With A Little Help From My Friend

A while back, I asked a (male) friend of mine if he'd be willing to offer me a bit of help writing the guitar parts for Sometimes The Angels. At the time I was feeling a pressing need to have the song completed by November so that I could give it to Michael. That is no longer an issue. I guess that I can take my time and do it all myself.

The thing is that I only asked this guy to help me as a way to get into his bed. I still want to do that. We spoke today, and he wants to know when we're going to get together to work on the song. I wonder if I should throw something else together quickly, or maybe I should just let him offer his aid on Baby Blue Eyes...

I really want Michael's song to be completely my work at this point.

This whole sulking thing and all that caused it has gotta end some day. Michael WILL come to Pittsburgh...EVENTUALLY!

But, hey, I've got needs, and my friend is just the one to take care of them. He knows who I am and what I'm about. But can our friendsip remain intact if I go to bed with him? I don't want that to change. I don't want a committed relationship. I've had my fill of those. In short, I'm scared.

Oh, hell! I'm throwing "Rudolf" in my car tommorrow and stopping by his place after work (if all goes well). Wish me luck!

Wait, I am mistaken. There is ONE committed relationship that I would accept. That would be if it were with Michael Schenker. But at this point in time, even the possibility of a one night stand with him is but a remote possibility...

But I've gotta say it to him again, anyway...

Michael,



Damn, I'm one fucked-up piece of work. In love with one man that I can't have, and contemplating hopping into bed with a good friend...