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you know the whole point is to be in philly for the game... this is like a super major event here. the eagles haven't been in the superbowl ever ever before... at least not in my lifetime... i think. philly sports fans like to tip over cars and stuff though... and that's when they win. i wanna be here for the spectacle.

I'll find a party. If I don't... I'll MAKE a party. I have that power.

I just read your last several journals, including the florida trip, the crazy prep with the portfolio and Doc's visit to her cousin's. Wow, lots of stuff going on in your life. I can relate to your wondering about school. It's a tissue thin barrier between me and quitting my job at the moment. I almost walked out yesterday. I've been considering going back for a science degree, or possibly taking a refresher writing course and trying to do the freelance thing. Crazy I know.

I think you should go for architecture, especially since you wanted to do it awhile back. Life's too short not to follow up on these things.

As to Doc and children, I've been having the same considerations myself over the past few years. I'm finally settled into not-reproducing mode.

It's strange I was thinking about you guys yesterday, and how I'd been neglecting you, and then you post that lonesome little "hi." Get outta my head, I tell you. I've been really slack on here of late because I've been playing that videogame compulsively.

Well, I gotta go work out. I've gained a lot of weight I can't really afford to have on me. I'm not exercising for cosmo beauty reasons; I'm exercising to prevent myself from having a heart attack.

Heh... nothing turns you off of the possibility of having kids like KIDS.

puffer chicken my second fave too....hehe

glebe nice, growing up in south keys and lincoln heights hahaha

just kidding. not so bad there at all really.

I liked the mom stories.

I'm sorta interested in childrearing in an academic, I've no idea of that world, sorta way. Good luck you two. Have lots of fun making them.

good luck finding gigs!

thanks for the comment! thong removal pic....

I think people go to motels to do things they wouldn't at home. There is anonymity there. Could be role-playing, could be a forbidden relationship.

I was conceived in a motel room.

I don't go to motels to have sex. I don't think I've ever had sex in a motel or hotel... It would make me uncomfortable. Not that I have much sex anyway. I suppose I would have sex in a motel or hotel if that were not the express purpose of being in that place.

Last Friday morning at 7:30am I was asleep in Mark's bed. The night before was Poker night and I won all of everyone's chips by 3:00am, and I was quite tired. I left the game and went to sleep in Mark's room. I woke up several times that morning, but didn't actually get up until near ten o clock. I was in a good, confident mood, though. Perhaps that was partly your vibes coming to me. Mostly, I think it was the good feeling that comes from sleeping next to someone you love.

hummmmmmm

Oh, come on... you have no room to talk. You with the happy lovey shit and all.

I just get worried sometimes that perhaps I'm not capable of maintaining a real relationship. I'd like to have someone there for me. Doesn't everyone want that? Sorry, just Goob bitching.

yes, what Goob says about the happy lovey shit. I miss hearing about you guys.

upheaval, eh? I trust you can both handle it. You seem capable of handling anything.

That's why I've been single for so long. It's hard to find someone who can be close to the edge without going over.

Nice organ!

I love guys. You've gotta be one of the coolest couples I've ever met, easygoing, smart and sweet.

The story about Barb was great. Why is it everytime something moves me or strikes me or smooshes me, or whatever, I think it would make a great short story. *boggles* Less thinking, more short story writing I guess.

awww... Goob is happy for you. That's a good story. It's like that scene in a movie... the music, and the tears... beautiful.

After she says Im never doing that again cause Im never leaving you again.

That is the best possible news.

I like the nudes. I'll have to look again when my headache's subsided. I need to stop staring at this monitor.

I liked the trixel picture in the edith prickley glasses. I put it in my folder. thanks

ps. give Doc a hug from me.

thanks for listening to my songs!

thank you.

39 hours til what? Your woman returns? Hmmm... where will I be in 39 hours? perhaps I will have a woman return to me, too...

Meh. Not likely.

u are a freak. but I read your journal a lot.

xxxx psycho