At about 2am today, there was a guy sleeping in my bed. Which is odd. I've never brought anyone home since second year college five years ago, and that included illustration boards and books and excuses about pretend class projects. I did not tire of casual sex, I started getting boyfriends and having sex at their place - infinitely more convenient and less hassle than keeping a bunch of names and places on your phone book (Jay Katips, Aaron Anonas, Jeff Proj. 4, etc).

( The sorry story. )