2005-12-12 - 5:23 p.m.

he's in the other room sleeping.

becuz we stayed up nearly all night.

which was the second night i nearly stayed up all night and i still have yet to crash. burn. feel baked.

this is so strange.

beautiful and strange.

we dip in and out of joy, giggles, talk, sexual play.

he was very demanding of spending time sunday night after we botched plans sat night.

someone in the room got a scosh insecure and couldn't handle that he called me nearly two hours late at a dinnner with females, so i ended up with my crew, staying at busy's. it was ... interesting. not sure what to put here or in the p.

so he came and got me, we went for sushi and just got back into our little bubble that we seems to get into. the whole world just dips in to hand us a drink or something and then we spend the rest of the time lost.

completely fucking lost with eachother.

i enjoy him so much. i keep thinking that i'm too tired, not light enough to hang out, but then we do and it morphs into just this perfect, honest moment. suspended moment.

after we nearly closed the place down, something we do frequently...we went to my place and he said, i'm taking you to mine and driving you home in the morning....