Post 2: Ex-boyfriends and cockroaches

originally created as column two, September, 2000

I was visiting an ex boyfriend late at night. I didn’t sleep with him, cause this is called “No Sex in the City” and I don’t want to go backwards. (Not that we didn’t want to have sex, but then I wouldn’t be able to write this)

I am looking for a lasting relationship, but I need a hug sometimes, and I won’t say that I didn’t hug him...Well, while we were talking and drinking peach and apricot juice, some flying cockroaches (Tel Aviv in August) decided to visit. Maybe it’s happy hour, I thought. One seemed to have extra long antennas – I thought maybe it was a messenger from the satellite company.... maybe that is the use of cockroaches – antennae.... perhaps they will replace mobile phones and transmit e-mails and phone messages between them. Imagine downloading your e-mail from a cockroach. Instead of a palm pilot, it will be a cockroach pilot.
He is an ex because his apartment is filthy and he was always late..but the mental connection will stay forever, even though he will always remain an ex. We sometimes sign our e-mails to each other “sexy exy”.

This writer has a few ex boyfriends and even more ex cockroaches.