magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

So I never went back out again last night. And today, with the exception of brunch, three blocks away at Life, I didn't even make it out of the house. I watched TV on my computer. Last week's West Wing. More of season two of Queer as Folk. I poked around on the internet. Baked a potato. Wished I had a cigarette. Talked to Daniel for a few minutes. They were in a motel somewhere between Phoenix and Ohio, moving half way back across the country.