open mike night in a frat bar sent us screaming to our favorite cozy bar. and it was so cool. four of my favorite people here. really. one of them being my film maker. but i was really sick. tummy. runs. badly. and ted took care of me. and told me i should live with him until i find a place. *sigh* and he sat down on the couch with me until i forgot i was so sick. yeah...sick...boy...blink...sigh...and a had his guitar and t played some lou reed for us. and it was beautiful. and he was beautiful. boysick, solar.

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