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| 10.16.04 (9:50 pm) [edit] |
I went to Santa Cruz. I'm glad I did it. For one thing, I foung a bitchin' AC/DC poster. It was overcast but it felt great. It was nice.
 That sucker is going up right next to Robert Plant.
I'm probably not going to go home next weekend, not because my mom and I fought, but because of a fraternity thing. Of course, if I end up seeing Alice Cooper, (oops, I erased that entry about how I am wanting to see Alice Cooper for the-day-before Halloween more than go to SF; SF will be there next year, and then I can start over again with my bitch of a family :twisted: ) I'll be home weekend-after-next anyway. Ironically, the fight started because I was trying to avoid going home for Halloween.
The point of all this is: I miss Jeremy. I want him around me now. I just want to lay down with him and have him put his arms around me and rest my head on his naked chest.
I had a fantasy about Jeremy that I want to try while in an errotic supplies/costume store in downtown Santa Cruz today. Ironically, it doesn't have anything to do with costumes or glass dildoes.
If you think the air speed velocity of an unladden swallow is supposed to be dirty, you didn't get the joke.
Current Mood: lonely and craving the sort of love that is most unobtainable. And that does not mean horny...necessarily. What's On: Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
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