Monday, February 25, 2002

didn't leave the house til after midnight. spent the day playing music, looking at some late 80's/early 90's porn (gosh, can't believe I used to like some of those guys; the cheesey music, the NO-KISSING "stars" like Chad Douglas, Eric Manchester, Rex Chandler (who I keep calling Rex Harrison for some reason) - and I have a copy of Jeff Stryker's POWERTOOL I need to skim thru before selling. Went out for some pacing in a small dark space with bad ventilation, eventually burning a few calories with a hairy-balled man. Then, home for ice cream, popcorn, god-knows-what else, and some Jacksons 5-hour tv movie at 3 am.