Fast Lane

Last night, after picking up a gift I ordered for Justin from an undisclosed location, I met up with Braden and a few of his work friends, including Ryan, who I'm glad to know, if not for his spiffy new T-Mobile Sidekick, then for his biting, yet enthusiastic wit. I learned one thing, in particular, from going out with this group of self-proclaimed "tech geeks" (they're the ones that keep your cable and internet running, if you live in the western part of Florida)--they can put down some alchohol...and they don't mind "moving the show" multiple times throughout the night.

Seriously, they rival some of the better single, bitter homos out there. Amazing.

Braden and I had to cut out early, so I got home and got a good night's sleep. And when I woke up, no asthma...could it be the nip of Jaeger? Only my hairdresser knows...