i’m sort of groggy; last night was one of those nights where i fell asleep reading but have no idea when that was, and woke up all confused in my clothes and with all the lights still on.

i didn’t actively decide not to go to the batcave; it just sort of got to be the time where i’d need to get dressed if i were going out, and i didn’t feel like getting dressed, so i didn’t. i stayed in and watched high art instead. i remember chrissy and i rented it ages ago when i was still living at nyu, and i picked it up at hmv the other day when i was hanging out in herald square with gundam. we got dinner at this place called maui tacos, which i remember going to a long time ago with james (the first).

i ran into john at hmv too; he still works at the herald square one although james is now at the one in times square. we spoke about krystal for a little and it made me miss her more. i need to dig up her number and give her a call sometime very soon. maybe today.

on my agenda for today: laundry, dishes. general house stuff. also a long bath. i might head out to long island with gundam this afternoon; haven’t spoken to that particular sexy bitch yet today though.

i’ve been talking to bryan a lot lately and it’s sounding like after his next album he’s more or less through with velvet acid christ. he’s not going to stop working, i don’t think, but whatever he does isn’t going to be vac. i’m looking forward to it, personally.