2009-10-02
santa cruz
gawd, i am not living up to my hopes of daily writing, this is for sure.
mmm my hair smells like campfire. those are my favorite smells and tastes: campfire, toasted marshmallow, sunset blush franzia. gleuuush...hahaha. omg i think i just remembered part of my dream last night which involved talking to a ucsc student who had seriously chosen the name glirk for something academically important. hahahahahaha!
had some steamy crazy bathroom sex with zack on monday. a tad awkward with jackie in their shared bedroom on the other side of the wall, but maybe even hotter as a result? he was really apologetic: i haven't had sex in a loong time. so hott. its weird, i don't feel all passionate around him and i can never completely relax, but we are very compatible and our shit is sensual as fuck. good kissing. real good.
i've been thinking about jackie since i've been reading parrotfish, this novel about an ftm transgendered kid in high school. i picture the character looking like jackie. the book is really absorbing and well written, but so far a little bit fairytaleish. much as i would like to i'm finding it hard to believe that so many credible allies would emerge from the woodwork. maybe not, we will see where it goes.
my leopard towel is lazily swaying on the porch line with the bright baby blue sky as background with the sea breeze stirring the air in cool, salty bursts. flies hover schizophrenically around the invisible track at the center of the room and the day is beautiful.
also ordered a wetsuit, got an a on my paper and got the little indian lisa simpson cell phone charm i wanted so badly from days on my first try! what the fuck else was i just about to write? so important that i was going to edit the entry to include it? aha! i got crafting in boggle! AWESOME!
tinteardrop at 11:17 a.m.