Elliot: Problem is that we already know that we don’t work as a couple.
J.D.: Oh, we’re a train wreck.
Elliot: So we can’t keep doing this.
J.D.: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Hello, and whoa!
Elliot: J.D., it’s just sex.
J.D.: Look, Elliot, we’re adults. I don’t think we have to apologize for enjoying what we’re doing.
J.D.’s Narration: And that’s when she said the words every man is dying to hear.
Elliot: I guess we could just be sex buddies.
J.D.: If you want..

-Scrubs

Last night I was kind of bummed out about the whole PG thing. I mean, I’m glad he’s so upfront with me. At the same time I am disappointed, and a pick me up was more than necessary. Birthday Twin came through for me, and we had a great night together hanging out and cheering each other up. I don’t know if I mentioned this before, but I’ve had a history of stress issues, including stomach troubles and panic attacks. I’ve been fortune enough to learn how control some of the anxiety, and my stress management has been much better. Well one of the things Birthday Twin and I have in common is anxiety and worry. He came to me last night after being plagued with panic attacks all day. I felt so bad for him, and it was nice that I was able to be there. I like that he can come to me because he knows I’ve been through it.

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