Damn. It’s snowing outside. I was wearing shorts this past Saturday. Grrr.

I am gonna get slapped for going on about this, but …
Something feels final about this whole “Evil” going back to Florida business. It really feels like he won’t be back this time. Last year, everyone in the group of friends could tell he would return after the couple of months he had planned to be there. We all knew he was gonna job look and stay if he found something he liked. That didn’t happen. But this time it feels different. It feels like an absolute thing. It makes me sad thinking about it. Not just because I have a “thing” for him, but because he’s one of my best friends. That’s what I am going to miss most.

Damn … it’s 10:30 already. Busy, busy, busy. If’n I get a chance I need to post a photo of the ultra-hot Marcus Nispel, director of “The Texas Chainsaw Massacre” remake. Yum. Yum!

Conversation Snapshot from Last Evening:
Evil: “You’re gonna buy the ‘Wonder Woman’ dvd when it comes out? That’s gay. When are you going to start buying Barbra Streisand and Bette Milder cds?”
Chas: “You should talk. You’re only 23 and can actually sing the entire ‘Wonder Woman’ theme song. You weren’t even alive when it originally aired.”
Evil: “Well, that show kicked ass.”

In other news:
After having moved back here because he couldn’t find a job and didn’t like central Florida, “evil” is going back down this weekend to start job looking again. I’m conflicted. It bugs me that he’s been back for four months and is suddenly all gung-ho to go back. When he got back last November he was all happy to be back with his friends here. And now this sudden change supposedly because he can’t find a job here. It makes me wonder. The story is that he’s going down on Saturday and will stay down until he either gets a job or runs out of money and has to come back. Last night I helped him with some “prep” stuff for an audition he’s doing. How appropriate would it be if I play a hand in getting him out of my life?

Guess what hit video stores today …

So, Sherry, the roomie’s woman, spent most of the day yesterday on the new couch not feeling well. She thought it was because she had eaten something she might have had an allergic reaction to. Well, this morning she call and informs me that she has tested positive for Strep Throat. That super evil virus … and there she was just spreading it all over my house!!! I am generally not paranoid about being around sick people, but Strep makes me paranoid. I always end up sick as a dog for days when I get strep. Grrrrrr. I guess I’ll know if I am lucky man in the next 24 – 48 hours. If I suddenly stop posting you’ll know that I am off somewhere barfing my guts out.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!
I am so happy I could cry.

Feeling a wee bit more stable after a relaxing-ish weekend. Saturday was a spectacularly beautiful so some much needed yard work got done. Ah, the joys of home ownership. Yesterday was spent relaxin’ and trying to recover some of what little sanity I have. Got a new (and cheap) couch moved into the living room. Watched some old “X-Files.” Whoo!

Skinny Puppy. New Album. May 25th. Fuck yeah!!!

In honor of our local theater‘s first show of the 2004 season …
Falco – Rock Me, Amadeus [3 MB]

I forgot to mention that Michael Kelly is quite delicious (pun intended) in “Dawn of the Dead.”