Red

What a difference a week can make. Two weeks ago, I was stressed out about my gig, coming home to an empty apartment save for some Polish vodka in the freezer, crap TV, and porn. Lots and lots of porn.

This week, I've woken up every morning to the smiling face of a woman who absolutely adores me, who grins every time she looks at me. And she doesn't mind that I have porn. Heh heh. Plus, she's already told two others that she's leaving El Putzo.

Does this mean that I'm going to change the blog name to something like, I dunno, Mellow Yellow? Hell no! I'm still going to be my snarky old self. No worries about me talking about maaaagic unicorns and gumdrop rainbows where fuzzy wuzzy teddy bears frolic.

P.S.--See, this does not count as an entry about Setup Chick, this counts as an entry about Setup Chick and me. It's not about her, it's about us. Howz that for some fancy schmancy lawyer logic.