Adding Dan

"Oh, dark grin. He can't help when his happy looks insane. Ooh."
Pearl Jam's Even Flow, off Ten

And I can't.
Things have twisted and topsy-turvied themselves in ways I never thought possible. oh sure, I'm still working my 0200- 1300 job. Oh sure, I'm still sleepless in Stockholm. Oh sure, I still miss all the lovely people who don't come by here anymore, and all the lovely people I've failed to visit lately.

Oh sure, Dan the Man and I are finally going to sign that contract together, the contract that will make us co-owners of this little house of mine Which is awfully scary, and at the same time tickles me pink. It's terrifying in that signing a contract with someone is almost like, well, hey, committment. And I can't commit. Well, I don't want to commit. I want to commit, but just not right now. Give me twenty years and I might agree to share my last pop-tart with you, but that's as far as it goes. Capische?

I've never shared a contract with anyone before. Feels awfully mature. And as if it should come with 2,3 kids and a dog to boot. Or not to boot. I mix up my slangs. A chihuahua, to be exact. A one year aiting list and a 15 000 crown fee, but to look into the darling eyes of someone whose eyes are prone to popping out at uncomfortable hours, well, that's definately incentive. Except I'm mixing up my slangs again. Predicates. Whatyoumacallit's. Signing a contract with Dan is like playing craps with the devil. And you know that playing something called crap with anyone of a more crap-like nature than your is a no-brainer.

So Why am I doing this?
A number of reasons.

I'm afraid I can't both study and work this term. Meaning that Dan will have to keep the 'student' part of the agreement in the student apartment contract. Because it makes it a whole lot easier to skip town while Dan isn't looking, and feel at peace with the thought that he has a roof over his head. Because it makes it a whole lot easier to stay, knowing that I have an escape route.

Just
like
that.