it's just a little internal bleeding. i can get back on the horse.

Sep 19, 2004 11:34

last night, after i walked to and from 96th street in slippers and no jacket with the guy i had sex with as he gave me the advice that i referenced in the last post, i decided to make cookies, which is why there was the mad search for confectioner's sugar (also noted previously).

the last time that i made cookies i wanted to try and use the baking to make friends, so i baked with the door open and let the smell waft out into the hall. three gaies and their hags stopped by sniffing, and said, "wow, what you're making smells so great. we're all so hungry now." but being nervous and thrown by the success of my plan, i was like "thanks," and went back to taking cookies from the cookie sheet to the wire rack.

i decided that to try and befriend the gaies again i would offer them some of the cookies that i made last night. i went to knock on their door, but there was no response. so, i left a note. they were probably out drinking, anyway. i just now woke up and was getting ready to go brunch when i heard the gaies leaving their room. i hear an exclaim, "oh, honey!" and then the sounds that i think indicate the following: removing the note from their board, opening the note (i'd put it in an envelope), paper flutter, silence, cackling laughter, laughter receding as they go back into their room (i never heard them pass by my door), and then nothingness.

by now they may have passed my door, as in non-laughing silence i probably wouldn't hear them passing by.

i would consider this to be a setback of the "jason's always right about gaies," variety. but should they come looking for cookies, i'll still offer them some (assuming hitesh doesn't eat them all!), and i'm still on my crusade for gaie friendliness and general sociability.

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