I don't really have anything exciting to tell you, and I'm for some reason tired as hell tonight. Must be because I not only burned the candle at both ends, but I broke it in half, and burned both pieces at both ends, too. Yeah. I'm tired, and not making sense.

The truth is that compared to my weekend, today seemed so... boring. I actually was very busy today and worked straight through lunch... I do that every now and then... look up at the clock, and find out it's four... I don't do that often, but sometimes.

When I was in Dallas over Thanksgiving, I bought new shoes. I really live up to the whole gay sterotype with the shoe thing... I'm way to into shoes to be straight. Most people (Mark notwithstanding) compliment my taste in shoes, and others (like Mark) shake their head in disbelief. Whatever. I know I'm stylin' in my wrestling-looking dress shoes. They are all the rage for now.

Actually, I was beginning to notice that the really fashionable boys (and by fashionable, I mean my friend Steven, and the boys who work in the stores that sell coture clothing) are wearing really pointy shoes. I swear I won't wear anything like that. This season.

Not much else to tell, so I'll cut it short. Thanks for reading, good day.