You know you’re getting lazy when updating you livejournal feels like an accomplishment. Or, you know you’re fucked when that which you used as a distraction from pressing responsibilities becomes another responsibility you neglect.
After months of passive aggressive and probably subconsciously motivated avoidance, I hung out with Jason and Zoë a few days ago. Jason is one of my closest friends in the world and one of my very few guy friends. The other night we were talking and had this serious male bonding moment where I told him I’d be there for him if ever he needed me. He told me that he loved me and I told him that I love him and it was all really cool, except it made me feel like a heel that I was harboring these secret feelings for his girlfriend so I kinda’ blurted out a confession.