the nice part about never really going anywhere is that when you actually do go out somewhere, people are always so surprised to see you. i like surprises. maybe i should not go out anywhere more often.
last night i dreamed about a friend of mine who is very happily married running around, chasing women, naked, in the garage below a pilates studio. i think he was a little embarrassed i saw him in the nude, but he actually looked pretty good–kind of like someone who has been doing a lot of pilates. neither my pilates instructor nor I could figure out why he was cheating on his wife, unless she had given her permission, which I guess is possible.