amber and jason arrived tonight from portland. i haven’t seen amber in years. my favorite memory with her is the time she and terri came for halloween, and they built an obstacle course in our hallway and were sliding through them with helmets on. that, and watching drag queens (including one dressed like cruella deville from 101 dalmations) race down the street in high heels in a west hollywood tradition.
we talked about our friend who was the greatest free spirit i’d ever met, who suddenly turned around, got married to his ex-girlfriend he had just months before called a “cunt face,” joined the marines and went off to war. sometimes i wonder if he basically committed suicide of the spirit.
some say the soul departs long before the body hits the ground.
i believe it.
i told them i’d been on a writing spree.
told them about the 6 lbs. that came mysteriously and disappeared
asked them how much newborn babies weigh
asked them if they thought i’d had a baby but just didn’t realize it.
we drank scotch. so we could feel like men.
then we got in our pajamas and went to bed.