I'm smarter than the tricks played on your heart.

you know the things that I am afraid of
I'm not afraid to tell
and if we ever leave a legacy
it's that we loved each other well.

Spent some quality time with my Bucky's Adam and watched American History X. I've seen it three times and it never gets any easier, though I know when to close my eyes. (I can't watch that curbstomping scene.)

Adam and I never talk serious, but perhaps the sobering movie put me in the mood. Got to talking about her, because I've been thinking about her. It felt good just to hear the words out loud, to give them some sort of voice that maybe there's that much more chance the sentiment will touch base. I put "Retrospective" in the car stereo (I /love/ that car stereo, it's the best thing I've bought this year besides a new apartment.) and sang along, and it was just... peaceful. Miss you.

Bucky got some free tickets to the B52s next Friday and he works on Friday and Saturday nights, so Adam and I have a hot retro date! Next week is packed to the gills with fun: Sunday-moving, Monday-thespian and mightywombat stay over, Tuesday-juliann and aliandra stay over and baab comes to visit, Friday-B52s, Saturday-Pride and Indigo Girls with doulamel. Don't I feel like the budding socialite. Pop-u-LAR. Or something.

Reading through the last couple of weeks in this journal, it looks like all of my powerful, magical, intense feelings of the winter just disappeared into thin air. I've kept my heart's voice a whisper, only to myself. How limiting. The heart is still screaming, pulsing, and now whining, for the head has told it no. Stupid rationality - I'm such a slave to it.

Adam was talking to Bucky on the phone during his break (he tends bar at the Short North Tavern, I should go harass him sometime) and he kept referring to me as "he" and "him." Was funny. On the way out, he asked me if I wanted some boy-boy love. I guess he forgives me for eating all of his gummi sharks. Mmmm!

For my birthday Rhyse-ikins

Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday to you!
Happy birthday, dear michael622!
Happy birthday to you!

Now we can be the same age until October! YAY!

TWENTY-SIX SMOOCHES FOR YOU!!!

Women in wifebeaters = HAWT

sudrin: "So if you had sex with a precog, would they know beforehand if they were going to get off or not? Would they be able to turn you down based off of one look?"

Yes, we saw Minority Report. It was okay. I also ate at Johnny Rockets and later, El Vaquero with David and doulamel. And then Rita's Italian Ice. Oh yeah, and I got a new television.

Life is good. :)