Cheating

Let's have a chat, shall we? I have such a way of ignoring you, of not deciding to share...true. Yet I hope you'll lend an ear/eye to this.

Today is my general lazy, self-indulgent day. If you don't have such a day, I highly recommend that you find you one. You deserve it, and fuck the world, it'll be there another day, just like every single Monday finds a way to raise its sun and your eyes.

Regardless.

Wandering through TV, I found something on the OWN network about cheating. OK, fine, whatever, until it turned into an episode featuring people with whom I went to college.

Now shit's real.

I watched, tried not to judge, failed, and landed solely on the side of the wife. Yes, I knew her and not her husband; yes, it's Oprah's channel so who do you think is going to pay; and yes, it's a thirty-minute once-over featuring inappropriate shots of husband and mistress over a sound board.

Charming to see, I'm sure, for the wife.