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| So why the glum face? It sounds like everything is fine, at least for now. | |
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| Oh, she's just got a date tonight, whereas all I've got planned is to watch an episode of "24" and maybe have a sandwich. I'm OK... it's just a bit weird. | |
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| Well, she didn't object to you doing the same, did she? Why not have a casual fling in the meantime? You look like you need to be flung, anyway. | |
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| I just wouldn't feel right about it. Plus who would it be? The crazy drunk I can never find, or the ones who email me once and then never write again? | |
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| Stephen, relax and put it all out of your mind for a while. You need to stop thinking with your brain for once. | |
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Um... what part of me am I supposed to think with, then? Should I use my penis as a divining rod, or has the Day of the Pancreas finally arrived? | |
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