bagel love

I am so hungry this hour I took a bagel and spread cream cheese liberaly all over it. Yummy. Filling. I don't know why I am this hungry, given that Broody fed me with enough turmeric rice and that delicious pork recipe a few hours back. It feels good, really good - having him around, cooking us dinner. What I'd give to have this arrangement more often, daily if possible. Believe me, home-cooked food is only the second reason why I am feeling this good.

Tomorrow we'll have a cook out with my college buddies - well, just a few Filipino dishes that Regol and Kim planned weeks before, when Kim and I were plotting a major reconciliation for Manny and Regol - these two have not been talking for more than a month now. The plan was to not let Regol know Manny is coming, but later on Kim and I relented and decided it best to ask Regol how he feels about all these. Tentatively he's okay with it, so Kim and I were safe in the lying department.

On my second bagel now. I decided to stay at home instead of going to the office, since most of the things I need to do can be done remotely. Broody's left 2 hours before, and the place is a bit sad now that he's left. Looking forward to breakfast and that oatmeal congee.

Bored looking at outbound stats, I chanced upon HB's blog and decided to read thru his life's stories. Well, HB isn't a personal acquaintance, mind you, and I only got to know him because of Rye. I knew his stories because he told Rye most of it, and Rye told me all of it.

Anyway, while I've known for weeks that he'd broken up with my namesake-without-the-H, I am still curious what really happened. So I read and read.

Apparently, this time, it was HB who cheated - with a friend. Which kind of bothers me. For one, I knew HB was so much in love with my namesake-without-the-H that he's done things only a saint and a martyr could have done. Of the 3 years they spent together, it was almost always HB who does the forgiving. It surprised me that this time, it is he who needed forgiving.

I've never had breakups because someone cheated, to be honest. So I really cannot judge much of HB's situation. I know people who have been cheated on, and how they damned the "3rd" party to the depths of hell. For some, the 3rd party was a friend. In HB's case, yes, the 3rd party was "their" friend.

Which brings me to this - is it always like that? Is friendship the natural vehicle to break an already established romantic relationship? One could argue that the friend isn't really a friend if that happened, or that the romantic relationship isn't strong enough in the first place.

But isn't it that in courtship, almost always, friendship becomes a starting point?

I need another bagel.