okay, so the interestingness seems good. there's this guy, see; his name's justin. he's pretty fantastic. our first date was only monday, but we've seen each other twice since then (stayed at his place last night, haw haw) and have averaged one phone call and two e-mails per day. I could get very serious about him, and he says he's getting that way about me. the "says" is in italics because I subscribe to the theory that all gay men--except for myself--are intrinsically evil. time will tell. I'm trying to keep my feet on the ground, but it ain't easy.

seeing franz ferdinand tonight! kick ass.

not a lot more going on...but it's enough. I'm out.

re my september first entry on life being boring: I must make a mental note to be careful what I wish for, lest I get it.

all I'm prepared to say right now is that life has become interesting. I'm not sure yet if that's good or bad. when I figure it out, I'll have some more to say.

things I learned about myself tonight:

it doesn't matter what I do to change my looks. it doesn't matter how much new information I take in, or what trends I follow, what my philosophy is or whether I have one at all. there will always be fundamental things about my way of thinking that I can't change. and they're always going to make my life difficult.

I'm sick of always being the one taking the picture and never being the one in it.

and I'm really, really fucking tired of sponging off other people's popularity. too bad it's all I know how to do.

sorry about the negativity. it's not that I hate life. I just hate mine.