night time

katie wont play with me because she's too into reading jane austen novels. the only other thing i could have done tonight was go to the chelsea hotel to play with nick and frank/fronk/franc/fronc. neither of those sounded very good so i opted for staying home and masturbating (once again).

had a lovely dinner with kyle this evening after walking for three hours around manhattan trying to find this damn silk floral peignoir. of course they don't have it in any thrift store though i can't imagine why not.

WHO IS IT THAT KEEPS STEALING ALL OF THE GOOD THRIFT CLOTHES FROM THE STORES? nothing is there when i need it to be. meanwhle it seems like all of the other items are coming in just fine.
at any rate, kyle is doing well -- it's always good to have encounters with other people. i mean, people aside from computer people. no offense.

in other news: sex is everywhere and i cant escape it. EVERYWHERE. and i don't think its just because its spring and i'm horny and lonely, i think it's more than that. i don't find it oppressive the way i usually do -- i don't find that intense guilt anymore, as if the weather has lifted it away. whatever it is, it's probably healthier so i'm happy for it.

fittings tomorrow, then maybe going out. this weekend is off to a terrible start.