Saturday, December 5, 2009

Of fruit flies and hot toddies...

which by the way kick ass...the hot toddies I mean. That shit hit me like a ton of bricks in the best way last night...and, turns out, I like whiskey. I guess I'm just manly like that.



Of course I could have had this hot toddy if the other one hadn't worked:

But it worked so I decided to pass....

Why the hot toddies? Because I have a cold from hell. You know I found that if you cry, you're sinuses clear up super fast. So, tonight I watched Broken Hearts Club (Zach Graff is one good looking Jew) and Big Fish. I cried my eyes out AND blew everything out of my nose but the kitchen sink.

Also, today I had lunch with Gaymer who I THOUGHT was a medical student but who is in fact working on getting a PhD in Bio Medical Engineering from the UTHSC. Anyway, so he is very tall and very cute...we had lunch at Cool Cafe. He's very laid back and calm. The breakdown:

1. Has never been to a gay club

2. Has a lot of Jewish friends

3. Has a very pretty smile and nice hands and forearms (I happen to look at a man's hands and forearms. Shut up.)

4. Works with fruit flies and has to dissect the larvae using microscopic scissors.

5. Is from Northern Louisiana

6. Wants to go out again on Tuesday to see The Road.

All in all I had a good time.

For the record, when I said I was going to slow down on the dating thing I meant looking for new guys...I'm still going to go out with these fellers...especially Gaymer and Smokey. I'm taking Smokey with me to the Alamo Draft House on Wed for the screening of the Glee Sectionals thingamajig. Then, after a Hannukah party at the Rabbi's house on Saturday, we're making an appearance at The Candlelight where I hope to run into the old ladies in drag, my goal being to take a picture with one of them which I will most assuredly post on this blog...I wonder if I have to tell her that?

Well, I'm off to rub vicks vapor rub on my nostrils and then go to bed. I hope I'm at the ass end of this cold. Although, I kinda like that I sound like Louise Jefferson...all raspy and smokey.

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