Pooooooop

I'm going out with Turtle tonight. We're going to a new bar in Canton called The Crew, then if things suck there, we're going to the Adams Street Bar in Akron. Both are gay bars, because Turtle's gay. I like gay bars better anyway, the people are much nicer for the most part.

Guess I should eat something. I can't be yakking up that $3 Smirnoff Ice 45 minutes after I drink it, now can I?

My bed just isn't the same without Morgan hogging the covers and snoring. He was here every night this week, which is why I haven't been blogging. Blame him for my lack of posts.

That is all.