*glares at history*

[synapticjava]

Last night was the first hint of a problem. It also served as a proof that a)gay men are incestuous, b)chicago IS a very small town, and c)a person's past can come back and bite them on the ass.

Todd took me out to a romantic little pub called Moody's for burgers and beer, and afterwards he ambushed me into meeting his friends. Here's where the small town thing comes in. His best friend and I know each other through a common friend. Another friend, Chad, used to be one of my regulars at the bar, and I knew all of his other friends in one way or another - some in good ways, some in not.

Here's where the past/ass thing comes in: I've kinda slept with a few...uh, a couple more than a few, of his friends. And then while we were dancing, a few other guys I used to...know...came up and tried to say "hello!" (not with their lips). I think someone sent out a flyer telling anyone I've ever fooled around with to be there last night. It was encredibly embarassing. Todd took it well though. He said that my past is my past and as long as I'm only his now, that's what matters. How cool is that?

Slight problem though: I met his ex last night. Can we say nose dive? Because that didn't go well at all.

Comments

[tabaqui]

Well, that's exactly how it *should* be. Not like Todd thought you were an untouched, never-before-dated virgin or anything, right? And *he's* dated before he met you, so...

I have *never* understood why people get all exercised about their boyfriend or girlfriend having a 'past' - it just seems so weird!

[trepkos.livejournal.com]

I hope nothing went seriously wrong.

[caviling]

...the mind reels. Chicago is a smaller town than I thought.

[chocgood84.livejournal.com]

It really is

[lunabee34.livejournal.com]

That can be disconcerting, but everybody comes with a past. Personally, I'd like to send whatever girl taught Josh that swirly tongue thingie a big bouquet of flowers. LOL Just realize that without those people you would't be who you are or he who he is.