*blank stare*
2001-11-18 03:33:48 (UTC)

My Kissy is Coming Back to Me!

Right now I am feeling relatively certain of 2 things:
1) I am seriously psychic, and 2) I AM SO EXTREMELY HAPPY!!
Kissy is coming back near the end of December! Oh finally,
after what seems to be forever to me, I get to see my
beloved Kissy. I just recieved a long-awaited letter from
him upon returning home from Mike's today (more on that
later) and it was dated 10/21... letters never take that
long to get here from Texas. Then I noticed in the top
corner of a page there was a side note from him saying the
reason it took him so long to send the letter was because
he was awaiting news on a possible visit... and it took him
awhile to manage the arrangements. From what he wrote, he
feels exactly the same way I do (no surprise) in that we
HAVE to see each other. If he has to walk from Texas and I
have to walk from NH so we can meet in the middle
somewhere... that is what we'll do. But I guess we'll do
things the easy way and he can just fly here. ;)
Ok, some of stuff I will write about Mike's party will
tie in to the Kissy thing, so don't get confused.
Last night was Mike's Death Kegger... included in the fun
times was Mike (duh), Jake, Frances, Maria, Steph, Kat,
Julia (Jake's girlfriend), my other friend Mike (Stevens),
and Jason and Jason, also known as Norty and Picard. Well I
don't know if it was just from being tired or what (10 hrs
sleep in 5 days will run ya down a bit), but after like 3
bottles, I felt like I was going to fucking die. Not
joking. And from the way I felt, death would have been
welcome... my head was spinning, my vision blurry, my
stomach painful, my body tingling and cold, and my mind
feeling detached from my body. I don't think I was drunk,
cause I have NEVER felt like that before, and I have drunk
way more than that before as well. I remember people
talking to me a little while I was lying on the couch, eyes
half open, trying to stay awake, and that's about all. I
woke up at 7 this morning in Mike's sister Hannah's bed,
having no clue where I was or how the hell I got there. I
was told that the Jasons carried me in...um...ok. I think I
recall someone talking to me while I was lying in there,
but I have no idea who it was or what was said. Hope I
didn't incriminate myself or something...
Jake got screwed out of a fun night... he went blind in
one eye, got a migraine, and puked before he even drank
anything, and ended up with Julia on Mike's bed for most of
the night. Mike Stevens ended up unconsious in the
bathroom. Norty made Kat cry by making a comment about her
and Mike kissing, and I think Steph cried for some reason
or another as well. I can't even begin to fathom what
happened after I passed out. Apparently Norty, Frances and
Julia are the only ones who didn't somehow fuck things
over,get fucked over, or just plain fuck. (Don't ask, cause
I won't tell you.) It was fun before I ended up half-dead,
though... laughing and being drunk and stupid and just
enjoying ourselves, although for a lot of the time even
then I was on the couch, reading and listening to Les
Miserables. While doing that, I was thinking of Kissy, I
don't really know why. He has been in my thoughts
constantly lately, and for some reason while I was at
Mike's he just wouldn't leave my head, both last night and
this morning. Then I get home directly from Mike's and
there's his letter saying he is coming.
Finally, finally... I will again get to see my Kissy, and
hear, hold, feel, be with, and talk to him. I can't
wait... in not too much longer of a while, I'll be in his
arms again... one of the best places to be.

Current Music: The sound of my cat Ziggy licking himself,
over On My Own, from Les Miserables.

And now I'm all alone again, nowhere to turn
No one to go to
Without a home without a friend without a face
To say hello to
But now the night is near, and I can make believe
He's here
Sometimes i walk alone at night
When everybody else is sleeping
I think of him and then I'm happy with
The company I'm keeping
The city goes to bed
And I can live inside my head...
On my own, pretending he's beside me
All alone, I walk with him till morning
Without him, I feel his arms around me
And when I lose my way I close my eyes
And he has found me...