1. I write to you sprawled out lazily on
jamie_dakin's rumpled bed, after something like 11 hours of uninterrupted sleep in the wake of a day's alcoholic, hedonistic revelry. This is just as incriminating as it sounds.
Well, no, I didn't sex up one of my best friends in a fit of lust-driven insanity: yesterday was the (
Israeli Gay Pride Parade. )