July 22nd, 2005
Basketball
I woke up and my 2nd husband, Vincent Katheiser, wasn't
oversleeping beside me. He usually does. He's been a little
too overactive these days.
I do my usual morning routines: breakfast, a little TV surf and and then I face my laptop once more. I'm a writer, in different mediums. I'm also a High Priestess, but that's a private thing.
While writing another short screenplay about Starfleet Officers and their adventure in an island full of indigent monsters, Vincent comes in through the back door, followed by my newest fiancee, Jensen Ackles. They've known each other for a long time, well at least they're acquainted through their modeling stints. But they were never friends. Until I finally got Jensen to propose to me.
I've been infatuated with Jensen for more than two years now. But somehow, he's so elusive. I couldn't find him and couldn't ask him out on a date. Until, he started Smallville and we got to know each other more, fell in love quickly, and now ... he's playing basketball with my second husband ... who is now talking to my third husband, Drew Fuller, on the phone.
What's with these guys? They're so friendly with each other.
I remember almost four years ago, Elijah Wood, my 1st husband, my king, found out that I was dating his Lord of the Rings friend, Orlando Bloom. I haven't seen him so angry before then. It was scary. He told me he can tolerate anybody, just as long as they're not his friend. It was unethical for both Orli and I when we both knew that we were putting the friendship on the line. So Orli and I broke it off. We're the best of friends now. When I'm in my direst need of a platonic friend, I run to him.
My mobile phone rings. I pick it up and answered. Elijah is calling up to inform me that my lawyer called last night regarding my divorce with James McAvoy. I thanked him and said I'll call the lawyer later. It's the same lawyer I hired when I was divorcing James Marsters. I had to end it with him ... I was too concerned for the mental well being of my son with Elijah, Daniel Radcliffe. Good thing, my son with James Marsters, Tom Felton, can handle things better.
Ok so that's two divorces with two James M. Is it the name? Or is it just me ... bad luck with men who has J.M. as their initials?
Vincent and Jensen are really having a great time playing the PS3 int he TV room, and they're still talking with Drew on the phone. I hang up the phone after telling Elijah, who I fondly call EJ, that I miss him and Daniel. He said he missed me too. I face my PC Notebook again. Maybe, I should get myself an Ibook.
Vincent approaches me kisses me on the lips and embraced me from behind. He bites my ear knowing that's the fastest way to keep me going. Jensen shouts from the TV room, "Vinnie! Drew asking for a rematch!"
"Now?!" Vincent asks.
Rematch? Rematch for what?
Jensen says yes, of course.
"Come on! Let's go!" Vincent shouts back.
I looked at the two men in a hurry out of the house. They did each plant me a kiss on my lips before leaving, but none of them said anything about where they're going and what they're going to do.
Then our maid comes in ... I ask her where the two guys are going.
One word.
Basketball.