2004-01-12 - 11:12 p.m.

hell yeah.

i had the most drenching yoga class tonight. i went to the foremost, quintessential west side yoga class. it was matt to matt, 150 people in a very small room. it's city famous. and quite amusing. i used to go to it years ago and now i got to see how far i've come.

so dood check this out...a bit ago p and i were lost to a party on the east side and i asked a guy directions and his dog was barfing in his car and we chatted for a bit and apperently he went and did a craigs list and some missing persons thing to find me again. haha. wow. what a silly billy. i swear i'm nto that much to bother over.

and that hot fella finally called me. look at how easily filled up i still am by the outsides. this outside in particular.

i'll get back to them when i have the chance. i think men are strange. so are women, granted. humans really. all very strange. all searching, aching for love, while simulataneously pushing it desperately away.

so i have a q for all of my nyc affiliates, curious, is yoga such a big kick out there? do people do it frequently?

i found out that nyc gets back tomorrow or the next. i can't believe he never emailed me once. i'm trying to let go of it, the whole thing and jsut let the balls fall where they may and be open to whatever the gift will be.

one things for sure, i need to get myself laid pdq. and by someone good. really really good. thick and slow and fast and furious and creative and silent and moaning and tender and present yet, somehow, unattached. of course.

the stores here do not stay open long enough. my city is finally reeking of vivrancy and art and innovation, but the stores don't keep the hours i do.

much cheers.