November 23, 2005

My ride should be here in about 20 minutes

And I'll be stuck at home again for the holidays. And contrary to that poem I wrote last week I already came out, so that has nothing to do with my dread of going home. It looks like again, there'll be a crappy Thanksgiving, with absolutely none of this.
Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.