A love triangle of the worst kind

I have a special love in my life. Let's refer to this love as RF. Generally, we spent two nights together every week, and usually at least one whole day on the weekend. Often, I brought Izzy along, too. RF has been a constant in my life ever since my first time on February 19, 2005....a day I'll never forget.

Recently, things have changed. I didn't want them to, but they did, and now I'm spending all my time with LL. I hated it at first - in the fall you wouldn't catch me within ten feet of LL, but now I find myself sinking into an easy pattern at lunch time, in the afternoon - sometimes even squeezing in extra sessions in the early morning or late at night.

I try to explain it away, saying LL is good for me right now. But who am I kidding? That's like saying having another slice of pizza and a Diet Cherry Coke is better than going for a run (which is what I've doing anyways).

I finally hit bottom when I emailed (yes, emailed) RF to say things are over. At least for now, until life settles down. The worst part is, I was with LL when I did it.


Thanks to Monica for being the third person, after my mom and boyfriend, who actually reads this blog :)

And if you haven't figured it out, RF = rugby football, and LL = Law Library.