Back to Square One

So, I am now back in Tijuana.

I'm not dealing with the lies

I'm not dealing with the untrustworthiness

And I'm not going back.

I'm sorry the dog is unhappy that I left, but even he knows the now former housemate is a louse and a screw up.

And the relationship drama hit a new low.  The former housemate and his boyfriend broke up.  Guess he couldn't handle the fact that the boyfriend is raising a kid with his ex.

And the former housemate wants me to come back.

I may have to go, again, to Palm Springs to sit him down and lay all the cards on the table. I mean it has hit the point where 30 seconds have elapsed and the act is not worthy of continuing.

GONG

In other news, Tijuana Pride was a success and I had some fun.  It was nice celebrating something for once, even if it was the fact I found a new bar to hang out in.

So, here is to more stories about good times.