Who wants to know what I did today? I want to tell you. I woke up at 3:30, ate breakfast, watered mom's plants. Since then, I've played Fallout 2 until I watched Naruto until I logged online. I was going to call a friend or two, see if I could leave the house, but then I talked myself out of it-the Tao, after all, would say that if I wanted to stop watching Naruto and call a friend I would've. Thank you, Tao. Today was the first time I've actually appreciated being in college.

I got to see a old friend and eat a fish fry yesterday. Then we watched A Dirty Shame. I think it was one of the halcyon days of my youth. I'm firmly convinced I have the gumption to recongize them non-retrospectively.

Yesterday, after getting home from the doctors and having my very first rectal examination (thanks, gay sex!) the elderly neighbor-lady said she say me out watering the plants the day before, then she giggled. I remembered I was shirtless and wearing scrub bottoms at the time (after all, it was only about 4p). Today before performing the same action, I thought of getting decent-pantaloons, at the very least. But then I stood up and said, "No. I go for the gusto." Besides, you have to give the oldies a reason to wake up in the morning.

You know when you put on your old Sheryl Crow albumbs because they looked strangely enticing, there at the top of the pile, and they take you back to when you read your Dark Sun books on the deck of your old house that summer? Ahh, the good times. Now if I could only get laid.