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Saturday, January 11th, 2003 10:21 pm
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I threw him out Thursday evening. It broke my heart to do it. I left to go cry on a shoulder.



He was still here when I got home 3 hours later. I put on A Silver Mount Zion and refused to speak.
We've been huddled in bed crying since then. Trying to figure out what to do.

Called in "bike" to work. Like "sick" except I need to bike now, can't work. Went biking with [livejournal.com profile] randomdreams, it sorta helped. Borrowed his digital camera with the instructions that he doesn't want to see the results. I took it to the Triangle, the art bus and in numerous bathrooms..... BWAHA HA HA HA!!!!!
The Art bus was fantastic. Bill Amundsen is ridiculous.


Still crying. We hadn't really moved. Except at 10 pm I told him to walk to the video store to get me some Japanese porn.

He might not come bac

Date: 2003-01-11 09:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] randomdreams.livejournal.com
I'm very sorry and wish I could help more.

Date: 2003-01-11 10:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] manintheboat.livejournal.com
ok, I fixed that entry, it stil spelled "back" wrong and missed that period. Craptacular.


You could have hit him with the bottle.

:)

BTW: I hit him pretty hard a few times this morning with a metal reinforced leather paddle. He liked it though....

Date: 2003-01-11 11:37 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] randomdreams.livejournal.com
Yeah, see, that's the feeling I got. He wanted to be hit because it's funny, AND he wanted to be hit because secretly he enjoys it.

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