today i wanted to say something about "the special K", because his intentions have been so bizarrely mysterious- he shows up, sleeps over, hangs out, spends lots of time, and then goes away. it's like we're friends, but it's also not.

i called last night for an update on his trailer trash plans (move to emeryville, live in a trailer in the yard while he remodels his house)...He's coming to town on Weds. "wanna hang weds?" he IMs me. oh but what? i have a date! I am not available for his drop into town! "too bad," he writes, and logs off.
tee hee. mr pouty pants can take it. i'm going out with the baby boy.
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yeah, i hafta edit. i hate editing.
I'm so glad we're friends. I missed you when i was living in God's country.
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