Age: 40
Weight: I almost went to the gym today. But it's so cold.
Sex: Masturbation without a laptop is challenging, but that's a good thing. Isn't it? So I went about it unaided thinking about R, and P, and A, and some of the "stars" of my sexual past. And then picked up a recent issue of Straight to Hell. Which proved more productive, time-wise.
Laptop: Back tomorrow from Tek-Serve. My Gawker column is unwritten without it. It actually requires more research than most would think. And my job is too grueling to accomplish it there.
Cat: Sometimes she sleeps on the bathroom floor. That's weird to me. I've slept on many floors, but not in a bathroom.
Advice: Recently told to me by a film producer: "What I never tell anyone is that I don't like people. More than just in general. There are few people in the world that I can stand. But you I like. You're amazingly straightforward." My reply: "If you stop wasting your time trying to like those you don't, you'll be a happier person overall."
Plans: Something, I don't know, "cultural".
Diet: Dinner last night a chicken pot pie. So delicious. But not on that "diet" thing. I'm not going to flagellate myself. Unless paid to do so.
Executive summary: I'm an aging pudgy sexless cat-owner. All seems to be going on schedule.
