2 Dec 02:
  I remember your hands calming me, your eyes inviting me in, your smile coaxing me out.  Drenched in a misty blanket of sandalwood, we sat in the shade and talked of life and love.  You offered your last gulp of water and I wondered if things would be different if I wasn't already heartbroken.
29 Nov 02:
  My sweet Lord.  Rest easy George.
3 Dec 02:
  Is this clarity?  Or is it apathy?
30 Nov 02:
  Rat balls.  Bigger than you think.
4 Dec 02:
  I remember beautifully shallow couples in love, the stench of hot money, groping cowards on the subway, legwarmers and stilettos, ramen with pseudo-celebrities and poser breakdancers. Kicked out of our love-hotel, we wandered the streets and finally stumbled upon our wildly extravagant staircase to nowhere.  I miss Tokyo and I miss you, Ta-chan.
5 Dec 02:
  Laura.  Where did you come from?  What do you already know?  What can I learn from you?  You are light and love.  Love, love, love.  Laura.
8 Dec 02:
  Weird night.  Hello new guy.  Hello old guy.  Um, seeyoulater stalker guy.  You give me the creepsies.
  (ps  It's not that we stopped and then you started with another.  That's life.  It's all your inarticulate articulation and pyscho-babble bullshit that gets me down, Lame-O. You should find some balls in that shaved scrotum of yours and speak the truth.)
                   And now, back to our regularly scheduled joy and happiness!
10 Dec 02:
  Aitai kimochi ga go away. 
11 Dec 02:
    This whole skating rink is for me?!?
"Yes, Princess Krispy.  It's all for you."
   Yippee!
13 Dec 02:
    I remember I'm sorry the harsh chill of the hotel air conditioner I'm sorry and the distant smell of the pool.  You crawled into my arms I'm sorry and sobbed out all the hurt I'm sorry you'd been living for a thousand days. I kissed your tears away and promised myself I'm sorry I'd never taste salt like that again. 
  Then it was my turn and I was coming and crying and I couldn't understand how you could make me feel so good and so bad all at once and I asked you how I would live without you and you choked on your answer and held me but you never did tell me.  I'm still waiting.  How?
20 Dec 02:
  No more students!  No more books!  No more students' dirty looks!
25 Dec 02:
  Merry Christmas! What did we do before we had a baby in the family?
30 Dec 02:
  Ten years ago tonight, our eyes met, our souls collided, and life began.  A decade later, we're bewildered and betrayed, torn and so weary.  How did things go wrong?  How do we know this is right?
  I love you.  I thank you.  I release you. 
It is time?  Can you do the same for me?
                                   ...every thought, every step, every breath...
 
 
2 Jan 2003!
  These last few days have put a jaunty swing in my step and a satisfied smirk on my mug.  I know this isn't your style (you're doing well!), which makes me appreciate our time together even more.  With the scent of your Christmas tree tickling my nose, finally, finally, I sleep.
  Thank you, old friend, for new memories.
I'm tired.  Take me home.