Tuesday, Apr. 29, 2003
Never befriend a homeless guy on the first date.

Did a second date... had a generally pleasant time. It was the Lizard Lounge... how could I go wrong?

We got some food, tried to teach homeless guy how to laugh, he told us dirty jokes... we laughed. We put him in ataxi, and dispite the massive philanthropic gesture, it all came to me feeling taken. when freely given, one should not feel taken... perhaps some give an inch, and take a mile proverb is appropriate.

Anyway, that's done. I hope for an affectionate friendship with Notakey. I recognized how much I had fabricated. (Ladies and Gentlemen, Logic has stepped in) My brain makes up shit, just for kicks when this happens... though mostly, when I get no feedback... the constant putting of energy, is kinda like working toward heaven. so tempting, so much hard work, so, not coming any day now, but so much more reason to want.

Maybe I have fucked up ideas about what *should* be. but deep down, I don't think so. I dunno... but I recognized that I was too far crushed for the absolute nothing I know about him. Nothing, and I don't even have internet stalking to feed me information... I enjoy his company emensely, sure, but I have no cards. Except an emotion which is better left in a catholic school girl uniform. I don't like that quite so much.

Probably more later.

P r e v i o u s
N e x t

what's the bat channel? - 12:57 p.m. , Monday, Mar. 29, 2004

Gun Candy. (Valentines Day 2004) - 6:13 p.m. , Sunday, Feb. 15, 2004

A Chicken Little Day. - 1:36 a.m. , Friday, Jan. 23, 2004

An alliance against the Evil Aunt. - 1:26 a.m. , Wednesday, Dec. 24, 2003

hell. frozen over. - 8:14 a.m. , Sunday, Dec. 07, 2003

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