yeah, you girls can definetly be a pain in the bum too. but it's all worth it in the end, in my opinion.
and the week had it's ups and downs. confusion and drama involving the ever-wonderful ex and the crush... hurt feelings, old feelings, etc... but things seem to have been worked out pretty well
RE: "so you're a stalker, huh? if I see you around christmas island, I'm telling."
Before you reject having me be your stalker, consider the benefits:
1) I've worked several jobs in the janitorial arts and have a pretty fair idea of what's living in your garbage can besides garbage, so the only way you'll ever see me rooting around in your dumpster is if you ask me to try and find a ring you may have lost ... and you buy me a hazmat suit;
2) I've got some muscular pain troubles in my back, so there's no way I'm going to camp out in the tree across the street and spy on you all night long;
3) I've got a bad knee, so if you ever have to whack me with something and then run to get away, a la Jamie Lee Curtis in Blue Steel, you're definitely going to be able to outrun me; and
4) I really don't care to travel much, so rather than hang around Christmas Island and make creepy phone calls wherein I tell you how much I enjoyed seeing you at the various places you were during the day, I'd much rather just mail you the occasional postcard that reads something like: "I know where you were last night, you dirty girl: North America!"
So if you're really dying for some creepy attention from a guy you don't know, I'm probably not the stalker for you, but if you prefer a more low key stalking, I may be your man.
school girl... girl you are gorgeous. If you were here in SF I would make sure you had all the lovin' you need. (with your extreme sense of approvial, of course)
Sadly, I haven't written a non-naughty story since that one.
It's just something in my mind ... wants to keep that special moment alive and I worry that something else I write won't live up to the expectations I've put on myself.
But you're right ... I should consider her as a muse rather than a closed door on my creativity.
ive been intercepting the mail since tuesday so theres no way he could get it, assuming that you sent them out from christmas island on monday right? unless you sent it out sunday somehow...or something...
well i figured if it was a nudie he wouldnt say anything and keep it for himself
sorry i didnt tell you about that though...my bad...
Your card will be in the mail later in the week.