October 31, 2010

• two years

  On Thursday, Superman and I had our two year anniversary, which for me is an extremely impressive milestone, given the fact that I’ve only had one other relationship which survived past the two year mark, and that was FX, and it was ten years ago. Another three months, and Superman will break that record, and be my longest relationship ever. In the more recent past, I’ve had a tendency to enter into relationships somewhat impulsively, realizing too late that they weren’t right for me — the person was too spineless, or too needy, or too arrogant, or too boring, or too ____, (I realize that my faults contributed as well, but I’m talking about these demises from my perspective), but by the time I realized these things, it was too late. I am not nearly as capable when it comes to ending relationships as I am at getting into them, so they tend to limp along for twice as long as their shelf life, which is just a bad scene for everyone involved.

  For some reason, my relationship with Superman has made it to the two year mark, which is an achievement on its own, and for some reason, I still like him.

  It’s crazy, I know.

  I’ve been reading some of the entries that I wrote when our relationship was in its earliest stages (like this or this), and the memories still charm me.

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