Well, I slept past noon today.  One of my movies I want to see is on cable at one..  North Country with Charlize Theron.  I have fantasies about girls like her.  I have realities of fat ugly women who need company.

Gary met Lesa over the weekend.  He says, she's not perfect, but she's no Bonnie Horny, his nickname for one of the women I dated when I first moved to Kansas City.  But, Gary, with Bonnie, I WAS young, and desperate.  Lesa says she's fat, and would like to lose weight, but then again, I haven't seen her naked.  And don't read anything into that.

She is the first woman that I lived with with the exception of the dyke who moved in last winter.  (What a mistake that was.)  And by living with, I mean sharing the same domicile, and not bedroom with.  A couple of the women I dated said they wouldn't mind if I moved in with them, but to me that was too much like  a commitment.  Plus, what do you do when you want alone time?  Now, Lesa goes off with her family to events, and I go down to Gary's place at the lake on weekends.

I've got a ton of applications that I have to get in the mail today.  I will go down to the library, because I have too many distractions here.  I have the new Alan Jackson on the CD player now, and I will enjoy the rest of my Cherry Coke Zero with it.  If you profess your love for Diet Coke, and you drink Coke Zero, are you cheating?  I'll never know.

Tata for now, Dougie Fresh