walking on all that ice completely sucks. like every third step is a slip. i didn't realize i had so many muscles in my legs. the real highlight was a tumble crossing bergen st this morning. right after i had just said that crossing at the corner was more treacherous than the sidewalks and admonished my companion to be careful.

i think we found THE place today. fingers crossed. god am i ready to move.

much travelling on the horizon. california next week. florida after that. and then the dominican republic. i think it is best to spend as much of february NOT HERE as possible. how about you?

i've been seeing this guy for awhile and there just isn't a spark. and it's bumming me out because he's great and i keep going out with him hoping "tonight's the night" and it never is. we have to have the talk. ugh.

there ain't much better to spend a nasty subzero thursday night indoors with than oddles of sugar free jello and the first season of alias on dvd. that sounded a tad sexier than i expected. guess it has been awhile.

do you remember the scene in fight club where they are on the city bus looking up at the gucci ad and one asks the other "is that what a man is?" or something like that? i've been perusing the online options for us queers to meet one another and it has made me a touch sad. is that what a queer is? ugh. the lyric ringing through my head these days is from burning photographs off of ryan adam's 'rock n roll'.

"i used to be sad. now i'm just bored with you."