With Ashley to Walmart

Dear Jack,
Didn't sleep well last night -- I had "You don't own me" going through my head most of the night, but it was Maura Connelly singing it, so it wasn't too bad. Today was Palm Sunday so Kevin and Caleb made their yearly pilgrimage with me to All Saints' for a palm processoinal. They resisted singing the Moxology vs. the Doxology. So I was proud of them. Afterwards we ate lunch with Matt O, Weston, and Audra in GDH. Weston's a pretty cool dude. I am still not sure he grasps I'm gay, but it doesn't matter.

Afterwards I came back to my room and dealt with the elections for Spectrum. They seem to be going well, I just need 5 more voters before midnight tonight for the election to end... otherwise it continues until we have at least half reply. Ideally, we'll have all of them reply.

Ashley and I went to Walmart, we picked out some Power Underware for me. Ribbed Boxer Briefs!! and tagless boxer briefs, and ribbed a-frame shirts. I was happy... then we looked at some of the ladies stuff for her... we picked up a little something... then we got some compressed air for Kevin. And all I could think was, panties, and underware and compressed air.. what are they going to think is going on? I mentioned how we ought to get condoms... then we debated wheter or not Walmart sold Condoms. THEY DO. We looked and Ashley screamed out "LOOK! They do have them, they are over there" And points. It wasn't as bad as the old woman who walked by shaking her head when we were looking at the ladies lingerie. I must say I do not undestand cross dressers, cause none of that stuff even looked appealing. It looked like stuff I could make a slingshot out of.

I ate some Ashley T. leftovers for dinner. And I've milled around the room. There is not much going on. I'd like a fling or something... but no one to fling with. If only some man would come sweep me off my feet... perhapse Mark... if only he were my "type" of man rather than a "ladies" man. GRRR.

Well that's all for today.