The Blogtastic Blogfest That Is Getmeoutofthis.net!

Firstly, Rock Band is FUCKING AMAZING.
I bought it today on a whim, and I spent HOURS singing for Spaeth, Jonathan, and I’s band, Sass of Potatoes. And it was COMPLETELY FUCKING AMAZING. Oh man. So much fun. Come over and play it with me, dammit! I gotta learn drums.

Okay, so anyway, here’s the warning line: I’m going to talk about what passes for my “sex life.” So, you know, if that sounds like something you’d never want to read, don’t keep going, okay? I just… I censor this blog too much, I think. The whole point of me keeping the blog in the first place was to keep myself more in touch and honest with my feelings and not bottle them up.

I want to sort of talk about love. I’m sure I’ve talked about it before, but spent the day rocking out with my brother and Jonathan, watched a movie with them and Essner, snuggled with Brer and he left me with a warm and fuzzy feeling as he went to bed, and then Ecks came on and we talked and I got yet another warm and fuzzy feeling… and it’s just… gods, I’m so damn lucky to have so many people who are awesome in my life. But the thing is, the two guys I am so… that I love… they don’t talk. They don’t know each other. I don’t know if I talk about Ecks enough with Brer. I mean, they are separate. Brer is my boyfriend. He is. I love the shit out of him. If it wasn’t a horrible idea for the long run, I wouldn’t hesitate to move near to him and be with him. It’s never been in question that I love him to death, and Ecks understands that, and has a girl he’s sorta dating anyway. We’re extremely good friends and writing buddies and we do… other things… and that’s awesome. Ecks knows about Brer, I talk to him for relationship advice… but I don’t really talk to Brer about what I do with Ecks. I worry about that.
I don’t talk about him because, I dunno, I never feel like it’s something I need to bring up? I mean, it’s not like anything I feel is wrong happens. Trust me, I worry about EVERYTHING and I never worry that my relationship with Ecks is betraying my serious romantic love for Brer in any way. At the same time, I feel like he might not want to hear about it, you know? Isn’t that weird, hearing about that? But I’m sure he doesn’t want to be in the dark, either… I don’t know, I guess I’m probably writing this to start the discussion between us.
I mean, okay, Brer and I have talked about, you know, third parties. There is nobody I’d feel more comfortable bringing in than Ecks. But Brer doesn’t know him… you know? I can’t suggest him because of that, because it has to be someone we’re both familiar with, you know? Close to?
I don’t know. Obsessing over these ideas is probably stupid, in the end. Like I said, if I felt something was wrong in all this, I would worry about it, because I worry about the stupidest shit you could ever believe. I guess that’s like… one thing about my current relationship situation that I’d like to change, in some respect. Get these two special people in my life talking, at least.

Okay, see, this is also a technique to get me to liveblog a CD tomorrow to get this off the top of the blog. Heh. Goodnight, people.
*cough*RockBand’sAwesome*cough*