I have been receiving spam mail at an increasingly rapid rate these days. All of them declare stunning promises of a larger penis, a prolonged erection, a stronger sexual drive... or sometimes just a lower mortgage rate. I received a message in my inbox with this subject title (Spread your see, use Viagra) and I think it has become my favorite. It made me, quite literally, laugh out loud. So it's sticking around for awhile. I wish that they knew I don't have a penis.
It was a glorious weekend in and about the District. I got to see KHart on Saturday night as he was finishing up his double shift at Tunni's. It's great to have a third place, let me say. Tunni's was my third place while I was living in DC and that comes with residual benefits. Knowing the owners, the managers, most of the wait and bar staff... conclusion? I go and hang out for several hours, gourging myself on delicious food and endless drinks and only pay $4. It was grand, indeed.
Sunday, I met Church boy Nathan for breakfast and church. It was a good time. A really good time, in fact. I think we got a lot of issues cleared up which is always nice. I'm looking forward to the direction that our friendship will take from here. It's good not to suffer anxiety about these sorts of things.
This is an incredibly dull blog. I'm ending it now. Cheerio.
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