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I.
Gus knows how to spell ‘aggiornamento’ - it’s not spelled with an ‘o’ after the ‘g’.
In the big picture, though, it’s just one in a long line of Shawn’s machinations that has happened to influence Gus’ life in some form. Sometimes he wonders if he should mind a little more. He just...can’t quite bring himself to do that. Shawn, he muses, is like a force of nature, you just have to roll with it, which can be hard, but so often worth it.
It still pisses him off a little, because he really did know how to spell ‘aggiornamento’.
II.
Gus knows that he could have done other things with his life. He could’ve gone to Harvard or Yale. He could’ve been a journalist, an attorney, a doctor, a stock broker, an entrepreneur. He could’ve made seven figures a year and lived in a Manhattan penthouse, sweeping by Santa Barbara three times a year, for Christmas and his parents’ birthdays. No, scratch that, he’d fly them to New York for their birthdays so he could treat them to something special. He really could’ve been a somebody. Sometimes he wonders how his life would have been if that’s who he was.
III.
He also knows with absolute certainty that he wouldn’t have been happy doing any of those things, because this is his life. The only part of his life he can never quite wrap his brain around is the part where he’s the business partner of a fake psychic detective. That was not part of his plan, but Shawn asked him – or, rather, pulled him into it like the whirlwind Shawn is – and sometimes life really is what happens while you’re busy making plans, because this is it. If Gus could do it all over again he wouldn’t change a thing.
IV.
Gus knows that if the "Psych"-gig could pay his rent and deposit the same amount on his savings account every month as his real job, he'd spend all his time playing Shawn's sidekick. Lassiter's face turning red and Juliet's eyes growing large with awe and excitement are things he can get used to, as are the pay checks. Reluctant though he was at first, he gets to hang out with Shawn all day and solve crime, and in no conceivable universe is that not better than being a pharmaceutical rep. Even though he does get the lamest cover names.
V.
Gus knows that someday soon, he won't have dibs on Shawn's time, and he's surprisingly okay with that. Nothing's said, but Gus can see the glances, the little touches, and he knows Juliet is going to cave soon, finally accept Shawn's advances. They'll be cute together, Gus thinks, and he hopes they can make it work, because he really likes Juliet. He remains cautiously optimistic, though, because he knows Shawn doesn't have the best track record, be it in dating or in decent behavior, and he knows Juliet can have a temper. Regardless, he hopes his friends can pull it off.