I started this blog sometime last March. I had just discovered the political blogs (Johua Marshall, Escaton, etc.) and was in the highest dudgeon over the war and needed some outlet for my anger. But it soon became clear that I had nothing particularly original to say, except maybe this. So it kind of petered out. And got born again as more or less a journal of my life. With a few links. But not that many. So many blogs are full of this "me too" linking to cool or interesting or weird site of the day that it all becomes rather like a circle jerk. I read these blogs and follow the links and find them amusing or witty or irritating as intended. Having done that, I don't need to record them for my own benefit. And, as far as I can see, no one else ever reads this stuff, so I don't need to link for anyone else's benefit. Ergo ...
Sistopher and I had Christmas dinner yesterday. January 25th. I spent the afternoon at his place cooking, while he engaged in compulsive cleaning. Cooked a very British dinner - roast capon with dressing, roast potatoes and parsnips, brussels sprouts. Superb gravy. Smoked salmon to start and pavlova for dessert. with a true claret and a faux sauternes. Actually, the last was quite spectacular. It's an Ontario "botryis-infected chardonnay", which would put anyone who doesn't know about "la pourriture noble" off in the most decisive way. Yummy. He gave me Karl Lagerfeld Classic and a bottle of Dalwhinnie. I gave him 48 Kimono condoms and a big bottle of Wet lube from here. And a jar of my homemade Meyer lemon marmalade.
And I made a (Chinese) New Year's Resolution - go to the gym (almost) every weekday and do 1/2 hour of cardio. Started today. And OMG (said in one of those high gay voices!) the gym is FULL of hotties at lunchtime. Went to shower after burning 300 calories and there was only one showerhead free. Surrounded by young, fit hunks. That will keep me coming back! And thus I'll lose the 8 lb I've gained since Thanksgiving in no time. I was most surprised to see how busy and young it was at the gym; there's never any hunks there in the evening.
There was a message from KaraokeKid on my phone last night - I suppose he wanted to go to there last night.
Speaking of tricks. There I was innocently sitting on the loo on Saturday morning, having, among other things, a bit of an inspection when I saw this little dark thing nestled at the base of a pube. Picked it off and had a good look. And yes! a crab! EEEEEW! Picked off two more tiny ones and bought a bottle of Rid! later in the afternoon. Grrr. The source is one of 3 people - RagaMan, Ponytail or KaraokeKid. Timing suggests BG. Good thing I'm way blonde and not too hairy and can see the buggers. And that I've got good enough fingernails to pick them off. They take a bit of yanking to get off and leave a bit of a rash.
