so much little happened early today that i feared i should have nothing to form an entry of. luckily later events proved that groundless. rendez-voused in bethesda w/ johnny, who claims he’s never missed an entry despite the fact that he never leaves a comment to mark his presence (got to take his word for it, i guess) and nomi [as always between jaunts to various regions — most recently, n’orleans, the slopes, and now, tomorrow, montreal –] and of course lana. ofcourselana is my steadiest companion. the four of us, arrayed in various shades of red, dined at thyme square on gucci salads before drifting over to barnes’ to thumb through ma–ga–zines and drink coffee.
much reminiscing as it natural for highskool circle rejoining; some gossiping; some speculating on the future. nomi gave a new answer to the How Many People sex question. why should the number matter, said she; the point is whether you’re in love. i’d rather still be in love with the same person (and enjoying great sex with him) at 55 than sporadically enjoying same with different partners and eventually settling for someone i’ll no longer be attracted to by the time i’m 45.
intelligent answer. nomi always was the rational one.
on the way home, still buzzing, inspiration struck in the form of my first concrete thought re: kobenhavn: maybe it’ll change me. new cities tend to. they exert different influences and i’m an impressionable person. talking to the barnies later ross gave his blessing to that idea. “change everything about you,” he cheered on, “except the good stuff.”
ahh if only the distinction were that simple in my head. well anyway.
elizabeth has a website! but i can’t tell you what it is unless she says i can. or at least comes up with five good reasons why she’ll expire painfully and dramatically if i do. cross your fingers folks.