We got hosed, Tommy. We got hosed.

I woke up about half an hour ago, completely dried out and thirsty. So I managed to get up and find water then lie back down, but couldn't fall back asleep. Which is a shame, since I was dreaming in fcking widescreen THX. Seriously. I believe I was watching some MTV made for TV movie involving some sort of relationship drama. And it was just like when I'm flipping channels and my attention gets caught by The Sopranos or ER, solely because it's widescreen high resolution. But alas, I couldn't get back to sleep and finish the viewing.

Though I did discover that this is the hours that Comedy Central shows one of its finer pieces of work: Strip Mall. I love Julie Brown. Not Downtown Julie Brown, who is cool in her own right, but Julie "The Homecoming Queen's Gotta Gun" Brown.

While we're on the topic of television, I forgot to mention yesterday about Buffy. Oh my god, Buffy. I can't believe Tara got shot. Oh my god oh my god. limenal can testify to my screaming in shock and disbelief. Damn that show for being so good and reinventing itself solely by its ability to make the characters grow and change and become more complex.

Playstation 2 has dropped its price to $200. Maybe for my birthday I'll get that, since it has the ability to play DVDs. Then again, how often do I really play my Dreamcast? Not enough to warrant TWO gaming systems, especially when games cost about 50 bucks a pop. It's like buying a printer for 100 dollars, but the ink cartridges cost half of that.

Uh-oh -- I just managed to yawn. I may write an e-mail, then get some milk and cookies. The carbs should help put me to sleep

SPECIAL DELIVERY!

Despite my better judgment, I purchased the "P.Diddy -- We Pretend That We Invented the Remix" CD today. It was hard to resist since it was only 9 bucks and it has a couple guilty pleasure cuts. In the same transaction, I special-ordered the John Coltrane import I need to complete my set. I obviously haven't completed THE set, just my own personal list of what albums by him I need to own (though there are possibly two more I would pick up if the price was low and time were right). I feel fairly accomplished, I suppose.

I'm also feeling very efficient since it appears that not only will I have a date next Wednesday, but that it will hopefully coordinate with MelRo's date. The timing is impeccable. And I'm quite excited about my planned outing, which will perhaps be including a viewing of some snappy fag porn -- I'm sorely ignorant in this genre. So if anyone has any suggestions, feel free to let me know. I might end up getting bear porn. Or maybe I'll just be watching that by myself.

I've never actually rented porn face-to-face before, which will be an adventure in and of itself (I tend to buy cheap (and often bad) stuff online). Especially renting from the store right across the street from me, that I frequent almost weekly. On one hand, I don't want to feel embarassed or ashamed, so I just plan on acting like I'm not. More likely I'm just feeling nervous about being rung up by the one cute boy cashiers who chats with me -- maybe I'll go with one of the grrl cashiers instead. I mean, I'm renting gay porn after all.