Of course, I had a monsterous hangover this morning, which was not helped by my atrocious abnoxious rediculously stupid pain in the ass flat-mate Portuguese Andreai. Portuguese Andreai is about 4'11''. Something in the ballpark of 150 pounds. Long stringy brown hair that she never brushes or dries. A a round face like a cabbage patch kid. She is ( Read more... )

I went out last night with the lesbians from the LGBT meetings here at Middlesex to a club which was deftly called "Pop Stars." In a city as obsessed with fame and fortune, yet overly-populated by unfortunate-looking talentless people, such a name was apt. Here, everyone thinks they have the potential to become something great. All the trendy ( Read more... )

I can only hope, as I am only mildly interesting, and mostly only so to other people, that I can accomplish something moderately respectable with this journal.