I have not been the most loyal journal keeper. I am not sure loyal is the right word now that I think about it. Perhaps it is more that I lack consistency – I pledge to work on writing on a regular basis.

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I have done the unthinkable. I have moved to another city to live with my girlfriend. Commitment has always made me uneasy. I cannot count how many times that the women I’ve dated have ended up being terrible bores. This happens without fail. My parents tell me I’m too picky. My brother tells me I do not deserve perfection, if it exists.  But of course, my brother has made such poor life choices I can hardly take his views seriously. 

Stacey has a two bedroom condominium that is already paid for, compliments of her doting parents. I suspect that they think that if they shower her in kindness and gifts, she may abandon her strange black clothes and electric blue hair in favor of fashions from The Gap. She has the lithe body of a dancer, which is greatly suited to her profession. She is a nutritionist and personal trainer at an exclusive gym. Her clients think her fun and eccentric so she gets away with her electric blue hair. She keeps her dress rather standard though for the setting.  Whatever she wears, she highlights her b cup cleavage and I daresay she does this because it attracts male clients who will tip nicely. Admittedly it is done in a tasteful way; she does not show too much.  She often tells me of exceptional tips. She glows when it happens. Given what her parents gift her with, I can’t imagine she needs the money. The reason for her glow perhaps is that she feels better having earned her own money.  People have commented that we are handsome pair. No one elaborates on this, but I am sure it is that we are both gothic in our way of dress. It reminds me of how people always try to set up their two gay friends, even though the only thing they have in common is being gay. That is not nearly enough. It is like saying two heterosexuals should pair off because they are both straight. We are both attractive so I suppose I cannot be too upset at the declaration, except that handsome pair sounds dangerous. It reeks of commitment.

We can present a breathtaking view. With her lithe body she looks quite good in tight leather or latex. I do not look too shabby myself as I have a tall, slim frame. I keep myself fit with martial arts, though my skill is limited. Bruce Lee I am not. A little sheepishly I can proudly say that my long hair is truly black and not dyed like so many into the dark. I am guilty though of wearing striking contacts from time to time to enhance my look. I pay much attention to aesthetics.

I digress. The decision to move in with Stacey was helped along by the fact that I do not have much of a regular income until my television show starts to tape. I will be one of the co-host/contributors for a new television information show geared at the 18-34 audience.  It is no surprise that my area of expertise will be things that are odd, spooky, dark, or otherwise plain weird. This covers so many things and I am not sure I will revel in some of the assignments. But I will be seen by many viewers and I will not have to hide my vampiric nature. They will play that up to no end I suspect.  This show tapes in the city that Stacey lives in and I cannot pretend that did not have a role in my decision. (the huge Jacuzzi tub in the bathroom did as well) I have already made a few contacts in the new city, other than Stacey, so it will not be completely solitary. It is only a two hour drive from my current city so the commute to visit my friends will not be too harsh.

I have some unpacking to do so I must stop here. My most important belongings (aside from this journal) are in my family home, but I still have acquired enough things to make moving an annoying endeavor.