So, I am thinking today is a Two Blog day...because I can not trap everything all into one. That would be just two long.  So here here it goes. I am on a college campus and have been for more than six days now. My ex girlfriend is as you all know 26 and a freshman at a state college here in CA. I must admit that the woman is a fine specimen of androgynous love. SHe is that heavy cross between feminine faced, tomboy wear and extreme aggressiveness. SHe is the straight girls dream. SHit before I met her, I was watching lesbian sex scence crooning love songs from my panities but still a lady virgin. I meet this one and shit I was telling her... I have never kissed a girl but your making me want to try it. Well I tried it and now four years later we are stuck in our rut of will they won't they that is still riviling the Joey, Dawson Saga of Dawson's Creek. Well let me tell you, she has the same effect anywhere she goes. She chose this school because it was closer to me than any of the others. She wanted me to be close, just in case. Regardlesss of what I say about the woman, she loves me dearly. Anywho, the women are banannas around here. 
Now for a little bit of background. I always tell her, I know when they want you. Over the last three and half years my sexy Infamous Ex has been on the search for a friend. Not a lady friend with whom she can bone, but just a friend. Obviously as much as we try to do that, it doesn't seem to work. So she sets out on these missions to find one. Well she met a nice married woman with two children who we are going to call Kissing K. Kissing K is a sweet woman from the beautiful lands of Africa, she wears a heavy accent and dones pretty braids. From what I have been told she is a heavy Christian. And by that I mean, homosexual thoughts and attitudes is not the way. Well I told my fair Infamous Ex that the woman had the hots for her. I could just feel it. I always can. So a couple of weeks ago the woman tries to kiss her. They have a heart felt conversation about little ole Bitter, where my ex tells her that she doesn't think that little ole Bitter and her self could ever really work it out. I had hurt her to much, I wasn't exactly gay and well she might not have been attracted to me anymore. Kissing K releases her infinite wisdom that comes from age and experience for she is 35 and she says. "If you can imagine sex and a relationship with someone else then you don't love her." I have to say that I agree with this bit of information. OF course the Infamous Ex tells me all of this, she tells me freaking everything. I smile and I a little heartbroken but I say, well I understand that. (besides things have not been all that intimate with us anyway. We have a little bit of sex every now and then, and maybe kiss sometimes. But the I love you's are down to a minium, and the other stuff is not banging like it use to be. She states the reason for this is the pain I have put her through. However back on subject) Yet and still I have been here several days. Why am I here? Well to go to court but over the weekend it was so that we could spend yet more time together. ERRRR, its all so confusing to me, so why wouldn't it be to Kissing K who has been cooking for the Infamous Ex, texting her through out the day, and plain falling in love with her. So of course me being here would cause a bit of a stir. Am I wrong? Hmmm. So yesterday I leave the dorm room of possibilities to go to the Media Lab with my ex, walk around, help her with some research. After all, I am her friend with all kinds of benefits.  Guess who we see, Kissing K. At first Infamous Ex is like "no, we must go the other way", but of course I press and prod her. "If you are not bonning Kissing K, then way are we running." SHe looks around as if she is thinking and says. I promise baby, I am not bonning her. A while later we make our way back to the lab, and right into the eye sight of Kissing K. OH, her face brightens and her lips form an uneasy smile and she is throwing her arms open.  "I have heard so much about you." She croons on. I extend my hand to shake it, but instead she has pulled me into a hard handed hug and has plastered hard kisses to both my cheeks. Her voice is deep and resonates through the air of the computer lap. I look on at Infamous Ex, asking for help with my eyes. SHe continues to hold on to me and continues to wail. "SO what has she told you about me, it's all lies."  she then buries her face and my banging set of breast and I look down to find myself extremely uncomfortable. Now this is the Ex file that I am not so familar with. What do I do?  I know that she wants my ex lover, my current everything else. We talk about it. I step back unsure of how to deal.  We retire to another side of the room and share a giggle. We continue to be ourselves, laughing and talking. Sometimes you can really feel the love between us.  My back burns with the eyes of Kissing K. SHe is more than upset. Finally hours later after a lesuirely lunch in the dining area. I come home to several text messages from Kissing K.  THey start off, I love you, and I always will but your hurting me. NOw this I know well enough. The married woman has gotten herself a dangerous crush. Doesn't help that while my Infamous Ex is an Ex and a free agent, she still flashes her lady at her whim in their faces. Wow, could life get any juicer for me.  My face is still numb from the attacking kisses. Why do women get married? I just don't know.