I remeber this one morning with lei.

We had such intense sex. It was not the only one. But it was so intense...

Well. That's over.

young blood

so, out last night. full moon. union squarish. certainly st. marks.

so, at the crosswalk. this youngblood. barely bar age, she's staring me down. beautiful. mohagnoy skin. deep brown eyes. egyptian make-up.

ask her if she wants a drink.

one day. later

Got a friend at Davidco

No, it's not David. Though I have spoken with him on the phone.

She's wonderful. Started out working together on an order I made that was screwed up.

Now we write each other with a little frequency. In a weird way, it's kind of like this. I mean, I don't know this woman from Adam. Never spoken with her over the phone, even.

But she's married. All the good ones are.

drunken sunday morning

only a little gin left.

used to know a girl, hot little one. can't remember her name, but remember those blond curls.

ginny. how could i forget. wasn't her tonic at first. then, she wanted me.

used to like her in part because she kissed joey lawrence.

we never made out. incidental touching.

god, such a wimp.

then there was the twelve year old. maybe 13. but i was 16. felt like i was taking advantage. she had faith in me i never had before.

to list loves is an exercise in futility.

so many times, heart broken. wandering the streets.

less so now. but more lately.

if only... the words of a

so, drinking and posting.

supporse it's better than drunk dialing.

still and all, quiet this weekend. for which i am, i suppose greatful.

maybe not the most heartfelt post. maybe not the most informative.

just me. being. doing. and all the illusions, well. that's just the name of the game.

i miss jill, intolerably. if she would just be a part of my life.

but i understand. so many i've blocked.

so many i'd like to.

but, roll.

and most of all

don't embarrass her.

So drunk

saw the erstwhile girl.

bittersweet, as you would imagine.

she's good. seems in good spirits.

well, aren't we all.

makes me sad, much like everything these days.

extra credit in heaven.