Am I officially engaged? Donna took me a movie and lunch, hand in hand through more of Cambridge

Its becoming a summer where Donna and I are walking hand in hand through new sections of the same old Cambridge everyday. Last night we walked through a section well known to both of us. Today through a side street near MIT that I hadn't really seen before and then down Massachusetts Avenue.
She took me to the film Beginners at the same theater where we saw Tree Of Life together. The trailers reminded me to look for Fassbinder, but is it possible he's made a new film? It was a film I enjoyed more than I thought I would and one that you could double feature with Tree of Life, but not from necessity.
It is in fact a film about a couple in love or falling in love. I would want to look at the camerawork again, but there was some that was artistic; the cutting wasn't rapid but some shots were well designed for being as brief as they were.

We have an old saying, "You get something too." The suprise could be that we have an evening planned and that for my birthday she will be getting ring for a present. She mentioned that she would like one. Larger secret, she was discussing ourn living together with her parents.

Scott Lord

Donna bought me dinner, singing early morning

Donna was singing this morning as we got dressed. She bought me dinner last night.
We watched the film in bed, she liked it. I was very honored to watch it with someone, especially her, in that I had seen it alone during the last year becuase it was filmed on location in Cambridge decades ago and I recognize the streets, but wouldn't know where all of the are. They key to the plotline really is that she says, "Its not your fault." after she has already said "Love means never having to say you're sorry." The poem used during the write your own vows wedding ceremony that she reads is nice, but I can't think of how she as a character wrote it- its actually more British than Harvard and i would question if there is an Anne Bradstreet influence in its lines but Holmes and Longfellow weren't particularly love poets and the poetic stanza differs. There is a volume of Millay here and I might look for it in regard to the poetic image, but not the poetic languange. During the film I continually wanted to her recognize Harvard 1970 and she replied, "I didn't know we lived near something so famous.", so I said, "Oh thanks alot, Princeton the town or Cambridge the city. Beat Yale."
And she said, "Princeton the town of course."
We went to buy spoons before the film and she brought me to coffee at "our table". I left her a message thanking her for dinner, "You're a superfantastic girlfriend, please have the impression that you are."
She was singing this morning, but it was mostly spent getting dressed in a hurry- toothpaste,lipstick.
The slacks she had alterered are the tightest petite you have ever seen and the dress she had on looks like it was worn on Laugh-In, like Mod, with a horizontal line of pink, red concentric circles.
Hang tight, she's on the phone right now.

Scott Lord

Donna and I walked Cambridge hand in hand, night of passion

Night of passion. In all honesty we had the weekend together and her menstral cycle finished. We couldn't find a movie and she asked to go to bed early; really early. More honestly, I don't talk in bed, but to carry it through, the other night I came up with "Donna you're cute" several times to cover our being only recently attached to each other. Last night we were more intimate. it was beautiful and we've been together just long enough to feel what the other is feeling.
During the afternoon we went to get a dress of hers altered; it needed to be hemmed. She's a size 9 skirt. We spent Friday night together and had most of the rest of the weekend. Vanilla Sky with Tom Cruise and Cameron Diaz, which was a deeper movie than you would expect, but with mystery plot twists and disappearances. Sunday she brought me to church and I took notes for my novel, which again is agnostic. Again it is near to a class in divinity and we are studying the book of Mark. I kissed her lightly so as to say, there cannot be a God without love and to the effect of "love is the only power and only benevolence, I'll say compassion, but empathy rather, can be the ruling force." It was during Mark 11:24, which reads that whatever you ask in prayer you can believe that you have received it as a promised fulfilled. The homily read more like,"Believe in the act of prayer as a fulfillment of a promise based on that the authority of Christ reflects a divine plan and there is therefore no fate or happenstance. So in kissing her it was like my going over their head and saying that I have the authority to make all things from God a kiss between us, and that there is no other worship than benevolence.
Its on odd part of the testament to look at in that Jesus (Christ) is cursing fig trees that are barren and throwing a tantrum in the marketplace, but he makes a triumphant entrance as their king. So for the novel, the theme would be belief as a necessary beginning, to accomplish anything, first there must be the resolve of human endeavor, or contemplation-meditation, if you will.
Between us, it is not entirely my place to say that one of the things Donna is praying for is love between us, nor am I concerned how it would sound if I were to say she is praying for intimate sexual relations between us, but I certainly loved spending the afternoon with her and was flattered, if not honored, to be seated next to her during the service. She sings in church.
The living in the material world tantrum on the part of Christ can be written about by looking at its context, religion is Christ's priority, not corruption, which relect's a "socialist-like concern for the well being of his congregation". How it would be acceptable to an artist is as a correllary to the belief in beauty. Artists beleive in beauty, Christ sees a deeper meaning to existence. The art of the 18th century aristocrat might be seen as wastefully opulent during A Tale of Two Cities.
In any event, she bought me dinner during which we talked very intimately and she imparted things to me about herself that, although are no longer part of her present life, were deeply personal. She's also dieting between 118 lbs and 123, so I've been telling her about the weight lift. She usually says, "You look good", right before it begins to get flirtsy or romantic.
Little things: I did her dishes for her without being asked, almost because I she hadn't mentioned them. I had a bowl of cereal while she was in bed during the night. She usually buys me a coffee when I first arrive. We fairly compatible, as compatible as I thought we might be. She has a singular way of saying "Thank you" everytime I touch her hair, which I do almost automaticlly without thinking that she is going to say "Thank You" again. Its cute-soft. I'll be stroking her hair for 45 seconds or a minute or two and then when I'm not quite thinking of it and have stopped, she'll say Thank you and I'm still suprised to hear "I like that".

New Girlfriend, Donna: I filmed her in bed this morning, found her diary

I filmed Donna in bed this morning,nude, mostly above the waist be folding down the blanket, but got her in close shot and tight close shot where it would have been in medium close.
I found her old diary last night. There's an entry entitled, "Scott's gone". I don't have it in front of me at the moment, but it reads that I left and she asked my ex-wife were I was. It also chronicles that at that time, about a year ago, she wanted to ask her for my phone number and was interested in dating me. I'm honored, if not flattered in that its written in a way that "she was the one who liked" and wondered what chance she would have, not what chance we would have. Again, when I left I thought that she was living together and hadn't thrown a pass her before thate It literally is an account of her wanting to be a couple in the event of my divorce. Since meeting her a year later, its been mostly me that has been explaining that I was attracted to her.


Scott Lord

New Girlfriend, Donna took me to dinner

Last night again was our most beautiful. When Donna was in college Margot Kidder visited her campus while filming The Amityville Horror, which was shot on location there. Last night, after she bought dinner we watched the remake in bed. She didn't get an autograph at the time. Apparently it is an "all-girls Catholic school" and I was suprised that they filmed a "horror" movie there. I mentioned that Love Story was filmed in Harvard Square and that you could see how different it was then from today. I had just gotten my learner's permit when she was at the college and saw the film in a theater first run. Actually, that night I drove a Chevy pickup.
Donna dresses well and has dieted down to 118 lbs. She's shorter than I and likes to get on her toes when she kisses. In bed I happenned to say, "To tell you the truth, you are a very nice woman."

Scott Lord

Donna is down to 118 lbs. Old Bookstore Closed. Attended Church.

This morning she said something to the effect that the making love between us last night was the best that she had ever experienced.
It was our most beautiful night. The night before I had said," Love is beautiful, act upon it and how you feel."
Sunday she invited me to Church. I had stayed from Saturday evening onward, and haven't since typed. I would like to say it was a class in divinity, which it was not, it was a regular service. They read from the book of Mark, the passages concerning an argument about which disciple would be seated at the left or right hand of Jesus and the power within the infrastructure of the theocracy, and a blind man that followed Jesus after having been cured. It was near to being a class in Theology. I had my arm around her during the service. After church Donna and I went to coffee. I've been looking for a copy of Human Sexual Response, so I checked the old bookstore. It was the bookstores last day and I bought a regularly $60.00 hardcover textbook from Rutgers University Press on Film criticism for a dollar, and two others for another dollar. I'm currently reading Re-Vision Essays in Feminist Film Criticism. I'm going to intermittantly revise the older novel I was writing while beginning the new one.
Then we had dinner- egg fu young, shrimp chowmein and shrimp fried rice. I stayed and it was beautiful, but last night was more beautiful. It was more that she physically wanted me and that I could give her pleasure. My appreciation of her body and wanting her could be translated into her fullfilment.
She just wanted to know that she was the best kisser. I personally like to hang my mouth off her kneck and on her shoulder blades.

Scott Lord

New Girlfriend, Donna took me to dinner

My new girlfriend, Dana Lynn (penname), took me to dinner last night and said that I could use her real name on the internet.
It's Donna.
We were kissing in the elevator in front of someone we've both known for a decade, it circulating the surprise and yet I hope that we are more surprised than anyone; its been romantic and and a little fun.
She took me to dinner. I believe it the third time for that restaurant this month, which where we knew each other. We later went shopping together for necessities, which was nice. I said, "This is a good place to kiss." It literally made it more like living together.
We watched a fairly good film in bed, The Lake House, with Christopher Plummer. Later I heard the train, which happens to be the same train that I've heard for years, so I mentioned it because I didn't know that she could hear it where she was and I asked her about the time, her replying that it was approximately its favorite time. I was surprised because the view is the skyline and didn't know the train was that loud.
I usually say, "The city is beautiful tonight."
She's been dressed up almost every night this month. She said that I could film her while she's asleep so that she wouldn't notice the webcam or while she is singing if I set up the camera and went into the other room while it was filming.

Scott Lord

New Girlfriend- caught in our second thunderstorm

We were caught in our second thunderstorm. The Boston city skyline is beautiful from this side of the river. She was surfing for a recording artist and my Dell laptop needed to be recharged, so I didn't film her singing. I waited for the weather to clear and then brought back ice cream.
We have our own table in the coffee shop, right next to the old table where I saw her for years while I was married and thought she was living with someone.
We usually watch a movie in bed, but she turned it off early so that we could talk. A little talk about my moving in or our living together, which I really can't answer right now. But I woke up there the last two mornings, which makes almost every day this month so far.
I looked for a copy of Human Sexual Response to give her, but couldn't find one. Human Sexual Inadequacy happened to be among my things before we re-met.
I couldn't find a study that would be newer or equivalent other than the Venus Men are Easy when with Mars Girls (They're Ok if they Say they're Ok).
Script details: she couldn't find anywhere she wanted to have dinner in Harvard Square, so we went back to where we met the first time, but had a long enjoyable bus ride. The the next morning, I left and came back for lunch, thinking she had something to do later, but the thunder and lightning came so I stayed to listen to her sing.
I never read Couples, because I got a letter from John Updike right after he wrote Marry Me, but it seems like one of the novels I would ask for while she is on the computer surfing, only because i told her I am still fond of who she was when we "only knew each other". I tried to explain that I love her more now because I now love what we were then more- seperated from her for a year after becoming "seperated". Now I know her better, more intimately. Now I'm different.
Actually, the kissing has become more involved. She left a message while I was lifting, which is almost the same as last month, but I'm only lifting every other day. Thirty repetitions on the abdomen nautalis at 240 lbs. Curls are free weight. I weigh 135. The torso was quick, about 15 repetitions at 200lbs. Most of the lift is about the same.

Scott Lord

New Girlfriend-I didn't think or know I would have to or need to say Take Me Back

I didn't think or know I would to say "Take me back.", but I did and don't question with what do I mean by just that. Early, within our first week, take me back, take me back for when we couldn't be together. Take me back with everything. Tighter. Fast kiss, slow dance.

New Girlfriend.

We did in effect have dinner again and I apparently have her permission to mention it.

I began at it again, we had coffee where we used to see each other and I explained where I was that I had wanted to kiss her, and after all that while, kissed her there, where I saw her.

"I owe you fifty cents."
She laughed and I said, "Goodnight I love you.", to which she replied, "I love you too."

Earlier, I had deftly said that she was "Valedictorian" and that you wouldn't or shouldn't wonder what I would want to us to "go hot at each other." I think be passionate within long drawn out periods of soft devotion is more what I was thinking of, but, the novel is not yet entirely written.

New Girlfriend.

We did in effect have dinner again and I apparently have her permission to mention it.

I began at it again, we had coffee where we used to see each other and I explained where I was that I had wanted to kiss her, and after all that while, kissed her there, where I saw her.

"I owe you fifty cents."
She laughed and I said, "Goodnight I love you.", to which she replied, "I love you too."

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"You would think that there is a God, especially in that you were in a certain place at a certain time. I believe in love whether there is or there is not  a Supreme Being and I believe in being in love. If someone has a belief in God or a creator then it is part of who they are and it belongs to them, so debate is only philosophical untill their emotions and ideals become something poetic about them, and when the discussion develops to the postition that there is a God the other person believes in or a spirtuality they need to be who they are, then it becomes a matter of philosophiclly listening, the imperative being that the freedom of other person can be known deeper as an act of love or an aethetic act of observing their beauty or the beauty of their ideas and emotions. The debate is no longer concerned with if there is a God from the agnostic postion, it is concerned with if life can be made more beautiful and if love can be made more intimate." She usually ended each phone call by saying, "I love you." but with this instance she added to it by saying, "I love you so much."      After they had said goodnight, he began again,"I owe you fifty cents." She laughed and before she could say anything he enthusiasticly added, "Good night. I love you." so as to assure her that was all he needed to say, to which she quickly replied, "I love you too."  Had it been that he had earlier reminded her of what had happened between them, outlining the actions of their bodies before and after, if not before, during and after their conversations.

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Rainy Days And Mondays

We had dinner late and watched another movie in bed "to relax" and I likened the mysteries that I watch to hers. I needed a shave. Pillow talk untill late; I probably woke her getting back into bed at five in the morning, but I said, "This is nice." We are that polite to each other first thing in the morning. She is that fond of my abdomen after all that weightlifting. I was complimenting her on her looks during the evening and she very deeply asked if it wasn't more than that, so I mentioned that I'm only making it lighthearted when I'd like her to be happy as a flirting with her and that anytime that I can put it softly, seriously and intimately that is what I prefer.

Scott Lord

Having an affair with 'Dana Lynn'

She showed me her published writing last night, which was from an old Boston University journal, The Experience of Recovery. It is under her pen name Dana Lynn, but there is a journal full of poetry from before we met that I haven't had time to read. Nor is there time to review the film we went to together Saturday night, The Tree of Life, which on one level seems to be very much anything but an adult film, and there are no sexual situations, it being an long drawn out explanation to a child about biblical, maternity themes using symbolism.. And yet being a movie for the babysitter audience, it still seems overtly to have some type of tribute to the director Ingmar Bergman, whom is not longer with us.
We woke up together and slept late, although she had invited to a church service, which I hope to write more about later. I brought her a cross, without the chain to its necklace.
This morning, and its Monday, I've been with since Saturday evening, I'm having my first cigarette of the morning with a pigeon. Maybe we can contrast this view someday with an ocean sunset.
She's beautiful.

Scott Lord

Jennifer Aniston- I am in the bed of novelist Dana Lynn (pen name)

We watched this in bed last night and I didn't know untill I got back to my "office I sometimes sleep in" that it was Marky Mark.
Of course I'm from Cambridge, but from Boston, originally the North Shore.
I can't believe its not butter and it's not nice to fool mother nature- but its Jennifer Aniston, she can do what she wants.
This morning she said she'd like to wake up with me every morning. We had had dinner delivered and I brought her a coffee this morning from where we used to see each other. The city skyline was beautiful last night. I could see the Pru and the Hancock.

Scott Lord

She kissed me.

She kissed me.
I stared while she spoke.
I held her.

Of course we went on to other things. After dinner I filmed her with my webcam and she asked that I not show anyone. I would more than anyone, she's prettier than ever. And, suprisingly she asked that I stay the night, and we talked untill early in the morning during the thunderstorm. by the time I woke her during the night, I kissed her on the forehead and asked her to go back to sleep.

Tonight we were talking and I reminded her that we met during 2001. She said the most romantic thing about our next date.

I've been writing the novel longhand with a pen; she does really want to begin her novel and revising webpages.

Written latter:

She is not getting enough sleep now that we are dating. Last night, after we said good night I called thinking she would have left her message machine on, and quickly I apologized only as a politeness and said I wanted to leave a message for morning saying, "I will be so good to you" and only that, because I've known her a long time and care about her. So I was realizing that I care about her and happen to have always thought she was cute.
She said she was thinking of me too, we said goodnight and I love you to each other.
I'm waiting to see her now, we have another date for tonight. Casually, we have a date anytime she calls; she said she will call if we can only be together for an hour, depending on her schedule and told she could, whenever we can be together I'll try to make it.
Today she added to it, she said, "I love you so much."

Scott Lord