Comments on: Place: Come Home, Already

By: Craig

Craig — Sat, 10 May 2008 14:17:00 +0000

Should I stop sending postcards?

I hate the distance as much as you do and, believe me, I think it's been harder to live without the comforts of domesticity in a totally foreign city/culture than it is at home. All I know is that missing you makes me physically ill on a consistent basis. How dare you have this effect on me?! lol It's terrifyingly wonderful.

Midway though that advanced diving course on Borneo, I sat on a pristine white sand beach, which the government of Malaysia allows only 100 or so people to visit per day, but it still felt dull without you. Brilliant colors without vibrancy.

But I know for a fact that distance makes the heart grow fonder and for the last few weeks my heart has bordered implosion anticipating getting home.

As a side note, I love that you are adding a personal notes to the TNG. Talking about the latest blogs with Zach, Michael and you at DC9 again might just seem like heaven. Three days left... and no more post cards unless they are delivered in person, I promise (for all those not yet postmarked ;) )

- the bf

By: soup du jour

soup du jour — Fri, 09 May 2008 12:42:00 +0000

dave karger + cheyenne jackson = sooooza

By: zmeriwire

zmeriwire — Thu, 08 May 2008 23:50:00 +0000

Wow. Congrats! :-)

By: Daniel

Daniel — Thu, 08 May 2008 21:13:00 +0000

Bittersweet post, but seriously, was it just an excuse to post a hot photo of your super hot boyfriend?

Good luck, and hang on. Separation makes the heart grow fonder, or so I’ve been told.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Thu, 08 May 2008 19:55:00 +0000

so ben, i see that the linens and sheets are still subject to your bucking hips.

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Thu, 08 May 2008 15:45:00 +0000

Craig’s pecs in that pic are, literally, outstanding.

By: Michael

Michael — Thu, 08 May 2008 14:39:00 +0000

Sweet post, Ben. You can make it.

By: Parker

Parker — Thu, 08 May 2008 14:01:00 +0000

it’s thai new year he saw in thailand. it comes later than chinese new year. it’s called songkran. they throw water on each other because it’s fun, i think, but also because the main religious ritual associated with the holiday is the pouring of holy water on a buddha’s hands. i think the monks will also pour water on your hands. either way you get charged money, which is fucked up.

how do i know this? my half thai bf who made me almost physically ill when he had to leave for three days for a work-related trip . . .

By: Conquistador

Conquistador — Thu, 08 May 2008 13:38:00 +0000

I know how you feel (kinda).

My job takes me to places of varying levels of interesting-ness (Hawaii, Japan, Italy, Greece - but also Jacksonville, FL and Norfolk, VA) for periods of up to three weeks at a time. Sometimes I think it will be nice to get away from the boyfriend for a bit - but invaribly I start to miss the random small "committed relationship" things pretty much from day one.

I miss arguing about Clinton/Obama. I miss forcing him to eat a balanced diet. I miss making disparaging remarks about his choice of internet homepage (MSNBC - are you fucking kidding me? He doesn't even read BBC News and it makes me insane....). I miss getting random text messages from him during the work day.

Basically, I just miss him. And I've never felt like this before, which is scary, yet great.

So hold in there Ben. There is nothing better than being away for a long time and walking out of the international arrivals gate at Dulles, seeing your boyfriend grinning ear to ear at the mere sight of you. That one moment (almost) makes the whole time away worth it.

Oh, and have a good time Monday night.