Fumes
Hmm, haven’t written in a few days. No reason, I suppose. The Greek Olympics thing is off because there is literally (and may I say, not surprisingly) no accommodation in the city of Athens. Well, there actually is one place, but I just think $275 a night seems a bit steep. I’m still going to go on the grand tour because, well, I have nothing better to do and am bored. And it’s good for me.
I was watching the new season of Six Feet Under the other night, reveling in the good writing, good acting, and the general hotness of Peter Krause. Apparently, he’s 39, which I guess is a testament to how well he keeps himself. But I did a short list of actor-types that I found attractive, and they were all around 40. I know I like older men, but I thought like two years older, not 20. Stupid American culture that trains us that older men are attractive, while older women are ready for the rubbish heap. But also, Peter Krause is totally hot.
This may be why I’ve not updated the journal lately; I appear only to have totally insipid things to say. Yeah, I didn’t come up with anything in the 20 minutes that this just sat open on my computer while I did other things. Running on fumes today, I guess.
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