I swore after the last boy, not again. I won't let my gaurd down again. I won't I won't I won't....oh crap.

I met another musician. Another bass player. And he's wonderful. I don't want to admit it. I can't say it out loud. But he's wonderful.

Unlike the Jay Leno show, which is currently playing in the background.

It's boys night out so I'm staying in.

Tomorrow Iss and I plan to spend the whole day inhaling the desserts of Hotel Congress.

And Sunday... Sunday is with him. Shit. I can't stop smiling. I'm screwed.