Why is Aphrodite such a slut?!?

Exasperation. Angst. Feelings of helplessness. All of these states of emotional turmoil are constantly in the air when Aphrodite pulls a fast one, bf-wise. I’ve talked a little about Orpheus’ roommate before, even making y’all aware of certain switches she’s made in terms of the particular board she’s waxing of late. Well, said ditzy-do has settled on dumping the gorgeous, chiseled from marble, Greek Kourus of a med student for good ‘ol dumpy, hairy, annoying BF... Again.
I say ‘again’ because this is the third time she’s pulled such a switcheroo on Kourus, who is the sweetest of Midwestern guys. If he’s not brilliant, then at least he knows his talents, sticks by them, and treats others (including A.) with respect… Kourus contrasts starkly with BF, who is a hyped-up Momma’s boy from NYC. He’s fat, furry in a horribly unattractive way, absurd, a burgeoning politico (danger, Will Robinson!), and uses his religion not as a personal aid, but to prop up his credentials in politics. This puts BF only one step ahead of Dobson and his ilk in my book, as at least the schmuck is a Dem. Plus, he constantly attempts to cheat on Aphrodite, and she really can’t trust him anymore.
To put everything in perspective, A. and BF have been dating, on and off, for three years. In that time, according to Aphrodite herself, they haven’t grown much (except sexually,) as a couple. That is, they don’t really fight, and then fix issues. Instead, they get ready to fight, become frustrated with each others’ preliminary arguments, give up, break up, and get back together after a lot of co-dependent whining on both of their parts, or when A. gets sick of double clicking her own mouse. During these lulls in their unworkable romance, Aphrodite samples the available males, sometimes playing a short but sweet dating game. For some time last year, before studying abroad in Prague during Spring semester, she was involved with both BF and Kourus at the same time, without telling either about it. This state was maintained whilst she was overseas, and upon her triumphant return to the Americas, she continued to juggle them sexually for a couple weeks before dumping K. for the second time. This was shortly after I met her. Shortly thereafter, she got sick of negotiating with BF yet again, and entered breakup #8 with the god-forsaken politico.
She’s been back through one more cycle with BF since then, swore it was OVER, and hunted Kourus down the night of his birthday with Orpheus in tow as wingman. They caught him, Aphrodite bagged him, and everybody’s been happy, except for BF, who was texting/calling A. and all her friends (including Orpheus… God, three times a night sometimes,) about how miserable he was, blah, blah, blah. Then, she went over for a serious talk about boundaries with him on Thursday, and I guess he must’ve just tripped and fallen into her or something, because suddenly she’s “going to make it work, and he’s changed and ooh, the sex was so-o good.” Blah. If she’d give Mr. Kourus half a chance, the sex there would doubtless be better. And when are dumb little girls going to grow up and realize that what they term “boring” probably means stable and caring, and that maybe, if they took a little more initiative into finding out what made these “boring” guys tick, they’d find an individual who could keep them happy for their entire lives? But, no. They’re too self-absorbed, and keep going back to the bad ones.
Good luck, little girls. You (Aphrodite especially,) need it.