I decided as soon as I finished my last post that I should go see Mathew. Accordingly, I went to the Inn Place. I didn't talk to him much, but I did talk to Paul, the older gay guy. I talked to Paul about my situation with Mathew, and he said that he knows that Mathew cares about me, he just might not have the tools to provide me with exactly ( Read more... )

Them hens will be the death of me ( Read more... )

The absolut(e)ly perfect gift for an alcoholic

or,

What more could a man want?

Here is how my birthday went.

I fully expected to spend the night by myself. After work, I went to D'Amato's, where the bartender of Irish descent, Michael, was working. He wound up covering my four drinks, my soup and salad, and on top of that, he said that he loves ( Read more... )

The long awaited return of Alexandra

or,

The Parking Goddess

Last night, the ever-elusive
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6% of nothing is still nothing ( Read more... )

Already pretty loose ( Read more... )

Token black person ( Read more... )

The latest from the Amistad ( Read more... )

Today's eye openers: margarita and a washington apple.

I missed American Idol and Scrubs last night because I got kind of loose at the Inn Place and passed out as soon as I got home at like 8:30. Shameful.

Mathew called me last night and told me to go to the Inn Place so that he would have some company while he worked. I complied ( Read more... )