Don’t suppose it would be cool if we hung out.


Knots like riding a bicycle. Music louder than necessary, sitting in a drift of letters, this apartment doesn’t feel like home. To be fair, neither does his, though I almost lived there once. I can’t manage to properly wake up. A framed moment of the sound of how he moves in his sleep. My hands smell like boy and soap. My clothing slept on his floor. Contact points. A brief repair of desire. Nothing’s changed (except that I’m better at this than I used to be). We still love each other. We’re still unlikely to call.

Film 1.

I got my kittens yesterday. Two sweet black females, two months old. Tanith is fluffy as all hell and curious as an antique shipwreck, and the other one, whom I haven’t named yet, is sleeker, with eyes that look like they belong to a fantasy painting. I’m addicted, but they have to live at Andrew‘s until I get the theatre, as my roommate is allergic.

It’s Media Monday there tonight. You’re invited. How The Grinch Stole Christmas, show up any time after 6:00pm, movie starts at 8:00pm. at 13th & Clark (5 blocks from Broadway & Commercial). Call 778-229-0942 for directions if needed. I’ll be there, visiting my kittens.

Film 2.

My darling Mishka is in town for a concert – this poster here on the right – Bryan’s Plastic Acid Rock Orchestra. My comps are for Tuesday, anyone want to come? Beth is in it too. The band played Vancouver in May too, but I missed it. A farcical error – it was near my birthday, part of the gig was dedicated to that, so everyone involved assumed that obviously I’d already been invited. Whoops. I love that girl.

Eight years later and Bryan’s kept the name. (Makes me feel almost loved, that does, excepting that I know him too well). Our original incarnation was named Acid Reign, which is what we thought might be kind of cool when we were fourteen. Thankfully, we’ve recovered. Or at least, Marissa and I have. We’ve all known each other since I was ten. I was the girl that moved in next door. They were playing with garbage can lids in the back when I found them. She was sitting on one end and he was jumping onto the other, launching her into the air. It looked fun, I said hello.

Film 3.