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• 5:30am: woke up (I'm still a little jetlagged), got out of bed to piss my morning hard-on away, got back under covers on my stomach, hugged pillow, fell back asleep.
• 7:30am: woke up for good, beat off.
• 7:45am: descended into brief AOLhole, made booty call plans for later.
• 8:00am: beat off.
• 9:00am: coffee and granola with yogurt and fruit at the lotus club on clinton and stanton (really close to my place), called photoreact on the way to see if he'd like to drop by to talk about maybe shooting some pics.
• 9:45am: hurriedly surfed the bloglives of jami, jonno, dori, and richard, chatted with claudia and grace even more hurriedly. claudia's med-school friend that she wants to introduce me to is in town (fuck, none of us has any time this weekend), grace is hosting a group viewing of there's something about mary (fuck, I already have dinner plans that night).
• 10:00am: shower.
• 10:30am: union square farmer's market. picking up food stuff. run into paul and dirk and their dog, who jumps on me as we talk about paul spending a month in portland, oregon with ngltf, dirk looking for people to work with his non-profit training folks in computers (need a job in nyc?), paul and my friend lapo getting stopped in the middle of chelsea and asked if they were gay (what the fuck? it's chelsea, of course they are), buy tomatoes, sprouts, yellow squash, then run into manny, flash forward 2000 finalist, attempting a bike race tomorrow, then run into casey's lovely wife cait. new york city is small. walk into virgin megastore (megavirgin), beautiful boy there and I want not only him but also to have those arms of death that are hanging from his shoulders.
• 12:30pm: roasted turkey on seven-grain with deli mustard and black pepper mayo, from stepmama's.
• 2:00pm: meet rachel and erin at crosby and prince, have coffee at the lafayette used bookstore café, get caught up on work and life. they are well. walk around shops and peek inside periodically, mostly as an excuse to hang out and chatter. a really nice way to spend a drizzly Saturday afternoon.
• 2:00-7:30pm: sometime in here i think i beat off again. is this normal for a healthy 24 year old?
• 7:30pm: buy sparkling wine for jesse's birthday party (it even came with a 12 exposure camera emblazoned with "capture your sparkling moments!"—too bad it doesn't have a flash).
• 9:00pm: head out to astoria for party. hang with jesse, andrea, shilpa, doris, jesse's two cute friends—both very tall, black, nice smiles. have the obligatory yeah-i-work-for-a-web-design-firm-and-it's-cool,-i-like-it conversation while jesse rolls his eyes—he works for a non-profit (no stock options) and is so over it (my autopilot banter, not the non-profit).
• 12:00am: head out for booty call
• 2:00am: barhopped in east village (what can I say, I have energy tonight for some reason). brief showings in wonderbar (listened to alright, by janet jackson), phoenix, walked by the door of starlight long enough to determine that I wasn't going in, cruised the line waiting outside of the cock.
• 3:30am: bed (solo).

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