I don't know how to phrase this, so I'll just let it out here: another man has moved into my house. Laura has challenged my status as 78759's loverman numero uno, and told me that in order to satisfy her, I must work in shifts with this dude. She declined to elaborate, telling me that my new roommate had a film strip that'd explain everything. Worse, the guy doesn't even pay rent. I asked Laura about it and she winked, then made a vulgar hand gesture at me. I fear for my relationship, my home, and my faberge egg collection.
Ha ha ha, that's hardly the case. We do have an addition to our household, but it's no oily bohunk; it's my collegiate pal Dean Zyvarb. He landed a sweet, new job in Austin, but his wife and home are in Houston. Until they get settled here, he's bunking at Camp Powell. Does this make him a transient? I'm pretty sure it does. Don't be cooking up any hobo stew in that bedroom, Dean!
I think the new set-up will be pretty fun. First, he's a good friend with a well-established track record of having a large time. Second, he makes excellent lasagna. Third, I've been looking to create a neighborhood rumor about us. "The people down the street are swingers" is pretty tough to top.
Posted by Cody at December 4, 2006 7:26 PM