A weekend is a weekend. I ended up going to an exhibit opening on the Miracle Mile with works by Joseph Park. It was somewhat of a let-down. The other galleries on that site weren’t all that good either. They have a gallery called “Works on Paper”. Some of that stuff is absolutely laughable. Even my shit is better than that. That got me motivated enough to do some work this weekend.

E__ came over a couple of times this weekend. It was nice having someone to wake up to in the nude. Feeling something warm and hard on my thigh. It’s been way too long since that happened. We talked on Thursday and decided to keep it at non-commitment level. We are both anti-relationship right now which is good. For now.