Later- much. Next day.
Flying Daggers, volleyball game, waiting in snow, High low, didn't change, lunch with Bezoukhoff, flood of texts, two quick glasses at Cheers and a night that bled into 6:00 pm the next day. (It's 6:18 now, to be exact). And Cutting Edge is on TV. Narc is getting ready to go to his improv class (now on Thursdays) and I guess I should go to. We watch too much TV together. I wonder if it makes him think I'm uninteresting.
No sex today. I wonder why about that too. Does it mean I'm uninteresting? Sometimes I'm not sure how to be. And I think I have to meet NV tonight. Kind of want to go back to Cheers in the interim, but have to fix my hair first.
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