Where Do Gay Sitcoms Come From? They Just Appear!

Seriously though. We actually did this? Go Team.

So ... tomorrow I'm getting on a boat with a lot of homosexuals and those who hang out with homosexuals or are partial to the practice, including: Haviland, Lainy, Heather, Jenn, Craig, Layla, Karen, Janet, Joy, Anne, Rosie O'Donnell and Erasure. Because I clearly have some sort of internet "problem," it's highly likely I'll be posting often from the ship. [And by often I mean at least once. Or twice?] I think it's one of those wireless ripoffs like Starbucks that only people with serious problems use. I am one of those people.

Thanks for bearing with me through this period of comment moderation. I'm hoping it'll be over soon, etc.

Also Carly used the three whole punch somewhat recklessly and my floor's covered in tiny white circles, like a snowstorm in like, Paper-Ville.

Dear Haviland,

I confess:
I have not packed
anything
for the trip

which is tomorrow

Forgive me,
I'm no further along in the packing process
than I was when you were here at five in the afternoon.

Howeves I will not be late.
Nor will you. In fact,
chances are
you won't read this before I see you tomorrow
because you are far more responsible
than I am
but I would not be surprised
if you check your myspace.

Everyone keeps telling me it'll be good to get away. In a way, leaving the city right now terrifies me.

But like most things these days/and likely always, I know once I get there, it'll seem like just the thing; maybe even the only thing. Anything seems really important when you're staring right at it. I would like to stare at some french fries, or possibly a large deep body of water, or possibly an island.



Also by this time tomorrow I'll likely have listened to "We Are Family" 100 times and then will ram my head into a Bugaboo.