You should all download this song.

I have this framed photograph of me that Jennifer took in Provincetown. All you can see is my head and part of my arms, but I'm naked in it. (You can't be sure from the photo, but you can probably guess it.) I'm making this elusive face, as if I'm privvy to some cosmic secret, and the end result is that I look very young. The pose, though it was totally natural, is very High Art-esque.

( You can see the photograph here. )

I moved it from my bedroom and placed it atop the entertainment center that Mel gave me. I guess I know I'm not grown up when I got caught up in the thought, "Wonder what Mom would think about /that/?" It's obviously fairly recent, judging by hair length. I imagine her walking in, seeing the photo, and asking, "Who took that?" The thought gives me the snickers big time.

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Coming Home:

One is silver, and the other gold.

You know, it's really really nice getting to know pattisimmons. I had dinner with the Simmonses(eseses) at Pizza House, and then I had a homemade brownie (yay!). I also got to see photos of scottsimmons's boobs. SKORE! I [heart] Patti.

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I can only have these conversations with Jodie:

Jude: The tower. Rapunzel!
Jode: The answer of course is onions
Jude: I hate that Bob Barker.
Jode: YOUR GONNA DIE, CLOWN!
Jude: He wasn't a very good illusionist.

(It's funnier if you share our brain, I swear. You know what you are? You're a bunch of ar-ar-ar-ar-ar-ar-art fags!)

( Aren't we cute? )

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I imagine that someday I will be a parent. Whether I have a coparent or not, I imagine birthday parties, first days of school, milestone after milestone. I wonder if when this happens I will still take paper pictures. I wonder if I will make scrapbooks and journals and home movies. I wonder if I will be one of "those" parents who pulls out pictures of the kids in line at the grocery store.

I imagine the day that I settle down with someone, if that day comes. I imagine the satisfaction I will feel when my parents can use the word "partner." I imagine the excitement of juggling schedules.

Of course, then I remember that I was terrible at that whole "settling down" thing. I flunked Long Term Relationship 101. Oops.

At least I know I can still be a damned good parent. :)