Monday, September 30, 2002
Round Eleven
Came home from Folsom St Fair this afternoon for a few minutes before dinner with the Studly Couple, and checked my email. There was one from my father, one that I only scanned briefly before closing it and saving it for later. There were a couple of sentences that bore a hole into my stomach and messed with my insides, kept me anxious, on-edge for the rest of the night.
There was one moment, however, that helped. I was scanning my usual blog roll and came across James’ entry from a couple of days ago, and his compliment blew me away.
I’m not above flattery, if anything I just want to return it a thousand fold. Which means, of course, he’s this week’s Love Bomb target. I know you’ll take me up on it and fire away. So many of us have been on the receiving end of his love missions, let’s give it back, give it away.
