muchas gracias, sterling cabernet sauvignon para making me happy!

with the return of school and a calmer self, i hope to integrate regular blogging. we will see how this works out in your favor.

i took my dog to three parks, two bars, and a starbucks.

i went on a non-date with sushi-guy. i made out with him for 30 seconds, touched his stomach ((over his shirt and prior to any contact with either party's unmentionables)), and he jizzed in his pants.

huh.

also, i later found out he is 36 ((not 27, which was my typically-accurate estimate)) and has a 10-year-old daughter.

this is after the immediate dismissal of the ultra-bipolar-pakistani that won't stop yelling.

le sigh.

do i take my chances with the filmmaker? i'll probably chicken out long before the option is presented.

homeboy had a birthday, which is apparently good reason to try sleeping with married girls. maybe you need a membership.

blogger won't upload my photos or i don't remember how.

both being equally plausible.



fuck this. blogger's photo shit sucks. i'm too drunkenly impatient to continue. good night.

also, that is my new transistor radio. five bones, kids!