Vampires. Always thinking with your teeth. ~ Anya

I found myself struggling to cheer up my sister of her boyfriend/breakup troubles. I feel bad that I couldn’t just say ‘he’s an ass, let’s eat ice cream’. In between bemoaning and running to listen to his voicemails and complaining he was leaving another one – we got to the root of the issue. Or I did.

As she suspected, his heart wasn’t quite into the relationship and hadn’t been for a few months. She felt he lied to her by going along ho-hum and not telling her until it was over. I tried to reassure her in the asshat ways of boys, getting scared off when things get a little serious or being afraid to break things off themselves. She insisted things weren’t too serious, they were just good friends. I was puzzled at what she was trying to say. Oh, duh! Why didn’t I see it first off – it’s a hormones thing.

If the guy’s hanging out with a known skank post-breakup, he probably wants to get some action. Some action he hasn’t been getting. Now in big sister terms, that’s a good thing. But I’m realistic, at 18 guys don’t think a lot of where their heart is as their neither regions. She really needs to be with someone who completely shares the same values, and can find other ways to keep the relationship interesting. Most of the delinquents she is usually mooning over are not a-okay with only a good night kiss from here to who knows when.

After giving it some thought, I feel cruddy. I should’ve been more on her side, even when I see things differently. We’re just different and I need to remember that and respect her for it. I should be slayer kicking them to the curb for her.

I should ask her to come over or go to a movie or something but I don’t really know how to act teenager in a way that would not seem weird to a teenager. I like to drown my sorrows in a margarita, but I guess watching the Princess Diaries works too.