02-24-02 - 8:51 a.m.
today patrick and i are competing for the title of world's biggest asshole. he is determined to corner the market on guilt, but he underestimates the power of the catholic conscience. it doesn't matter that my idea of faith lies more in a springsteen lyric than an act of contrition; the role of vengeful home wrecker doesn't suit me. he loves g and has no intentions of leaving her. i respect their history together. so i guess if it takes a lack of moral integrity to successfully carry out the demands of an extramarital affair, we are unsuitable for the task. in other words, we'd make for a shitty lifetime-television-for-women cry and die.