My entire Sunday was spent in the house. I stopped at Starbucks early in the morning to get a Green Iced Tea Lemonade(excellent, excellent stuff, that would be great if I could get Starbucks to sponsor my blog), and then I went back in my apt to clean up, relax, watch DVDs, and of course sports. I can't even remember the last day I spent just relaxing like that, and I would recommend it to any and every one who asked me about it. I thought about my life, my family (excluding my grandmother after the story that inspired Sat's blog entry), and just my overall well-being. I had a total of two phone conversations all day long. One with a good friend, and one with the new crush. Other than that, it was all about me. As a result, I feel pretty refreshed and ready for semi-productive work week.

Aside from writing, I am convinced that my true calling in life was/is to be a DJ. I went out to a bar on Sat night that had a jukebox, and I spent a good 2 hours(and money) putting in songs that would move the crowd. I had a few missteps, but for the most part the bar was jamming, while at the same time wondering, who is this wonderful man putting on all these wonderful songs. Now I see while DJs sometimes say that their craft has little to do with how much money they make(or spend) and everything to do with a crowd moving to a set of carefully crafted songs that make women shake their collective asses, and men watch and fantasize. Now if i can just get a friend or two to trust me enough to do a party, I'd be in there. I suppose I would have to come up with a name too..

I have on a pink shirt today. I know its 2006 and men have shed their worries about being perceived as having the gay, but every now and then I find myself worrying if wearing this shirt screams to the gay community, "WE GOT ANOTHER ONE BOYS". I smile less when I wear this shirt, and I try to walk a little slower as to avoid an inadvertent switch. That's just way too much thought to put into it I know, but I can't take being hit on my someone from the other team..not anymore anyway.