5:34 p.m. - May 24, 2002
No games for me
What is this, he wasn't content with my ass and now he has to headfuck me?
Sheesh.
Spec called this morning full of I Love Yous and crying and I became angry, indignant, and cold and the more he cried the worse I felt and before I realized what I was saying I admitted that I also missed him.
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Had the day off but didn't play (do I ever?) in the breezy spring sun. Instead worked on the book, finishing another unit but halfheartedly, because I want to be outside. Outside. Outside.
So behind I can't even laugh.
