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First of all, it's been a WEIRD but GOOD morning. As I was walking to the bus stop, one of the hookers who was walking her pooch commented, "What a beautiful skirt!" "Thank you" "I love the colors" "Yeah, they're my favorites too, blue and green." Then I get on the bus and who do I see but Ruthie! She was one of my first roommates at Strawberry Creek House (the commune). She's still doing her travelling hippie thang, but it was good to chat a bit and give her a hug goodbye. I get off the bus and get another compliment on my skirt, this time from a young guy in a shirt that said, "One tequila, two tequila, three tequila FLOOR". He seemed really surprised that he complimented me, but it was sincere. THEN this big flatbed truck slows down beside me, and the driver is leaning out and waving and saying something to me. One of the guys in the garage I pass by (to whom I've spoken several times) asks, "Do you know him?" "No." "Well, looks like he wants to hang out with you!" So, flatbed guy pulls over in front of Dwight Way nursery. I can't hear him, but it's obvious he desperately wants to give me a ride wherever it is I'm going. I'm like, "No, I"m almost there, but thanks". He persists, begs, acts cute, making me laugh and just shake my head as I turn the corner onto 9th street. I'm crossing 9th when I see him turn the corner behind me! He follows me along the street, very slowly in this HUGE truck, making the telephone signal with his hands and begging for me to get in his cab and give him my phone number. I'm LAUGHING now, waving at him and pointing to my watch, "I'm late for work". Cars are honking behind him before zooming around dangerously (the flatbed is longer than most semi-trailers). I finally disappear into my building, laughing and hurrying upstairs to tell Christa (the other receptionist). I tell Christa, then check email. I see that Blowfish catalog wants to buy Medea (the middle section of Golden Apples) for $50 or $75 product credit!!! Whoo-hooo! I had given up on them, but now I'll have to send them more stuff (they want short short fiction for their updates). Colin had also written me back. Among other things, he wanted to know more about possesiveness and polyamory (I've been telling him about my relationships). I feel like such a poly crusader these days, very different from last year... I picked a small tomato that was ripe and had it for breakfast this morning - very yummy. There are at LEAST two ripening on the Early Girl right now, so I don't feel guilty. Last night was pleasant. I came home after work and pretty much holed up in my room, putting laundry away and otherwise reclaiming my space. I dressed and went over to Corn & Rebecca's with Mom. Dinner was very yummy (Risotto rice with small tender bits of tofu and other veggies, a zucchini stir-fry, salad, very fine bread and a nectarine tart each for dessert which wasn't too sweet, but delicate and creamy). Rebecca's a professional cook, so this was the first time I actually got to taste her cooking (she normally doesn't like to come home and cook, which is understandable). She's just amazing; I would have asked for the risotto recipe 'cept I suspect it was something she just whipped up from the ingredients she had on hand. We had a good time talking - talked about funereals too much, but oh well. Then Corn brought me home and I FINALLY got some time alone with him. I love the passionate way he kisses me - like he's as hungry as I am. I woke up this morning all sing-songy; Corn puts me in the best mood! I kinda suspect that I'm sorta glowing today, which is why all these strangers on the street are responding to me. Have a good weekend my dears. I'll be in Yosemite with Mom - finally some woods to balance all this city-life! | ||
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