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“ This Too, Shall Pass ”

Wednesday, June 09, 2010 | 9:03 pm

but life has been decently nice, the weather has been kind, and i have been smelling nice throughout. working with lover is a blessing, although he practices his lines in his head over, and over, and over again trying to say he can't send me home in the most nice, adequate of ways possible, my uptight posture will bite his intentions dead. i'm tired, he's tired. i'm hungry, he's famished..

but this boy is such a blessing. after work, he bought me tickets for SATC2 at 9:30pm and we cuddled under my ikea blanket. he piggy-backed me home and ate pringles and a huge cup of ice lemon tea.

this time, i'll compromise.