Tuesday, October 03, 2006
jetting
just two shots of (unwilling) absinthe on the night before his flight and some 10 pounds of unpacked luggage, unsettled furniture; undecidedly abandoned at unassuming corners of the apartment.his company lasted through those chilly, abbreviated early days of winter; where nightfall descends almost after noon. and now he's leaving before the sunshine state's glorious summer days.
today, i took my last ride on quentin's skyline and my last bite on quentin's rosemary herbed omlette.
today, i bought my first bikini after bikinification.
which is oddly untimely, for all the girth accumulated during quentin's reign over the kitchen and the intention to ditch the girth before parading in surfer's, is oddly timely in the wake of his abrupt decision to leave.
and this is only the prelude.
fuck at 11:38 PM