Tuesday December 13 2011


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In the old bedroom at my parent’s place. We have guests and people walking in and out. An attractive Black/Caucasian girl enters the room—shuts and locks the door. She’s taller than me but very pretty. She takes her clothes off but leaving her underwear on.

Her: “I want to have sex with you...”

I laugh and reply, “You want to have sex with me??”

She’s insistent on doing it up on the top bunk. But our time is cut short...
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I wake up from the dream. I feel Margot still next to me. Feeling somewhat guilty about the dream’s sexual activities that didn’t really happen. She has to be up early for a work thing. I fall back to sleep...

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I’m working at China Wok. Cecily, my boss, for some reason joins me in the car on the 3 deliveries I have to make. As I’m driving around I have a sense of confidence and I’m cracking jokes that keep the spirits high. Our shoulders touch from the gravity of the turns and shifts. At one point I notice our arms interlock—it feels warm and new. On the corner of Birdneck and VB Blvd, we pull into a trailer lot to park the car. It’s understood I have to make the deliveries on foot. I grab the bicycle. She grabs the food. We walk side by side. There’s affection between each other and she seems to be open to it—allowing me to take the reigns.
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Margot returns from her early work meeting to nap with me for a few more hours...

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With Margot in my bed. We’re preparing to have sex with each other. She’s on top of me naked. On the ground I have an array of contraceptives, lubes, and other things of that nature. I rip open a condom. But our time is cut short...
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Waking up just after 1:30 p.m.

Banana. Orange Juice.


Grilled Cheese with Tomato. Potato Chip Trio. Honey Green Tea.

Finishing Werner Herzog’s Cave of Forgotten Dreams (2010).

Darren: “People who say that they’re artsy, that’s code for anime.”

Snagging stuff at the thrift store with Anthony.

Check-up call on my dad—making plans to see him for Christmas...

Dad: “So how’s it going?”

Me: “Life is just moving right along.”

Dad: “Living in the fast lane I guess.”

It’s a brisk cool night. We suit up and head out for basketball on the Friend’s School courts. 3 on 2 action. Anthony and Darren battle against Elliott, Josiah, and myself. A colossal competition but in the end my team wins 6-5.

Noodle Soup with Egg, Green Beans and a Carrot with Ranch.

Hanging out in Darren’s room with Josiah and Elliott watching Inglourious Basterds (2009).

Sharing Chocolate Chip Cookies with Milk.

My head hurts. I took over doing all the dishes that, as usual was stacked to the heavens, cause Lauren left for a few days.



Margot stops by after closing at the bar.

Tea and talks at the card table while Anthony personalizes a school poster on the wall.

Back in my room her and I settle in the bed...


This is becoming quite the norm for her to spend the night. She says she prefers sleeping next to someone (next to me). Things are still calm and also un-sexual.

Watching an episode of How I Met Your Mother (2005).

Sleep 4:40 a.m.

[i] Knee Highs and Hedges. Image source unknown.

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