I'm over it

Even thought I won't have a fridge until the end of the month (at the earliest). The luxury of being able to do my laundry AND play on the computer will keep me happy until then. I have internet and 4 out of 5 major appliances so all is forgiven.

I like living closer to downtown because everything is conveniently close. Saturday, we walked to the farmer's market and Denninger's and returned with enough groceries to see us through the long weekend. I could get used to doing my shopping without a car. D still wants to make his weekly Mecca to Zeller's but I think I can negotiate him down to 2 visits a month.

The bars are close too. We've probably been to the Werks (or Werx or whatever) half a dozen times since moving in here. It sounds like a lot but we normally only have a pint or two before going home. There's never that much going on there but I'm the kind of person who can't stand to stay home and watch TV when nothing's on. And honestly, besides Ellen and Trailer Park Boys, I can't think of anything I like watching.

There's a few hotties there and since D and I need some more gay friends, I'd like to meet some of them so we have someone else to talk to besides each other (yawn).

Last week, I had the unique experience of being at the bar while my grade 8 homeroom teacher, grade 10 computer science teacher and my 4th year marketing professor were there. With all that gayness educating me it's no surprise some of it rubbed off (note to the unelightened: that doesn't really happen or we'd all be gay by the time we graduated high school, espicially in the Catholic school system).

I've only slept with one of them. It was my 8th grade teacher. Not when I was in grade 8 but when I was in 4th year university. I didn't know it was him and I don't think he knew who I was (I'd grown a bit). But after several meetings he suspected he'd been my teacher and he let me know. I freaked out when I realized who it was.

I had a crush on him too. Long before I suspected I was gay I had a thing for him. He was young (23 or 24 I think) and he was a sharp dresser. He also kept the bullies in line. No one called me fag or taunted me in class while he was around. No wonder I liked him so much.

So I got over that too. It was a little weird but life doesn't always make sense. I have no plans to sleep with or even flirt with my other teachers. They're not my type at all.