Res ipsa loquitur

I've read it a million times; I've written it myself: two guys are getting ready to fuck for the first time, and one says, "Do we need a condom?" and while they do that little dance of "I'm clean" and "I've been tested" and so on, I'm saying, "Noooo! It's not difficult or painful! In the time you've spent talking about it, you could have done it and gotten on with your sex scene!"

And -- I mean, now I can't believe I was surprised that people would kick up a fuss over wearing a mask, is what I'm saying.

( virus stuff )

I had a completely uneventful birthday. We didn't even make a cake. I always feel disappointed about my own birthday and guilty about other people's -- I should have done more, I should have made a bigger deal of it -- so in a way it was nice not to be able to go anywhere or see anyone; it couldn't have been a big production no matter what I did, which took the pressure off.

My mother can't go out and buy cards, so she sent me a valentine.