I Love Saturday

[Today...]

[So far:]

[1. Wake up. Contemplate the joy of life and the wonderment of living (hangover included) and then notice, oh yeah...]

[2. Snuggle.]

[3. Get bored of snuggling but not of watching Snugglee sleep.]

[4. Get bored of that and read three or four more pieces in this book, quietly turning pages like I learned to do back in the long-term-coupled days. (Michael's story, of which I remember reading a truncated version on his blog ages ago, is my favorite so far.)]

[5. After we shower, kick Snugglee out (yes, number acquired).]

[6. Make toast and coffee. Milton's 99% Fat Free Multi-Grain bread, golden brown with plenty of butter. The joe? Peet's of course. One teaspoon Trader Joe's Organic Sugar, one healthy splash TJ's skim milk. It seems odd somehow to me that every fitness- and healthy-diet-oriented person I know MUST have half-and-half in his or her coffee. The pained looks I get when I say all I've got is skim...]

[7. While consuming aforementioned comestibles, answer my one nonspam piece of email;

[8. Read blogs and offer a comment or two; and...]

[9. Write this.]

[Still to do:]

[1. Go to the bank for a cashier's check. Sigh.]

[2. Maybe meet Allen to lay in the sun at Dolores Park and/or see a matinee of Law of Desire at the Castro. Considering where it's playing, and the fact that it's Almodovar's most stylishly homoerotic film (Bad Education was, let's face it, pretty raw, but its sexuality was so Bel Ami or something; I prefer Law), we may have trouble getting tickets. Everyone wants to see the young Antonio Banderas go gay-batshit on the big screen.]

[3. Call my mother.]

[4. Clean this pigsty. You've got no dignity, Huntington.]

[Sunny days chasing the clouds away...]

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