Gad, what a dull weekend!

No, I swear, I did nothing but sit in front of the computer and listen to the TV and eat too much and my back hurts and my left arm hurts and my head hurts and I can almost say that I'm glad to be going back to work.

But not quite.

And why was I sitting in front of the computer all weekend?

Was I writing my column that was due yesterday? Was I writing the emergency article that they asked me to write for Metajournals? Was I doing Open Pages stuff? No, no, a thousand times no!

I was reading every word of this journal.

If it wasn't for her I would have gotten all kinds of things done! Damn her for being such an interesting writer!

Apparently, here in New York City (or maybe it's nation-wide--I haven't really been paying attention) a law has just been passed that women can prance around with their tops off just like guys can (only with marginally less hairy backs).

Unless you are a topless dancer. What with the topless dancers now being required to wear tops and all. This one I am certain is only in NYC, since I don't think any other law-maker in the rest of the US is as loony as our own Mayor Giuliani.

I guess "topless" now means "Not actually wearing a parka".

No porn should include the word "nubbin". It's very distracting.

Today's horoscope:
"A sudden attraction flares. Your circumstances will dictate whether it is appropriate to act upon or not."

One year ago today:
And now all of a sudden everyone is sucking his dick like he's brand new.

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