the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.
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7:43 p.m. + 2004-10-24 = ramekin-dled.
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he practically marched in through the front door, through the kitchen, hanged that right and into my bedroom.
nice, big hey, how's-it-going? kiss. earnest eyes.
and said, "I want to date you." or maybe it was, "I would like to date you."
either way, i melted. like butter.
[[not like melting butter from icecold state on highheat to the point of frazzled clarification in an early morning panick, more like a few thoughtful tablespoons in a ramekin set over a burning tealight.]]
but instead of actually exhibiting signs of puttydom, saunatempbutter-ity... i said, "well, it's about..." looked at and gave a tap to invisible watch on right wrist.
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tomorrow, i teach him to make a key lime pie by forcing him to do all the work. and then we'll watch zoolander [which he's never seen.]
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comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 0 repercussions thus far
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[prologue] *** [epilogue] ***[plottwist!]
[[erstwhile]] ***** [[forthwith]]
