Just got a membership because, goddamnit, this site looks so interesting.
Sad about the boy I left in Portland, I imagine he's skating around looking determinedly altruistic, playing guitar, dying his hair pink & black, feeding the homeless, doing some wonderful tantric sex thing to someone who's not me. Maybe we'll get back together in the fall, but I think it's my right to let that fall as a dark, spooky spectre upon my very soul. Oooh, goth!
But for now, I'll go back to reading Promethea.
Sad about the boy I left in Portland, I imagine he's skating around looking determinedly altruistic, playing guitar, dying his hair pink & black, feeding the homeless, doing some wonderful tantric sex thing to someone who's not me. Maybe we'll get back together in the fall, but I think it's my right to let that fall as a dark, spooky spectre upon my very soul. Oooh, goth!
But for now, I'll go back to reading Promethea.
[Edited on Jun 15, 2003]