pillango

well. i don't know the details about my upcoming adventure in gay paris, err.. in france. i will let you know as soon as i find out! i've been feeling ECSTATIC. i was too shocked to even ask. hah. the day i first heard the good news was the first day i didn't feel like a number at york. and that is huge.

i just realized that in this craziness, i have neglected to mention other interesting parts of my life. well, just one other interesting thing, really.

i had the good fortune of meeting Gardimus last friday. yes, i am name dropping because i'm like that. anyway. he was not as snobby as online, which was a relief. heh.

then on monday, i attended an erotic short story/poetry reading that the afore-mentioned young man organized with his friends. i was invited, and a ride was arranged. and i was surprised that people are still nice. because, you see, i haven't really been the most social of butterflies (and clearly i AM a butterfly, i mean my name means 'butterfly' and stuff), so i have forgotten how gratifying it is to make new friends. to actually talk to people who share your interests is such a validation of your passions. i loved the night. i even read a poem. here it is:

this is imperfect
teeth against yours
lip skratched
hand brushing breast
clumsy unsatisfied,
firmer touch that
desire leads astray
this is what creates
our universe
and destroys 'mine'
this is the L of love

lips apart
sound repeated
Oh Oh Oh
and at this stop
you can't
stop
when sound expresses
thought desire need
it is all that is necessary-
the OH of love

after time
attention is demanded
that when you
touch
and when you
kiss
when you move
and crash into
walls deep inside me
i will respond
open wider
inhaling you
bit
by
bit
you are trapped
inside my body
inside the V of love

and then your grip
slips
and your love spills
on my sheets
and we dissolve
no longer codependent
on the united
and a distant
thoughtless caress
will be my reward
the pain stings
thighs aching
the end
the E of love
is written on my body

anyway. it isn't all that great, but i wrote it on the spot, so whatever. i moaned the "Oh"s into the mike. and that was kind of fun.

so yes.. i had fun. and it was worth staying up 30 hours for.

tonight, i might go to hamilton to see stars again! i was going to go out, but i'd rather go see them again. plus i'd get a ride to guelph and i need to go as i have a doctor's appointment at 10 am. i don't want to be hung over.

yet, i do hope to see HugsyGirl and scandaleux soon. the modclub is fun! next time? when i don't have crazy early appointment with strange doctor who humms while performing a pap-smear?

and finally, i uploaded some pictures from the metric show on the 21st. they suck. most are of emily . the others just didn't turn out. well, they were even worse than these.

here's one that is bearable.



fuck this is a long entry. there will be a quiz on it later, so i hope you bastards read it.