2004-06-21 - 7:34 p.m.

AM's been riding his bike all the way up to my house to see how long it would take him to do it. Following shortcuts and with the wind on his side, he can clock in at half an hour. "We should capitalize on this..." he would muse. Around 530am he would ride up to my house every day during his week long vacation. When he arrived at my house, he'd say my name and then ride back home.

At breakfast this morning, we sat at a booth that forced us to sit next to each other. As we talked, I stroked his arm. His skin is as soft as mine. "I like this booth.", he said as we got up to leave.

He made me lunch today, concerned that I don't eat enough good food, since I don't cook. I reassured him that I've been eating raw carrots when I get home. That's pretty healthy.

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