Hehehe, that title sounds like the intro to a bad kiddie horror flick. It's not. Yesterday I hung out with Jason all day. He is the twin and only other man I have ever lived with on purpose. He is good people. I miss him a lot too. I realized we sorta went through the same thing when he moved to Colorado, and came outta that like champs. So I have a new out look on the Jeremy and me situation. We all need love, and right now Jeremy is catching up on some lost years of sorely needed love. I realized this yesterday when Jason and I spent the day together and all we seemed to keep coming back to was our better halfs. His deano, mine Sandra. We are three people, Jeremy Jason, and myself, that all in all make good people alone, but with the right counterpart, we are even better. At least I am, and Jason is and hopefully Jeremy will find or is finding that as well. Beside the point.
I was a little nervous to hang out with Jason yesterday, but when he got here all was well. We still fit, like an old boot you've forgotten about. It was comforting. Then in true Donna Jason fashion, we started the morning with a glass of red wine, then headed off for a national park. See, he is a bigger lesbian than I am. He showed up in flannel, carrying 3 flaming pins. The boy has taken up fire juggling as a sport. Anyday now I await photos of burnt hair, or fire trucks in the town of aspen. Juggle on my boy, juggle on. After we wondered around lost in the city, mostly due to my lack of interest in the map, we settled on lunch and margaritas. We came home and drank another bottle of wine. Watched the spurs game, talked a lot, then headed out to midnight Harry potter. There we drank more beer. So in conclusion a good friend can get you back into the light, turn your head back around, and help you finish two bottles of wine, some tequila, and multiple beers. i woke up around 1 p.m.
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yeah, it was nice getting out of the house and hanging out with an old friend
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