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Make Out Sluts Inc. Dear Gravenor, Somwhere in between an Oasis song and New Order, I made out with Aaron! Strike one more boy off my list, yo. We all met at Sneaks and drank a few pitchers and then headed off to Mod Club. I thought absolutely nothing of the fact that he held doors open for me and paid for the cab down there. Me, Jenn and Karen kept telling him that we were gonna gang-bang him--I mean, what else are you supposed to say to the only guy with a group of hot sluts? And then it happened. We were standing in line to get our coats checked and I complained that my fingers were cold. So, Aaron took my hands and warmed them in his. I thought this was odd but, hey, we'd been friendly acquaintances for over a year so maybe it was nothing. Then we kept holding hands to worm our way through the crowd and suddenly his hands progressed around my waist and then by the end of the night we were eating each other's face off. I couldn't fucking believe it. I took a time-out and requested a Jam song from DJ Mark Holmes--of Platinum Blonde fame. He recognized me from our previous kiss and told me: "You can come up here anytime and I'll play whatever you want, love." Bullshit. He didn't play the Jam. But he did play the new Suede single for me, so I was somewhat pleased about that. Everyone but Karen came with us to get some Amato's pizza. I talked moatly to Mayda, Aaron's Japanese friend, and I really like him. He's interesting and soft-spoken. I want to have an intellectual conversation with him about culture and religion but I'm not sure how I can worm my way into getting that. Aaron offered to walk me home but I told him it was alright--I don't really wanna date him or anything like that. So, anyway...EVERYone hooked up last night. Karen got some dude's digits. Jenn met a high school teacher at HER old highschool. And me and Aaron, well, we just said we'd see each other around. Did I mention that Aaron is Irish? Fuck.
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