impboy

so alright now, it's time to update. that last entry's starting to grow cobwebs and stuff around it.

unfortunately, the circumstances surrounding that last entry are still ongoing, but i'll be okay. it's just tough getting used to new, unwelcome information.

anyhoo, i have this funny feeling that the next person coming to look at my place will probably end up becoming my roomie. not because i get a necessarily good feeling about it, but the way that she seems to be slowly insinuating herself into my life. now you would think some female wouldn't necessarily jump at the chance to live with a male stranger, but i guess that's how badly some people want into the brewery.

so i missed jen steele and co. perform in SF this wed. for HBO's "real sex." i did conduct an interview with her, which i hope to send off to the SG people soon, and if they're feeling it, you'll probably be reading it next year when the segment airs.

and yes, i'm now starting to acquire playa fever. in my community, it's dreadfully contagious. and barely anyone i know has tickets yet. what is wrong with us, i tell you?

ah, like you friggin' care...