tonight i went to the club, and ran into a guy i was in love with for years. he moved to n.o. 5 years ago so i don't see him much, and might never see him again.
pretty much over him, although was thinking about him earlier this week, about a time he danced for me at another club
he was with some guy. he tried to pick up one of the cute dancers - it almost worked, real chemistry i thought.
the thing about lawrence is, sometimes i get so riled up seeing him that i'll go home with the first guy who asks me. that didn't happen tonight. well, nobody asked me.
he kissed me on the lips for the first time, although it was more a kiss-off than any passion. but a nice solid hug.
not sure whether to be happy or sad about all this
