when things don't add up...

what's the first thing that one does when they discover that their boyfriend has been soliciting fetish sex via the craigslist? well, after you've cried, drank and submitted yourself to a battery of tests...what's the first thing you do?

clean the whole fucking house.

in truth, the house was a disaster. I've been gone for 6 months, roughly, coming home only about 48 hours a month. (Unrelated note: perhaps that should be a been a sign...when i didn't want to come home) everything in the house needed moved, cleaned, wiped down or otherwise dis-infected.

to be honest...i washed the comforter twice. on hot. i've also been looking for a new comforter. but dammit, i like this one and i'm pissed that now every time i look at it I think of "dick pics to a tranny"

and to be honest...there is something vaguely humorous about having a reason to continually use the word tranny in sentences. it shouldn't be funny...and honestly, it's not. my heart is broken over this...but i wouldn't be me if i didn't find humor at completely inappropriate times. so there's that.