it's a shame that it took john peel's death to call my attention to the undertones. that said, I've got some cd shopping to do today.

I had an unfortunate realization at carolina's this morning with nadine. being a friday late night, the place was jam packed with drunks, and there was an especially amusing booth behind us. they were having a conversation about sky bar, and some guy that they'd all met there. "he was not gay," one of the guys said. "he was wearing baggy clothes. gay people don't wear baggy clothes."

nadine and I looked at each other. then we looked at my sweater and jeans. and an epiphany! I like girls after all! none of this homo bullshit for me. the truth has been with me all along, in the generous cut of my garments, and I was too blind to see. all these years I've been living life as a spandex swishbuckler, when I've really been a saggin straight guy. time to hitch up my belt, revel in the acres of fabric swathing my testosterone laden, lady lovin bod, and pick me up some girls. or do I mean score some chicks? or procure some pussy?

idiots.

earlier today I headed to the dryer to get out some socks. before I knew what I was doing, I opened the fridge instead.

they weren't in there.

shawn colvin is releasing a greatest hits album.

huh?

dr teal's jasmine vanilla vapor bath is the greatest stuff ever.

stupid clouds, making everyone miss the lunar eclipse.

at least it's thursday.

john peel died. what a terrible loss. the music world will miss him deeply.

thppt. monday. humph. at least the weekend was a great one as they go. the barbecue festival was as festive as ever. and despite some major traffic problems, justin and I got to raleigh in time for dinner and to see jeff dunham at charlie goodnight's. quite funny indeed.

visiting with family in winston yesterday was nice, but the highlight of the weekend is most certainly willow! the new kitten has arrived, and I'll take photos to post asap. she's the cutest. she slept next to me all day. which will improve weekends indefinitely--I get the guy at night, and the cat during the day. sleeping alone is overrated.

eez time for shower and to pick up medicine.