I went home to DC for Thanksgiving. After having a very nice dinner with 14 members or my family I met up with my ex-girlfriend Abby. We broke up in like 2001 and I haven’t been in a real relationship since. She is pretty much the only person I have ever loved… maybe. I am not sure. I’ve told two other people I loved them, but it wasn’t the same as with Abby. Anyway, I had not seen her in a really long time. We went to the Black Cat in DC and ran into one of her friends who was with this girl who may or may not have stolen my wallet in 2001. She said she didn’t, but she also called me a sleaze bag so who knows. Actually I am sure she didn’t actually steal it and I am pretty sure I don’t care anymore. She had a friend with her who lives in NYC and we have a lot of mutual friends. She had no idea what my site was though. Hmm…

Then they convinced me to go to some Goth night which I thought would be something good to photograph, but I was very wrong. It was dead and boring, but I talked to this nightlife photographer who had been taking photos at goth parties for at least a decade. I was pretty annoyed with the whole thing, but Abby made it up to me. When I was in high school I had 5 sexual goals. I don’t remember three of them, but I am sure they were pretty tame. I know one of them was having a three some. Anyway I had done them all except one. That was to spend the night with someone in the Americana Motel/Hotel. One of their signs says Motel, one says Hotel, and it is actually both. Half the rooms are inside and half are outside. It is a very weird pace. It had all these listings for churches and looks like something out of a horror movie. It is so creepy. They even carry the Washington Times. Anyway, Abby paid for a room for us. It was sweet. I stayed up watching horrible TV while she slept and it was freezing and then I took her to McDonald’s for McGriddles in the morning. So romantic. Anyway. That is that. Look at the photos I guess.

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