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Mmmm...nice dinner tonight. My body is full from a great meal at Paragon, good conversation, one or two Cosmos, and then a hot bath that left my body tingling.

To add to my travel whore itinerary, I was offered the opportunity to take a trip to Atlanta in about four weeks. Assistance editing a Diversity publication. Well, really, can you get more diverse than this little guy?

(Curls toes contentedly)

Damn, does it get much better than this?

Well, possibly. Haven't heard from Peter today. I think he might feel slighted from my early departure Wednesday plus my failure to call him Sunday night.

But that's good, isn't it
Grand, isn't it
Great, isn't it
Swell, isn't it?

Blah blah blah

Sorry, I know that I should walk around torn and tattered, but I can sense Spring in the air and that always makes this old dog's ears start to perk up.

It's time to do some theater again. I'm just in the mood. But I do want to sing, too, very badly. Must be a musical. Must be blood. Must be fresh.