last night i cooked and ate a whole zucchini and then brian came home and we had two packs of parliament lights delivered. i introduced him to the wonderful world of prog haus dj markus schulz and then he left and i fell asleep while reading about the cia's secret wars in afghanistan. at 4am i desperately needed to pee but the toilet was occupied with a strange irish man. this morning we had boutique pressed ciabatta brunch sandwiches delivered. because it was such a nice day, indeed the first one after about 123423 days of pounding rain, i opted to stay home and clean the bathroom. i'm supposed to go to this party in harlem tonight but i have second thoughts. i miss nayrb7 and have received word that he is doing fine over there in niedersachsen.