My friend’s ex’s are all my friends now
Gomez gets irritated that all of his ex’s seem to be my friends – like I gather them up faster than he can get rid of them. The other day sitting at Le Petite Grocery, he said, as he is want to say, the funniest thing. Someone brought up an ex of his – V – and he looked me dead in the eye and without blinking said, “How come you’re not friends with her?” I thought that was hysterical and told G and she laughed too. Maybe we all just happen to like the same people. Or kind of people. Maybe New Orleans is just so goddamn small that there aren’t a lot of people, so it just seems like I am now seeing all of his ex’s.