2001-07-13

hung the fuck over and just ate a bagel with creamy cream cheese and a drippy melted ham and cheese croissant... didn't want to get out of bed this morning, mike was warm and soft and naked and erect and WHY COULDNT IT BE SATURDAY DAMMIT????

cried, yesterday, holding him; cried for being mean, and imagining losing him and i held and held and held and cried and he dropped me down and fucked me on the floor of his room.

as it is i have to wait 8 long hungover hours until i can walk into his apartment, tear off my clothes, have sex and then fall into a dreamy like slumber... for the rest of the weekend.

i love i love i love mike regan.