Sunday Terry talked to me! And he patted me on the ass too! Sunday I went out for a drink at the Cuff. He was there, but without his boyfriend. We talked for a while. I asked him if he was still dating; he winced, and said yes. We talked a while longer, and then he patted me on the butt and then left.

Last Friday I went out drank with Harry. Friday night, he was wearing slutty jeans, and a guy pulled on the leg, and really ripped them open.

Now, Harry and I have a disagreement. here. He says we were drinking on Friday and that his jeans got ripped on Friday. And then on Saturday we went out again, we closed the Cuff, and he and two other guys (Kurt and Chris) went to Neighbors. I say that both events happened on Friday. Not sure here. They days are blurring together. Every night at the Cuff is the same.

My cyber porn habit is back. I hate it. I spend hours on line telling guys dirty stories. Bah.
Afterwards I feel so dumb. It’s such a waste of time.

Going to Vancouver this weekend with Brian. It’s his last free weekend before he goes to jail. We are meeting my friend Barry from Toronto in Vancouver.

Ryan has quit his job and is starting his own company. I wish him luck.

Small world.