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2002-07-28 - 8:14 p.m. the weekend is coming to a close, and i'm sad to see it go. the good news is: in less than a week, i'll have another one. whoopee!! i'm 99% sure that hollie IS going to the superdrag show sat. and, then sunday, patches, and hopefully her b/f are going w/ us to the rival schools show. i LOVE when i've got shows to look forward to. it makes the workaday drudgery almost bearable. music is chicken soup for the soul. HA HA!! it's true, but, goddam, that was cheesy. saturday, matt, and i moved some more of his stuff in. i think next weekend some time we're gonna shop for a new kitchen table. i've wanted one of those chrome, and vinyl numbers with the four chairs for ever. and since neither matt, or i really like our dining room tables, we're going for the retro one. actually, he's got this little ass table, and i don't even have that. i eat in front of the t.v. like a slob. see, when i first moved in to my place, i had crappy furniture, you know, like everybody just starting out. mismatched this, and plastic cd holders, thrift store finds, and hand me downs. little by little, i began to buy "real" furniture. and donated all my starter stuff to non profit thrift stores. there have been points in time where i have had very little furniture in some rooms, cuz i didn't have the things i wanted yet, usually due to lack of funds, but, i was starting to paint, and getting the room ready to be the way i wanted it...eventually. some of my friends made fun of me. of course, while they are lamenting about what to do with the sofas they bought in the valley, or ikea a year or two ago, because they are falling apart, or whatever, i just wait for the day when i can buy something i know i'll want, and will last. it just makes more sense to me. so, we've been screwing around a lot, and it feels like the honeymoon phase. i sorta love it. being able to kiss my sweet boy every night before i go to sleep, and in the morning when i wake up is every bit as awesome as i thought it was gonna be. the artist formerly known as jailbait, called a while ago from san diego, where he's at with mando for pride, and i guess they're thinking about taking our lead, and are in the pre-pre-preliminary stages of talking about possibly living together. his parents will fucking shit themselves when they find out he wants to move to san diego, to live with his boyfriend, no less. i don't know if it's a for sure thing, but, if it comes to pass, i hope that his parents will be cool. i know that we all keep/kept things from our parents. when my folks used to ask what i did last night, i certainly didn't answer with, "oh, sucked some cock. fucked some closet case football player". it woulda been the truth, but, i wasn't ready to be an orphan, and they surely woulda died of shock, or, maybe not. after all, i WAS the one who used to put on my mom's 70's glam leather boots, and wig, and dance around the house. anywhooo, tafkaj has some secrets in his life, but, didn't/don't we all? that's all i'm sayin'. i hope he never comes clean to them. they'd have me arrested. although, in my defense, i had no idea he was 17 when i first slept w/ him. he didn't tell me until about a week later. once i had popped his bee-hy-men, and was addicted to his ass like a crack head. so, am i a terrible person? maybe. i very well may be. i knew he was young, but i DID think he was legal, at least. that's something...isn't it? later..... |
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