Eh it worked out on all ends. I told YG that I had to go with a friend to court for a domestic violence thing, but didn't name names. She was totally understood.
Went to court with my roomie. Turned out we didn't need to see the guy or anything like that. They just needed to take her statement again and get some more info (this guy was tapping phones and all sorts of psycho paranoid stuff that went beyond the physical abuse in the initial statement). Spent three hours watching drug dealers, tranny prostitutes and small time thugs get sentenced. Was back home by noon.
YG wasn't even awake yet, so no harm, no foul. Didn't get to do the things we initially planned on doing, but still had a good time. Ate Hawaiian food at a farmers market, got stuck in LA traffic and went hiking in the dark through some caves, which was rad.
Still not sure what I'm expecting from this. There's the fact that she's got some sort of a meaningful relationship with another guy, which I really haven't touched on with her- all I know is that he doesn't live in the direct area and that it doesn't seem like their relationship is anything too concrete (i.e. he's not her boyfriend or anything). Our relationship is somewhere in the middle ground between friendship and romance mixing elements of both. On one hand I can't help but wonder how amazing this could be if this other guy didn't exist, but on the other hand I'm gaining so much from the relationship that I'm happy anyhow. But strangely, I feel an unusual sense of calm about the whole thing.
