Just spent a very long day with Pete and Rob.

Anyhow, wierd day. I was with Pete all day, and while I felt very warm and even affectionate towards him, it wasn't a romantic kind of thing. I just felt like he was one more person in this group of people I have adopted as family. I know it's probably temporary, but it is nice. My parents were able to maintain some sort of friendship (albeit with underlying resentments) throughout the rest of the time we were growing up. When mom brought Bernard to Michigan the first time, the two of them and my dad and stepmom went on a double date. Pete's parents were the opposite though. To this day they can barely have a civil conversation.

Still just as confused about Ken as ever. I know the best thing is just to ignore it and hope it goes away. This could really hurt people any other way.

-CRbE