"The Choice Has Always Been Yours"

And I know it's lame.

But I'm wondering, if all women want, is simply to be cared for. Someone to feel safe within. Someone who will be a strength-crutch when the tides collapse.

And they say to me, you've never been treated rightly. Never been truly cared for. Damn. I don't know anymore.

Tonight, Freddie picked my nose for me, and flicked it as Joseph was walking by. It was a tripod of breaking established moral boundaries. Then Joe said this, "Maybe we'll get back together in the future man, I don't know. But we single men now, let's get dem bitches."

Then someone else in particular was all over me. $56 tonight-- after work, Streck and I hit up Taco Bell, then cruised with a bowl. Talked about ska, Cori, Mandy... at which point he more or less encouraged me to do something.

I just bought Razl #1 by Jeff Smith. This seems pretty out there... can't wait to see in which direction the man goes next.

Joe may become a security guard for the Baltimore Ravens. If that's not sick as fuck, then I'm all out.

Iron Man was delicious. Very good.

Tomorrow will be the best.