another day in the basement, but it'll probably be my last. for this week at least. interestingly, mid-morning, on one of my runs to the post room, i walked straight into two of the ringleaders of the queer-bashing.
i stopped.
so did they.
none of us said a word. i could see it climbing up their faces, trying to get out and the pain it caused them, stopping it.
we pushed past each other and it was over.
today's playlist was a mixed bag. metgumbnerbone's "ligeliahorn", (obviously!) the ramones' first lp, the velvets' "live 1993" and the körperwelten lp.
tam's been texting me all day. Ms Simone's said something to Stella, who's alluded a tidbit to tam the ham. so, of course, he's in gossip mode!
part of this is him trying to find out about male submission, part of it is just him looking for more "julia roberts" stories. the prurient old bastard!
elaine's texted a couple of times, too. i'm not sure what's going on there.
for a while, i thought she might have found mr right (again!) but that doesn't seem to be it at all. maybe something's going on with her family (again!) i don't have enough information to work out what's made her like this and i have no intention of trying to guess.
Ms Simone's been texting on and off all day, too. following on from last night's phonecall where we looked at "now you are Hers", chapter by chapter.
there's more i agree with than disagree with, both in what the Author writes and what the males write, from their side. i noticed, during the call, we're both looking - where a problem is identified, we each have our own perspective on it.
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