2003-07-12 11:39 a.m.
KC gave me a cigarette, and told me that it contained one of her dreams. As I smoked it, I would experience the dream. For a while, her dream was almost too much. Then I remembered that this was in fact something I had voluntarily done to myself, and it was all a little better.
We went to Worm Hill. I had a pocketful of sand. It seemed like a good idea at the time.
I also brought my Portable Jaime. A long time ago, I told Jaime that I wanted her with me forever. She gave me a tiny stuffed Simba, and said it was her, in portable form. So, as we were leaving the house, I knew Jaime would have wanted to come along, so I brought her.
Josh had a better way of reaching the Jaime. He had his cellphone. I always forget how amusing her voicemail message is until I hear it. "Hee! Lightning Round! I fucking love that!" Then after she said "beep" I just sort of giggled for a while. She's going to check her messages today, and there will be like five minutes of me laughing. These things happen. And she'll be totally OK with that, because she is after all Jaime.