ate a good homemade meal, waiting for eric to come home.
he builds a terrarium out of old windows for the weekend. i get up for seconds..
tonight i'm annoyed suddenly by triteness, and people in general.
i get up and drizzle some truffle oil over my salad for kicks. which reminds me - of course - of aaron.
his birthday is tomorrow! we met, and then met again several years later. comparing the two times we knew each other and were friends is like comparing your life before and after puberty...or before you knew what irony was. something like that..
aaron likes green and gold together, and big jewelry. he likes to be comfortable and talk about deep shit or whatever. he likes me, and i feel very very very lucky for that. he's also a fantastic dancer. and a reasonable cook. and he's moving back to ny so that he can keep company with eric and me again. isn't that great news?! no, it's not, because i just made that up. so it's no news.