2007-12-05
la turbulencia
i guess it was kind of stupid to check my grad school admission status FIRST thing today before attempting to whittle away at the mountain of work to be done...
right now it's "loading" after telling me it has been verified to be incomplete!!! i'll fix it, by god.
so things have been nutty. i'm supposed to be in ca right now, but have delayed until saturday due to a faulty drivers license and extremely poor planning on my part :P
it's been a blessing though: an opportunity to take my time and do it right. also the feeling of having woken up at 7 on a saturday, realizing it's not a school day and turning the alarm off and rolling back over in bed.
the week before the "move" was completely insane and spent juggling my bulging social calendar and forcing all my meager possessions into inadequately small cardboard boxes :( i had one last scooters (including a very hot dd photoshoot and goodbye hug so tender it nearly brought tears), my birthday spa treatment with emily (phefuckingnomenal), goodbye lunch at taco bell with AM and KC (the tears!)
there was a goodbye party at 751, which turned out to be a great success! there was a crust punk show upstairs and a shitty basement crammed with rollergirls and my best friends downstairs. robbie and gavin and kevy boy were the highlights for sure!
the week before was spent in cuba with my dad for the last time. our usual curt rapport was softened by the birds and salty air and by the introduction of young lee and dylan to our cast of characters. barely post-teens, these dudes are so unbelievably cute/hot/mature...i actually ended up feeling a curiously hot mix of protective and turned on by them, especially lee who has already spent 7 months in jail for growing weed. love those boys!
we were all picked up from the airport by their crazy friend who showed up about 2 hours late (3:30am - we spent those hours puffing on cigars outside and feeling cool) and took us to lee's place, then parque chronica where we fucking hotboxed the shit out of the little car and i got so high my legs were twitching out of control.
my hopes of doing it were fulfilled after meeting juancito, the black-as-night kitchen cook who took me to playa coco and made me laugh a ton. he had this sick blue jays hat and treated me good. the sex was good and brought me back to reality. i cried on the bus home seeing such sweetness and wished the tour bus was invisible.
monday night i went to the caddy with joker to have drinks with goldie, laura and cranky that turned into cheese fries and turned into a backseat blanket snuggle turned into joker jewel and i watching revenge of the sith on his new bigscreens.
we ended late and relented to sleeping over pretty quickly. laying there in borrowed pajamas with our bodies pressed together was too much and i gave into the mounting temptation and pleasure very easily. i weighed the decision a bit before surrendering to the over/under pajama touching and had one of the most sensual early mornings of life. i spent yesterday catching little memories of it and feeling all smug and satisfied...now i want more.
so until saturday it's anyones guess.
tinteardrop at 11:13 a.m.