i've been home alone for over a week now, with another week to go.
and i'm behaving differently from the past.
it's reflected mostly by my choice of movies.
like the other night for instance.
(not hostel II).
before that, once.
i ran this by andy and benny.
they told me choices like that are troubling, and threatened a poker and porno intervention of some sort.
i said they're nuts and asked them if they saw the movies.
i won't repeat their answers, except to say they haven't and find the whole thing a bit unmanly.
so i told them not to worry that i felt comfortable in my skin, to which they said that was some kind of gay speak.
and with that, they told me the intervention is off until keaton gets back and i've returned to my manly senses.
then i thought, okay so maybe the "comfortable in my skin" was a stretch, especially with this god awful poison ivy i've been battling.
but to call off some male bonding as a result?
oh well, it's not a total loss.
now at least i can watch project runway in peace.
and oh baby!
i know that would would raise some unkempt eyebrows among the boyz.