I shall never again forget that Parker used to work in a porn shop, and is really quite good at making choices. We tend to appreciate a good deal of the same things, which is a factor, but she is simply better at interpreting the covers than I. Proof of this is that two of the queer fetish films we rented last night involved HUGGING. Nothing could ( Read more... )

Class feels like this impenetrable divide. It is not, I don't think, that I cannot bridge the gap, but that it is difficult to maintain a relationship with people who do not realize that the chasm is there at all ( Read more... )

My dreams last night consisted of my trying to make out with five different girls, and completely failing on all counts. One of these girls was leaving for India imminently after having lived in Germany already and otherwise traveling extensively. The theme of this dream was that for having lived in only one country besides the one of my birth, I ( Read more... )

The original plan had been to spend the night in one of my university's Mac labs. I feel as if I had, although in reality I watched television while gathering information on my own computer and shared my bed with Parker so that she wouldn't have to sleep on the sofa, intending to wake up early and finish the project in the morning. I am not sure ( Read more... )