stolen time in harvard square

[aslant]

a strange loose-limbed and constant unspoken sensation of having sex all weekend (thanks ak) except there is none, none to be found.

elaborate dreams of hospitals and frantic women and katie and flight. will elaborate monday.

& every time the phone rang i thought it was you.

Comments

Re: sulk gub pout mope

[booshtukka.livejournal.com]

welcome to the Papyrus of Iguanadon.
The aim of the game is to find the Papyrus of Iguanadon.

/me picks up papyrus of iguanadon.
/me wins the game.
/me says "woo".

velcro wouldn't let you in though. she doesn't know you. and she doesn't have opposable thumbs.

Re: sulk gub pout mope

[aslant.livejournal.com]

no, she's still in the hallway where i left her this morning. i came by but you'd already left for work. she'll keep me company out there.

Re: sulk gub pout mope

[booshtukka.livejournal.com]

ok. don't let her get outside please. thge drivers are nasty. isn't the kitten lonely by itself? maybe you could stroke it through the letter box for me?

I might disappear in a minute. but I'm only going home.