fallout

Things with Snapple and I are pretty cool, I suppose. I mean, have my doubts been magically erased? No. But she seems to be ok with things (although I don't think she's as secure as she was before, which is totally understandable), so we're going forward.

I'm beginning to realize, more and more, that I'm probably not the easiest person to be in a relationship with. I need copious amounts of alone time, and I have scores of female friends, and I talk to most of my exes, and I travel all the time, and my job often requires me to make out with beautiful women in front of bunches of people. And then there are the groupies. (I'm only half-kidding about that one - someone remind me to do a post about that!)

Anyway, it's not the ideal situation, and even though Snapple is in the business, she sees all of that. She's remarkably understanding, but still...

Off to rehearse. Only a couple more of those left, and then I can enjoy my summer...