This should be my disclaimer, on my business cards and possibly t-shirts:
I'm kiiiinda a chump, but I mean well.

St. Edward's party last night - fun, but talk about being the odd one out. To compensate I acted out all night (inapro, for sure). Sorry, guys. Even though I'll prob never see you again. Just putting that in the universe.






KNOW THYSELF moment:
Leaving Molly's apartment and walking to my car, I fucking ATE IT stepping off the curb. I have no idea how it happened. It wasn't a collapsing fall, it was a projectile fall, and I was hustling too, so I had some speed going into it. My full body, stretched out on the street, rolling around. My tonic water bottle went flying to the other side of the street. A car was coming and I had to scramble out of the way. I'm sure it looked hilarious.


Aw, yeah: I was leaving Tracy and Julia and Chrissy at dinner (kinda rudely, see above disclaimer), and Tracy gave me a hug and a kiss and told me to be careful. That's what I'm talking about, that's what I love, those old friend moments. They just know.