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I went to my ex-boyfriends on Wednesday and ended up staying until Tuesday. We are not back together. But I had fun with him. Also I don't know if I can go to Spain. Now I think I am moving to Buffalo after graduation to stay with my uncle for a while. I have so much stuff I need to work out. I don't know what is happening with me quite yet.

At any rate, on Wednesday night, I went home, late with my exboyfriend. We just went home and had sex and went to sleep mostly. Because it was a long day. But in the morning he was supposed to take me back. But we had a snow day. So we stayed in. We were having fun anyway. That was last Thursday. So we stayed in and slept in, and cooked dinner, and watched movies, and played scrabble. All, good clean fun.

Then on Friday, he was going to take me back, but we got frisky and over slept and he had to pick up his check from work, and ended up not going, and I didn't have any class so I stayed over. And we cooked dinner, and we had drinks, and we went out to a bar, and played pool, and hung out for a bit.

Then on Saturday, he was supposed to bring me back again, but he was going to an engagement party for his friend, and I had been invited before we broke up, and no body knows really that we broke up, and he wanted me to come with him. And I was having fun so I was like cool. So we go to the engagement party for his friend Dan. It is cool. Dan is becoming a rabbi, he's 25, and he's marrying a girl he met at Yeshiva University. So they were all happy. And he gave a good speech for Dan, (he's known him since nursery school). And i'm invited to go with him to the wedding in August in Massachussets. But we will see what happens with that. Anyway, so we had toasts, and toasts, and I drank too much. But I was feeling good. So then we went home. And we made some hot tea, with honey. And did x-rated things with honey and then went upstairs, and got more acquainted with each other than before...(i'm trying to keep it clean). And we layed about and lounged about, and went to sleep and slept too late in the morning. That was Saturday.

So on Sunday he should bring me back. But he convinces me to stay again. I just like spending time with him anyway...and storing up my sexual reserves for Spring Break and beyond. So, it's all good and cool with me.

Monday he brings me back in the afternoon, and he goes to work, and etc. Then he wants me to come back with him after work. HE gets off at 7 and I tell him I need to watch a movie for class, The Commitments, I had an oral report to do on Irish Post-Colonial Literature about the use of blackness. by Roddy Doyle in his novel The Commitments as a model of universal oppression and it's use in his "re-invention" of Irishness. And I had to watch the movie for Tuesday's class. So he said he'd rent it for me, and we could watch it. I'm like "cool" and we go to blockbuster. He wanted to see that movie because he loves things that take place in Ireland, he likes hearing people speak with a brogue and a etc, and he's Irish, so he was into it. I was like hey, whatever. (Cause this is my UNited STates of Whatever!) And so we watched the movie and we slept and then we got up and went to class. Yesterday, was when he brought me back, and I did my presentation, and went to French and we played Scrabble online, and then he took me out to dinner.

Then he came back to my apartment and layed in my bed for a while, without me, and I looked for music on my computer. And he got sleepy and I walked him to the door and told him to drive safe.

And he tells me he loves me.
And I say I love you too.
Then I tell him "how come it takes you so long to realize you are a dick."

And he's like "I don't mind when you insult me cause I know you love me."

And that was our night.

Interesting.
Interesting week.

And it is nice that we are spending time together not hating each other that much.

Dana

I wrote some new poems...but they are experimental.

Glass Vase

Much of what I have done--
I regret--i hate that we
have fallen apart.

First Grade

Your chalk lines are gone
erased by tears and footsteps
the war is now won.

Gray Flannel Suit

you resist it's lures
but deep down inside you know
its what you want most.

Your daddy's shoes

You're growing into
his eyes--his walk--the tension
that lives inside him.

Love such a thing?

i slept in your arms for five days
skin to skin
end to end
full of
nerve endings
limbs bending
tactile sensations
my fingers spider-like
walking across your skin.

Posted by dana at March 12, 2003 12:03 PM