This Little Piggy Went to the Bar...
Dec. 7th, 2003 05:09 pmI have on my right hand a stamp. The stamp is in black ink, and isn't coming off too easily, but it is fading. The stamp is a little pig. The stamp means something to me, another little rite of passage.
I know that I'm blowing this entirely out of proportion, but if you knew the nervousness I had, the self-doubts and the gas mileage I wasted, you might understand.
I went to a leather bar. Without Chris (
oakleycub). In my hometown.
Friday night I had seen Miami Chris again, taking him out to eat, and then back to my place were we watched movies. Look out folks, he does have an LJ account. Miami Chris is an artist, as well as a computer programmer, and his journal is
dedos.
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I know that I'm blowing this entirely out of proportion, but if you knew the nervousness I had, the self-doubts and the gas mileage I wasted, you might understand.
I went to a leather bar. Without Chris (
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Friday night I had seen Miami Chris again, taking him out to eat, and then back to my place were we watched movies. Look out folks, he does have an LJ account. Miami Chris is an artist, as well as a computer programmer, and his journal is
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