3:54 p.m. - Friday, Mar. 11, 2005
When Ends Meet
All is well. We talked, and we're lovely. Friends to the end.
And I talked to the bassplayer also, because I called him to ask him some stuff about an upcoming show of their's, and he seems sound as a pound too. No animosity.
I love it when everything works out! Relief.
I broke it off with the 21 year old. I feel really good about that too, because it was like, the perfect ending at the perfect time, making it sort of the perfect affair.
He said some really sweet things when I ended it too...nice for my ego. It was the perfect combination of someone saying they don't want to lose you, which is always lovely to hear, and like, them also being totally O.K. and understanding of why its ending, and being cool with it.
Now I just have to stop dicking around and do my school shit, and life should be alright. FUCK I want this term to end.
Love you chivvy!
