VL 54k, CD4 418

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Thursday - Woke up and headed down to school, but didn't hear much of what the Prof was saying. Still felt good that I went, of course, and I had some phone calls to make while I was there anyway. Called the VA - my benefits expired on my 26th b-day, but I might be able to make a case for extenuating circumstances. Also called my Dr., but they declined to give me my results over the phone....I think I recall that from last time. There was NO parking, in either of the two lots, so I took a chance and parked in 20 min. commercial loading, then bolted up the stairs as fast as my fat little legs would carry me. The nurse was super helpful, and some older black guy hit on me, citing my apparently gorgeous eye-brows. I got my print-out - viral load 54,447 CD4 418. Damn. I didn't really expect anything else from my VL, though I hoped, since I haven't been depressed, but I was kind of not expecting my CD4 to be that low. Jetted back down to my car, where another car had parked behind me and the meter maid was just starting to get out of his car and walk over. Not really sure if I was ticketable, but he didn't seem happy to see me go. I thought about going to the store for some kind of "sorry you're half-way to AIDS" treat, but I never feel like indulging my less-than-healthy inclinations after my results. Go figure. Back at home, I didn't have high hopes for sex, but I was still ready anyway. Ken cuddled with me on the couch, and we kissed a bunch, but he didn't seem like he wanted any. I was just about to leave,and kissed him good-bye, and happened to mention how frustrated I was. He said he was in the same boat....after my head exploded, I finally convinced him to consummate. The sex was pretty decent, though I kept worrying. Mostly, sex just makes me want more sex. JETTED down to the Exam-prep at school after that, and ended up only being about 5-10 min late anyway. They hadn't ordered enough food for all the people, but I went ahead and ate a full sammich anyway. I've gone hungry plenty of times, some omni can know what that feels like once. Jetted over to game after that, where they were just getting started. Poor Rich was seriously disturbed by our being presented with an over-powered foe as a plot device. I was perfectly happy with the result - we did way more than we should have been able to, and still got out with our lives. My only qualm is that we're kind of being railroaded, and if I'm going to be rr'd, just go ahead and make it obvious. Thinking and railroading are mutually exclusive in my book. Anyway, I had a great time chatting with everyone, and want to talk a little more with Rich about open relationships. Rich, Michael and I stayed chatting about Elfquest long after game ended, and it was nice to relive some old memories and examine them with new maturity. Also nice to think back on them as a sexually mature gay man and own the reason I was really checking out Skywise. Headed home, though Ken had stayed for the 10pm game, and wasn't home for another almost another two hours. Never one to sleep without him, I also didn't make use of my extra time awake. Rats.