I'm feeling sluggish and crappy today, possibly due to the realization that for all the petting that went on with TattooBoy Monday night, we never kissed. Given that he has a beautiful face, and a piece of metal in his lower lip, and despite my severe inebriation, kissing is something that I would have remembered. So, to hide my mild depression, I'm going to play silly songs and dance around in my underwear. This one, via Jocko's Playlist, is great - Bad Babysitter.