Friend, please don’t give me evils when your boyfriend looks at me. When people talk it’s considered polite to look in, at least, the general direction of the person you’re addressing.

On one hand, I’m extremely grateful you said something to me. On the other, I dunno. Get over it?

Yes, he is attractive. But you know what? So is TBU. And so are you.

All I’ve got going for me is my personality. It’s a finely tuned tool and it has never* failed me. For the most part, people like me. And I like that they like me, so try not to make me feel bad about it. When people like each other, they sometimes interact. That’s the way it goes.

I’m clearly not trying to do anything. I mean fuck, I’ve gained 10 pounds since starting nursing school. I could try really, really hard and still look like I’m not trying. I’m happy TBU still wants to fuck me, I don’t have the energy to care if anyone else wants to fuck me. And if they do, it’s through no effort of my own. Even so, I’m sure that’s not what’s happening in this case.

Maybe you haven’t known me long enough to know that I would never do anything with anyone’s SO. Maybe you haven’t known TBU and I long enough to know that we would never do anything to jeopardize our relationship. Even in those moments I fantasize about hitting him in the balls, I love him dearly.

So, Friend, rest easy.

*OK, so it’s not perfect but it’s a fairly successful thing I’ve got going on in my head and outward expressions

For the unlikely of you who noticed that themillionzer.com was completely obliterated for about 10 days, fear not. It was a hosting mixup and dumb mistake on TBU’s part. While I haven’t posted anything new for a while (not for lack of want, I SWEAR), I don’t ever intend to delete the blog. So, in summary, I love you, I will always be here for you.

The Millionizer will be at The Station tonight. You cannot miss her, she is LOUD.

PS she likes hugs