saturday dad and i put the piano in my room, and bekki came. i showed her around st. bernard. we came down to the buzz around six: taylor, sean, and erin were there. saw adam briefly, too. taylor told bekki stories about her exceptional luck (good or bad). we left the buzz and took the long way to the university, to dad's office to call home. about nine. we watched moulin rouge with my sister when we got back. i had a six pack of weidemann, we went out back to the third garage, and drank it. mom came out around 2:30 walking the dog. disaster was averted. back to my room (drunk) where we listened to simon and garfunkel and lou reed, and we watched each other and wrote. what i wrote will soon be published. and then i lay down on the bed with bekki(my mom had changed my sheets to flower/butterfly print for bekki), she talked to me, and i told her something i should have told her a long time ago, that she's beautiful. i wrote some more. put on jeff buckley, and we had sex. drawn out and orange. we lay together for a long time after that, but i had to go downstairs to sleep. the parentals. four am, by then.



and then sunday, around noon, i was awake. i made pancakes for olivia and bekki and myself, with some batter i'd made friday. bekki and i went to the riverfront (caught the bus), pretended to be french tourists; holding hands and rambling. we saw a fish get caught, and i confused a panhandler greatly by saying to him "je ne pas parles l'anglais." went to a brueggers bagels, met a guy who's new there, he's from chicago. we returned and lolled about with olivia. callie came (after calls) to get bekki around 8 pm, brought lacey with her. bekki and callie were kind of tense, but it was ok. we went to Cody's cafe for the open mic, i was gonna do some songs. my guitar playing was good, but my singing sucked. however, the mic was broken and didn't get replaced till after i'd finished my set. so no one heard my bad singing. erin just randomly stopped by, which was good. she moved to toledo and i never see her anymore. i was complimented on my guitarwork. bekki left soon after, she was trying hard not to cry, and i was sad. she's so great. bekki's leaving for college in florida, see, so i'm not going to see her very much anymore. i hung around with erin and brad until 11 or so, and called home. i slept for 16 hours last night, and here i am. i'm not sure what's going on, i need to think.