Not much for talking today.Saw Hedwig and the Angry Inch (the movie that is) on Saturday. It’s a great movie, but I got depressed. It reminded me of Greg whom I saw the stage production with. I had to fight back tears the rest of the evening. Nothing couscous and merlot couldn’t solve. Bought How To Talk Dirty and Influence People by Lenny Bruce. I still don’t know why I haven’t read it earlier. I guess I’m a fucking retard. Enough of this. I’m going through writer’s block and I feel alone. Perhaps it’s just better that way.