Everyone's gone from work today, and I can't think of anything profound to write about. I want a Jocko design done on my site. I still haven't seen shirtless pec pics of Jocko wearing Hulk Hands either. The pic or the redesign, buddy! Worked out with Matt last night. It was painfully crowded there now that intern discount season has begun. I couldn't even get dressed properly, so I had to leave the gym half-naked in the rain.

Me, Kim and her boyfriend Tri ('chee') went out to DuPont Italian kitchen for dinner. Kim and I worked the Midwest accent with some friends of mine and talked about cheese curds. Tri asked me later why the table of late 30-something gay men all looked identical. I couldn't answer that, but noted his astuteness. Later that evening we went to Titan for a few. Kim marvelled over the endless stream of heavy house diva music.

Tonight...tonight...there's sol-i-tude tonight! Guests are gone, roomate's gone, it's raining...lovely time to be alone! Solo Jimbo.