Oct 13, 2004 04:00
Well I called P on my way home last night. That ended with me telling her I didn't want to see her anymore. That ended with her coming over to pick up some stuff. That ended with me telling her I will call her next week. That ended with a 4 hour sex-a-thon and her spending the night. What is the moral of this story, you ask? To practice love is to practice sadomasochism.