Ah...so it's not just poly...

Though I've not seen the movie "the Breakup" (and since I suspect it has a happy ending, I don't think I will anytime soon) this excerpt posted by another online friend has some interesting undertones and connotations:

Brooke: How many times do I have to drop hints about the ballet?
Gary: You know I can’t stand the ballet (she storms out). Brooke wait, we’ve talked about the damn ballet. I hate the goddamn ballet! You got a bunch of dudes in tights flopping around for three hours. It’s like a medieval techno show. It’s a nightmare. I sit there in a sweat. The whole time, I do, wondering when the hell's the goddamn nightmare's gonna end. Go to the damn ballet!
Brooke: It’s not about you loving the ballet, Gary. It’s about the person that you love loves the ballet and you wanting to spend time with that person.
Gary: Not when they’re at the ballet.
Brooke: Okay. Forget the ballet! Forget the ballet!
Gary: I will.

On the other hand, Short Bus is out on DVD today. Now THAT'S worth seeing again...