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and i dont even know if i shoudl describe it here, like if that'd be right or not, but it involves turkish queen (out of drag) that i got a smootch from last time, and he was my new years kiss, and while dancing i got to touch his hipbones a LOT, and his belly, which are fetish spots, and he kissed m throat and collarbone and i was in heaven. then i paired him up with one of the guys i met last time, and they were happy. he was soo pretty: white mesh shirt with billowy sleevs and these black bondage pants in PIECES overtop a white pair of something.
also i think i wound up with a GF agian except i'm not sure what happened; her and i are good friends but she's quite pushy at times but tha's a long story and i've been keeping her at arms length for awhile now, for fidelity reasons that i guess dont apply now. i got super sad because turkey-boy was so gorgeous and so nice to me and said i was pretty which he must've been drunk to even think it, and all i could think was 'why the FUCK am i a girl, why why WHY because then he could be mine for more than seven dances' and i got sad and then c. swooped in and apparently i said she was mine and i dont remember.
i have to be up in 4 hours, my ears are ringing, my head hurts, my eyes burn from 430495 other people's nasty smelly smoke (that i never ealised how bad it stunk until recently ... ew. i used to SMELL like that??), but i'm the happiest ive ever been, and at the same time never been so said or so body misplaced.
love to you all. happy 2004.
my void does not want.
-- 2.13.61.
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