Monday, January 9, 2012


Sometimes I wonder if I stay in some relationships just because it's hard to find gay men in this town.

Anyway, passive-aggressiveness aside, my roommates must be doing something weird, because I keep hearing scratching in the night.

Lyndsay keeps saying she's not doing it, but I think she's just pretending to be a cat at her internet boyfriend again.

...I'm putting this off, because this one is really bad.

It's not skin cancer.  It's just a freckle that got cut.  It's not skin cancer.  I've had this freckle since I was a teenager.


  1. Oh god it's skin cancer get to a doctor as fast as possible! It's probably already too late! Have you updated your will?

  2. Haha. My sides are splitting. Really.

  3. Revelation, you're a bigger dick than I am a bitch, and that's saying something.

    Hypochondriac.. maybe..? Probably.