October 29, 2003
Good Boy Drought
I spoke to Farmer last night for the first time in a while. It's funny when you're momentarily preoccupied with whatever and people/things that were so prominent fade away with barely a passing thought. That's the way I can be sometimes, believing both "out of sight, out of mind" and "absence makes the heart grow fonder" with different degrees depending on the people. It was a nice hint of the way we used to chat.
It brought to mind two things that have been starting to bug me. I miss having boy friends like Alex, Tino, and P.Diddy because so much of my school time was spent rolling and keeping each other out of trouble. I've been hanging a bit with Hani and Ant and Grandmaster H and Farmer since being back, but the impatience is making me forget that it took years to get things right with the boys. And I hate to say it, but a steady would be nice. It's getting too cold to be going out all the time and I'd like to have someone to bring the option of staying in and chilling out to the table, you know? Having spent the better of a year nurturing that wild oats crop, a kid's ready to settle down. That doesn't always have to be boring…or so I hear. But even boring might be nice about now. Boring still keeps you toasty.
Posted by Candicissima at October 29, 2003 02:45 AM