friendship anniversaries: Jul. 22, 2004 (10:12 am)

i remember when i was excited about a man from chicago who sang t.s. eliot poems and then i discovered there were two. and i remember when i used to make myself tea at parties in new england punk houses. when i drove jonathan from silver spring to the party in friendship heights, he read from the book of e.e. cummings poems that's been sitting in the front seat of my car and laughed at all the right parts i never noticed. driving jonathan home from the party, i thought about i hate the feeling of beers in my stomach and how i wish i could get more excited about jonathan because he probably deserves it.

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