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Breaking up is hard to do
Well, no, it turns out it takes surprisingly little effort.
So, yeah, we broke up. As a note for future relationships, ten weeks between first and second date is Too Long.
Long-distance relationships can work, but when you go that long without seeing one another (a) you become increasingly distant and (b) it's a pretty clear sign that both of you are more committed to things other than the relationship itself; the two make for a pretty vicious feedback cycle. Between weeks spent unavailable, horrible contagious illness and once-in-a-lifetime LARP events it was as though events conspired against us, but still, we could have made the time or risked the infection[1] or whatever - neither of us really went out of our way[2]. Distance permitting, maybe it could have been more than casual, but it wasn't, and London is a long way for casual.
I'd like to say it was a fun three months but, at the end of the day, it was really a fun two weekends. With a lot of MSN conversation in between. No regrets, though - it was a fun two weekends.
[1] I was tempted, but he insisted.
[2] Truncated Maelstroms and journeys to London notwithstanding.
So, yeah, we broke up. As a note for future relationships, ten weeks between first and second date is Too Long.
Long-distance relationships can work, but when you go that long without seeing one another (a) you become increasingly distant and (b) it's a pretty clear sign that both of you are more committed to things other than the relationship itself; the two make for a pretty vicious feedback cycle. Between weeks spent unavailable, horrible contagious illness and once-in-a-lifetime LARP events it was as though events conspired against us, but still, we could have made the time or risked the infection[1] or whatever - neither of us really went out of our way[2]. Distance permitting, maybe it could have been more than casual, but it wasn't, and London is a long way for casual.
I'd like to say it was a fun three months but, at the end of the day, it was really a fun two weekends. With a lot of MSN conversation in between. No regrets, though - it was a fun two weekends.
[1] I was tempted, but he insisted.
[2] Truncated Maelstroms and journeys to London notwithstanding.
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I kind of assumed you'd read the book you gave me...
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Now you can accept any offers recieved, as it usually is the way that you only get people coming onto you when your in a relationship already.
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Slightly more understandable in certain circumstances, I suppose, as "I've got a boyfriend" is a pretty good indicator of orientation where otherwise may be unclear...
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... also he's quite pretty in his default shape. ;)