sweetness follows

it was fifty-five degrees outside today. windows down on the blazer. xm radio blaring a dance mix of westlife doing barry mannilow's "mandy", and yes i really am just that gay.

it was the first day i've left my place in months without my old navy "frost free or whatever" jacket on. p.s. i love you, i'm just not overly fond of the trail of feathers you left everywhere i went. if one more person gave me an odd look while picking a tiny white feather off of my back i swear i was gonna cry, "that's it i can no longer hide my true self from you any longer! yes, i really am a chicken". it's a down filled jacket people, come on, do the math!

the good news: flip flops and shirtless boys are just around the corner. it's been a long, cold winter.