Uncle Blair's death made my thinking so muddled last week that I sent a VHS to a customer who actually ordered a dvd+r! Oooops. So I refilled that this morning. I hope I didn't make any other such mix-ups in my high hours of grief.

Philip and I met the boat boys (Mike and Allan) at Denny's Diner on Causeway for brunch (ain't we fancy?). Then we all went to Bed, Bath & Beyond and Lakeside Mall (ain't we faggy?).

Philip and I also had dinner with Allan and Mike... at Zea's Cafe in Harahan. The boat boys ship off again tomorrow... but they'll be back around Christmas. Jeez, I love those boys.

After setting the VCR's to record our Wednesday night shows, I fist-fucked Philip, then I went to work out at Le Club. Toby (a co-worker of Philip's from the casino) was there... And the adorable bar-back David (who I first remember meeting through hunk Michael N. on the sundeck, but apparently I'd met him before, oi where do my braincells go?) was also there. David has always been cute, but his body is really coming along... sculpted. I wanna touch it.

When I got home, Philip and I watched ENTERPRISE, SMALLVILLE and SOUTH PARK... then some other crap 'til bedtime.