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My first boyfriend had tacked to his ceiling a picture of the band Switchblade Symphony. He was the one who introduced me to them and subsequently got me really into them. I remember when he gave me his copies of Serpentine Gallery and Bread and Jam for Frances. I was elated. He was merely dismissive and said, "I have listened to these too much." I think he was going to try to sell them at the local used music store until I saw them sitting in the pile on the corner of his dresser. He kept the picture tacked to his ceiling though. For the entire length of time that I knew him that photograph had never come down. The picture, which was a concert poster from when he had seen them, was strategically placed above his uncomfortable twin sized bed. The girls of the band stood out against the bland color of the paint. Josh's walls were off white and the ceiling itself was pure white. The wild haired girls with the smudgy goth make up stood out like a beautiful sore thumb.

I remember I would lay there when we were fucking and I would stare at the picture. My eyes would first focus on their eyes in the paper and then would trail down to the cleavage one of the girls was sporting. Her breast looked supple yet firm in the picture, almost plastic like a doll. But I liked it. I liked looking up while we were doing it missionary style and seeing those two lovely women. I would coyly fantasize about them while my boyfriend and I awkwardly got it on. It was awkward because we were both highly inexperienced virgins before we got together. Neither one of us had done anything more than get to second base. Now, before you all get warm and fuzzy feelings thinking of two teenage virgins I must inform you that at the time Josh was 20. I liked the fact that we were both virgins though. I hate to use the cliche, but it really did make it seem special. We were both bisexual too. Perhaps he knew that I got a kick out of the women on his ceiling.

It's really small, but this is the picture that was on the concert poster.


I am listening to Switchblade Symphony right now. I know, I know. I should have left goth in the nineties, but I just can't help myself.

And now I must confess something completely off topic. I am an addict. My addiction? Seltzer water. Does anyone know if drinking a shit ton of seltzer water every day has any adverse effect on the body? Because I really OD on the bubbly water.