It's been an equally wild few days.
Sunday night, after that heartfelt talk with lovingstones, I wound up getting a call on Monday from her asking if there was ANY way I make it back to Hayward that night.
Since as far as I knew Michele was going to be in Alameda, I said sure... but only if I could keep a date with kshandra that I already had made besides, I was holding her sun glasses hostage).
The Koosh and I spent a lovely two snuggly hours together. I re-borrowed her "Barry Ween: Boy Genius" comic collections, and managed too get to hayweird by 8:30.
Well, I can't say too much... just that I'm way too lucky to live at times. Somehow it feels like a lot of stuff is beginning to shift toward a more balanced flow... no, that's too weak a statement. I'm thinking that things could really be cool.
I had a lot more... but I'm so damn tired I can't form sentences.
I just want to yell out an "I love you!" to lovingstones, penguin_goddess and lavendersage... I know this is all scary. Thanks for hanging in there.