it was fairly painless, all things considered. we met at the diner, he had coffee and i had tea, we compared the punk shows that we've been to, talked about families, and stuff. he reminds me of the guys i used to hang out with in high school. the ones who played magic the gathering in study hall. though he does like allen ginsberg, and he can hold a conversation.
all in all, there were no sparks.
and then i ran into one of those ubiquitous annoying guys-i-used-to-know and had to make introductions and small talk and such. so i was kind of glad to get home and back into the safety of talking to people via keyboard.
i just got the coolest bracelet. it's silver glitter and it says rock star. because i am, you know. and i've had too much caffeine. and there's this little muscle in my right arm that's twitching. i can actually see it jump.
there should eventually be a serious entry. but now is not the time. i think all this week i'm going to close with song lyrics by the weakerthans.
held like water in your shaking hand are all the small defeats a day demands... beatpoetgrrl
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