lauralh | don't know if I'll find a way

Yesterday was a good day, despite the on-off interview bullshit. I planned out my meals for the week for my "crash diet" to get rid of the gut, ran 99% of Greenlake, and began my abdomen regime. And then Buffy was one of the best episodes I've seen in a really long time (maybe since the mental hospital one, although that was good in a different way), and finally Mark Farina kicked ass. Plus I got to talk with a cute gay boy. Although maybe he wasn't gay, but he did hit on* the Romanian. ("The question is, is he a gay straight man, or a straight gay man?")

*there's been some confusion in the past about my liberal use of words like "hitting on" or "flirting" . Most of the time I don't actually mean "asked on a date" or "talked about subjects in a manner designed to sexually excite." In this case, the guy seemed overly interested in B's accent and where he was from and what he did. Plus we all secretly think B is gay, since he cares about fashion on men and women, acts kinda gay, grabs my (male) housemates' asses, and sleeps with lots and lots of women. (The last is clearly overcompensation.)