I don't see any green dots.
I'm bored. I'm lonely. I'm not writing. I should be going to sleep so I can get up and go to the gym, but for some reason I'm not doing that. If I turn on the TV, I'm just going to sit watching BBCA to watch the Torchwood promos.
None of my gmail buds have their green dots on to chat. God I'm pathetic.
After work I went in search of the October OUT magazine with John Barrowman on the cover, but it was not out yet. (Hahahah)
I went to A Different Light on Castro Street and the two guys behind the counter didn't even know who he was. Tell me there's not something wrong when I have to spread the Gospel Of John to gay boys in a gay bookstore in San Francisco.
None of my gmail buds have their green dots on to chat. God I'm pathetic.
After work I went in search of the October OUT magazine with John Barrowman on the cover, but it was not out yet. (Hahahah)
I went to A Different Light on Castro Street and the two guys behind the counter didn't even know who he was. Tell me there's not something wrong when I have to spread the Gospel Of John to gay boys in a gay bookstore in San Francisco.