J. Beaman - The Magazine

So I went out (made out) with a girl last night in Oakland. In the back row of the balcony of a movie theater. She lives in Walnut Creek which is weird and unfortunate but also good because that’s what I’ll call her. Walnut Creek. It’s a good name for a girl.

Dan called one of his ex-girlfriends ‘the lying whore’ because she claimed she had been tested for the bug and hadn’t. Matt is also into naming women. Croxanne the Asian Sensation, The Bisexual Bobcat, La Diabla, Boobs. For me it’s just Walnut Creek.

Walnut Creek has some kind of the best eyes ever. And is a smirker, a cute face maker and has some fine boobs. Although she wouldn’t let me touch them. Which is smart. So, she’s smart, too. But I did massage her feet in the movie theater though (when we weren’t busy making out) and that was a first for both of us. I can’t believe I haven’t ever done that. I love the movies and I love feet.

I promised I would write about Diana, too but I’m running late. I’ll be brief.

Diana is a powerful, sexy, talented, smart, funny, charming and a mess. Which is so perfect and great but I think, right now, she may be just a little too much of a mess. Or maybe not quite enough. Whatever. I hope I get to spend some time with her before she leaves (a month) because it’s better being around her than not.