i was thinking and reading and i wonder what you mean when you say you worry about women. i think we all cogitate over sex relationships. between sexes. sex. sexes. but i don't think that necessitates worrying over the other sex. women will survive. like you, my thoughts are disorganized. i'm only looking for further information...
and for a second i thought you meant kate kate. or do you?...
You did not come to watch us play Dnd last night. Which was okay, because I actually had to go to the Joy Castro reading and so I missed much of the session but-- we missed you.
Glad to see you're alive. It's amazing how similar our thoughts are on this topic. I feel slightly different about some stuff, but most of it's on the money for me... grrr... anyways, I'm glad to have you as a friend.
I have to say there's two incredibly fond memories of us, aside from the hanging out over this latest break.
1. Lap dancing for each other.. or just me for you? Or just you for me? Or were you just sitting on my lap in that pic? I dunno, but i remember it was a blast.
2. Smoking Big Dave up. Oh God, fucking hilarious.
3. (ok, so we have lots of great times) Weren't you the 4th one with Dave, Chesla and myself playing Circle of Death until all but one of us lost the battle with the green St. Paddie's beer? Then I did naked things on the street?
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i think we all cogitate over sex relationships. between sexes. sex. sexes. but i don't think that necessitates worrying over the other sex. women will survive.
like you, my thoughts are disorganized. i'm only looking for further information...
and for a second i thought you meant kate kate.
or do you?...
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basically, i wish i could mean kate kate. but sadly, she won't even hold my hand at brokeback mountain.
so it's twoish in the morning and i'm just back from the bar.
i nearly texted your kate to tell her of my love.
further, it's not the other sex that worries me.
it is my relation to the entire other sex that does.
i think i'm buying a shirt that labels me a feminist.
dispite my inherent fear and distrust of labels.
so yes,
that.
emily,
your art, you're art.
i love.
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I have to say there's two incredibly fond memories of us, aside from the hanging out over this latest break.
1. Lap dancing for each other.. or just me for you? Or just you for me? Or were you just sitting on my lap in that pic? I dunno, but i remember it was a blast.
2. Smoking Big Dave up. Oh God, fucking hilarious.
3. (ok, so we have lots of great times) Weren't you the 4th one with Dave, Chesla and myself playing Circle of Death until all but one of us lost the battle with the green St. Paddie's beer? Then I did naked things on the street?
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