Sunday April 22 2012


Getting out of bed around 11:30 a.m.

Bosc Pear. OJ.

All day shift at China Wok.

The rain is relentless today. I can’t remember the last time we got a good waterfall in Virginia Beach. It’s fresh and purifies my dried up insides and outsides – the drought is over.

Snapping the peas at work.

Egg. Peanut Butter Sandwich. Potato Chip Trio. Honey Oolong Tea.

With the rain comes the rise in people’s appetite for Chinese food. The orders get called in right and left.


I’m thoroughly preoccupied. Even still, Margot visits and rides around with me on a run.

Chocolate Crème Cookies.

Later, I’m conversing with Stephanie via text. She’s going through a distressing family-related situation that’s caused her to be away from her house the past few days. I pick her up from Marko’s house. While I hectically delivery orders, we talk about our worries. Her and I haven’t really hung out in a while, not to mention nor have The Vaginasaurs. She smokes a cigarette with the window cracked.


I just finished delivering an order on the 400 block of 24th street and my car starts to putter. I feel a sense of doom and regret because I knew the fuel tank was low earlier and now I’m stranded without gas.

Me: “Fuck! I can’t believe this! I’m usually really good about this.”

I try calling a few people I know are in the area – no luck. My only choice is to run in the rain to the closest gas station. I leave Stephanie to stay with the car. The wind is fierce and the water stings my eyes. After about five blocks I reach the Shell station but they have no gas container to borrow. Nicole phones me back and heeds the call. Her and Dan roll up and save the day.

Me: “Thanks so much. You’re a life saver. I owe you Chinese food.”    

The night continues. 10, 20, 30 minutes go by. Then an hour and I’m free. It’s been a profitable day.

With dinner in hand I meet up with Margot at her place.

Spring Rolls. Vegetable Lo Mein. Sparkling Raspberry Lemonade.

She was already in the middle of watching Free Willy (1993) so we continue watching the classic family film while we snuggle and act sweet on the couch.


Me: “Mm. I adore you.”

Her: “You’re being silly.”

Me: “You mistake my silliness for genuine adoration.”


Willy the orca whale makes the awesome jump over the rocks and the credits roll...

Me: “Well. Now that that willy is free...time to free another willy,” a comical sexual invitation.

She giggles in response.



Making love in the bedroom. Kissing. The kissing. I live for the kissing. The scented candle is lit painting the shadow of her curvy body on the wall as she straddles me. I love this love that I’m in love with. She turns over and I take the reigns while she responds with feel-good moans.


Good night, baby.

Back home. Settling down.

3 a.m. sleep.

[i] Jillian Tamaki.

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