i came home today from that soul-sucking hell i am employed at.

i picked up some groceries on the way home...rice, mushrooms, shrimp. dinner will be ready for joey when he gets home. i usually am in charge of dinner on Tuesdays.

i was supposed to come home and write a bit...not on diaryland, but for my application, an entry i want to send to a museum regarding a recipe (more on that later).

but, i never got to anything...i took a mini-nap and then plugged my mp3 player into the stereo (finally figured that out) and listened to music while prepping dinner for two hours.

dancing around the apartment like mr. cruise in that silly movie.

fun - fun- fun

i just couldn't get it together to do the important things.

after boy meets boy and a little bit of queer eye, we will be off for mike's gay pajama party at the local gay bar.

i'm not a real big fan of "mike" - last week it was lame. i had one drink - during which, i decided i hated everyone in the place.

disappointed i came home.

joey remained and said that later it got fun.

yeah whatever...we'll see how much fun it is tonight.

though last week i said i would never go again - it seems i am destined for a repeat my mistakes.