Fifteen bucks says I miss her
I had soup with my sister today in the Haight. She ate lots of mine - I ate some of hers. Sitting there across from her, and looking at her face, I realize how much she hides from me and thinks I don't know. I wonder if she hides how she feels so much because she wants to protect me. I wonder how much of it comes from my dad, who is incapable of showing or explaining emotion.
Above all, I realized how much I'm going to miss her.
She got her hair cut and Sophia and I recorded half of another track.
Oh yeah, guys - I've taken up a new career as a rap superstar. Get it get it.
Dwayne is on his way with some stuff to make cocktails and I rented two DVDs of Sex and the City. Another faggy Wednesday in the city by the gays.
But mostly, I want you all to know that this entry is supposed to be about my sister.
Above all, I realized how much I'm going to miss her.
She got her hair cut and Sophia and I recorded half of another track.
Oh yeah, guys - I've taken up a new career as a rap superstar. Get it get it.
Dwayne is on his way with some stuff to make cocktails and I rented two DVDs of Sex and the City. Another faggy Wednesday in the city by the gays.
But mostly, I want you all to know that this entry is supposed to be about my sister.