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last night was.....interesting. Definately high high's and low low's. Some of the best was driving on the highway listening to music I couldn't understand(it was in hebrew) yet I did not feel disconnected. Last night was filled w/upside down tables and chairs. I must go digest I'll figure out what to digest once I get there.
i tried to write in response to your letter, but there is nothing profound about a right-side up table surrounded by right-side up chairs. and my head is not spinning, and its morning so i feel too normal. p.s. my hair looks stupid today and its making me self concious, so i feel ugly, so today i am glad that you are in california, because i wouldnt want you to see me ugly. i saw your brother lastnight, he gave me a hug, and then he watched as the kid working the counter next to him counted out the six dollars that i gave him, in change. matt offered to pay, something im not used to after dating matthew for such a long time. i told him not to worry about it because if he payed then it would be more like a date, and i didnt want it to be a date. we watched dukes of hazzard, and he leaned in to kiss me, and i wished it was you, but i wanted to tell him that i couldnt kiss him back, because a kiss usually means something, and i wouldnt want a kiss if it didnt mean anything, and i didnt want it to mean anything, but i couldnt tell him, because i couldnt talk, because his tongue was down my throat. p.s. i wish elise didnt acomplish your electric eyes so well.
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