March 22nd, 2004


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i took antonio to my sunday dnd game today. the principals are: mike, who is the dungeon master, a polyamorist geek, gerd, who plays too many clerics & confuses me thus, scott, who runs the other bi-weekly game & currenly plays a paladin, & damon, who i don't really know & who plays a wwf gladiator style character. i'm playing the tiefling psion who's occasionally refered to as "skrim X" in as i'm intrested in opposing the racisim of everybody towards the planetouched.

while antonio was out getting beer from the deli, jenny totally molested me.
  • Current Mood
    a little drunk!

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just a fumbling, distracted morning. the perdition of my heart is quelled at the moment- those hurricane waking dreams of an insectile heaven are quiescent, slumbering fitfully. disguised as the assumptions of a lunatic boy. the biology of mordicai is subsequently in decent form; as above, so below. so whats with all the darting glances & paranoid pauses to listen to the roar of airplane engines overhead? the end is nigh, the end if fucking nigh. oh i'm ever the optimist.
  • Current Music
    crown me king- the fisher king of kings county