April 16, 2002 :: 9:56 p.m.
Diet Cock (one big calorie)
Hello all. I'm going to take a bath in a bit, but I wanted to write for a while before I do. Because you know, my day was so exciting.
I went over to Joe's around 3 o' clock, after what will henceforth be known as The Horrid Bee Incident (I'll go into that later, in another entry). We drove to State Street, parked, and then proceeded to walk all over the city. That was good because it means I got some exercise today. It was bad because I was wearing my sandals and they give me blisters if I walk around in them for too long. So I'm fit but blistered, I guess, though not really because I'm so far from fit that it's hilarious to even think about calling myself that. Ah well. So it goes.
We went to Strawberry Square to fill out applications at a bagel shop that's set to open Monday. Hopefully I'll hear back from them soon, because it seems like it will be a pretty cool place once it's all spiffed up. I'd also appreciate the paychecks, of course, but everyone wants to work somewhere cool. I also went into the Hallmark store while we were there, and ended up spending $15 on greeting cards. I have so little self-control, it's disgusting. After Strawberry Square, I went with Joe to have his HIV test done. He doesn't think he has it, but he gets tested once or twice a year just to be safe. So that was fun. I got free condoms out of the deal, too! Huzzah.
Fast forward to Micky Marilyn's, the store that has the "Diet Cock" shirt. It was too big! Grrr to men's t-shirts. Joe, however, got a "Homo Depot" t-shirt and a pair of... um... interesting underwear. Kind of like a jock strap, I believe, only not hard or cushioned or anything. He plans to wear them under his leather pants tonight when he goes out to pick up men. Good luck to you, my big gay boy. Score one for the masses.
We had dinner at Rascal's. It was disgusting. Our waitress was stupid. Really stupid. The only thing good about that experience was the snicker's pie we had for dessert. Mmmm. It's so good. It's like cheesecake and a snicker's bar, all rolled into one. It's yumalicious orgasmy. After dinner we went to CD Warehouse, where I purchased two CDs: The Golden Hum (Remy Zero) and Whip-Smart (Liz Phair). I think I'm going to venture to my car and get my discman, so I can listen to my lovely purchases while soaking in the tub.
Hopefully I won't have to endure another episode like The Horrid Bee Incident. Though it's dark, so I guess bees wouldn't really be out... maybe I'll have a run in with some really pissed off firefly. *shudder* Scary.
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