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Happy birthday Hunter!! :-)
I’m being blackmailed to put out by Randy. What sort of crazy world’s this? It’s great that guys look out for their friends but this’s something. I didn’t know that guys helped each other get some. =[ My dad’d be incensed.
The Convention’s something else too. Here I am and there’s a chance that Bill Clinton scoped my behind. How cool’s that?! Forget the issues, forget the voter registration, forget the Democrat’s pleas to send Kerry to office; I may’ve been checked out by the guy who didn’t have sexual relations with that woman. :-D I’mma nerd.
I’ll be serious; I enjoyed Gore’s and Bill Clinton’s speeches. I thought they both did an excellent job of speaking positively and energizing the crowd; it was so cool to be here and hear them live. I was too young or stupid to get the full effect of Clinton’s public speaking ability when he was President, but now I know that man’s got amazing talent in that department. It’s been an experience simply to mill about and listen to what the other attendees’re saying. People’re debating, talking and eager about our country’s future; then they see me and yell out: “Stacy, bend over!!”
When I wasn’t watching the big stuff go down I spent some time with Chris Nowinski, who’s always been a prick to me, and a lot of time with Lisa Moretti, who I’ve always loved. Mick’s around too but he’s usually surrounded by more people than I am so it’s hard to catch up with him.
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There’s a cusp and a verge and an edge to my life today. Every thought’s got me at the brink of some thing and it’s terrifying to think that the wrong word or action’d push me back from the edge. That’s all stupid and dramatic but it’s impossible to feel relaxed and easy when you’re in that weird dating limbo before thing’s get serious or fizzle out. There’s always a combustible agent waiting to mix in with all the pure ingredients and screw up the whole chemistry set.
All the time I’ve spent with John lately’s been great fun and I’m always disappointed when one of us has to leave for work or home. How long’ll it be before we don’t leave or before we don’t go at all? It’s strange and worrisome but I try not to think about it. It’s so easy to tie the future in knots and ignore the present, so I close the closet door on those thoughts and simply enjoy. You’ve got to put those shadows away before you can have a good time.
Maybe I’m more anxious than usual since Randy told me that David got married. A quick wedding in Vegas and a reception in Charlotte. We talked about that; we planned it out and joked about having an Elvis impersonator oversee the ceremony. Then things went wrong and we hated each other. Now we’re nothing. I’m tired of being part of the cycle of becoming someone’s null and void.
I’m being blackmailed to put out by Randy. What sort of crazy world’s this? It’s great that guys look out for their friends but this’s something. I didn’t know that guys helped each other get some. =[ My dad’d be incensed.
The Convention’s something else too. Here I am and there’s a chance that Bill Clinton scoped my behind. How cool’s that?! Forget the issues, forget the voter registration, forget the Democrat’s pleas to send Kerry to office; I may’ve been checked out by the guy who didn’t have sexual relations with that woman. :-D I’mma nerd.
I’ll be serious; I enjoyed Gore’s and Bill Clinton’s speeches. I thought they both did an excellent job of speaking positively and energizing the crowd; it was so cool to be here and hear them live. I was too young or stupid to get the full effect of Clinton’s public speaking ability when he was President, but now I know that man’s got amazing talent in that department. It’s been an experience simply to mill about and listen to what the other attendees’re saying. People’re debating, talking and eager about our country’s future; then they see me and yell out: “Stacy, bend over!!”
When I wasn’t watching the big stuff go down I spent some time with Chris Nowinski, who’s always been a prick to me, and a lot of time with Lisa Moretti, who I’ve always loved. Mick’s around too but he’s usually surrounded by more people than I am so it’s hard to catch up with him.
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There’s a cusp and a verge and an edge to my life today. Every thought’s got me at the brink of some thing and it’s terrifying to think that the wrong word or action’d push me back from the edge. That’s all stupid and dramatic but it’s impossible to feel relaxed and easy when you’re in that weird dating limbo before thing’s get serious or fizzle out. There’s always a combustible agent waiting to mix in with all the pure ingredients and screw up the whole chemistry set.
All the time I’ve spent with John lately’s been great fun and I’m always disappointed when one of us has to leave for work or home. How long’ll it be before we don’t leave or before we don’t go at all? It’s strange and worrisome but I try not to think about it. It’s so easy to tie the future in knots and ignore the present, so I close the closet door on those thoughts and simply enjoy. You’ve got to put those shadows away before you can have a good time.
Maybe I’m more anxious than usual since Randy told me that David got married. A quick wedding in Vegas and a reception in Charlotte. We talked about that; we planned it out and joked about having an Elvis impersonator oversee the ceremony. Then things went wrong and we hated each other. Now we’re nothing. I’m tired of being part of the cycle of becoming someone’s null and void.