Friday, Apr. 25, 2003
touch.-touch self, touch near, touch far, touch space.

SO.

I did YOBIP and In did some work and some show shopping and it was all wild and crazee.

Though i tell ya, there just isn't as much fucking in YOBIP as I would like... lots of rubbing and stuff... which is all fine and dandy... but like some fucking... like a fisting scene, or something. please? (though i should stop complaining or I'll have to film my own damn porno movie, and that'll be that)

So date tomorrow. Nay, test of skills. I am his doppleganger, with pink hair and tits to fool the uninitiated. Somwhow, I can only hope that I'm cool enough.

And Saturday, I go to the Studio, and haul ass before Open studios... I just need to sell sell sell sell. Then I can afford more travel... I could go to Sicily. I could buy an Italian Phrasebook.

And Sunday good god, I can Only hope hope hope, that Notakey will accept my invitation to go to the poetry slam. Non communication is sad. It runs my poor heart trough the ringers... all squish squish squish. I'm not so good with feeling unrequited. I know I[m not unrequited, but I'm such an attention greedy ho. I crave touch. Not even all sex-like, but just touch. warmth and touch. yes, please.

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