catatonia

My boy is coming up again on Thursday. It'll be great to see him again so soon--only three weeks since last time I saw him, but this is the only weekend that works out for both of us for another...month?

I'm sad, though--my friend's 21st birthday party is this weekend. I thought the party was going to be on campus or within walking distance of campus, but it turns out, it's a sleepover party 20 miles from campus. This means that I have no transportation except the transportation the girl will provide (so I can't invite my boy along) and the party won't return to campus until the next morning (so I can't leave my boy here.) That's so sad. Last year, my friend and I threw her party for her, and my friend's bf and I stripped for it. The stripping was a blast--it looked like (and was!) so much fun that other people who weren't slated to strip (including the birthday girl herself) did so. This year, it won't be debauched like that because it's taking place at her family's home.

Either way...I feel bad, because I promised I'd spend her birthday with her, and now it looks like I won't be able to do so.

There have been some really hot sets lately. That makes me happy.

What else? My literary magazine is nearly at the printer, but it seems to have hit a hundred different snags (some of which are me not doing what I promised to do, though, so I can't really complain). Arg. I need to get that sorted out.

Lots of love