Not veddy, veddy propah.

Woke up, got dressed and went to look for work.

Carlos slept in as his mother and I sat drinking coffee and eating sweet bread. Have you seen the Burger King commercial when this guy wakes up with the Burger King sitting in the bed next to him, silently watching. That is true horror.

Speaking of horror, on the trolley from the border to San Diego, met some tourists from England or Britain or The United Kingdom or whatever they call their little island these days. Man, do they believe in dentists? The female of this brood would guffaw and shriek like a herniated yak exposing the most horrid teeth every time I made a comical quip! And gassing the other passengers with her halitosis. Of coarse the bloated sweat factory of a father wanted to talk politics.

Ugh.

Going on and on about how Bush is a war monger. I guess he forgot how Bush and Blair skipped around hand in hand like giggling schoolgirls during the beginning of this fucking war. I mean, I don't particularly like Bush either, but did these fucks completely forget their leaders hand in this. No, it is so much easier to bash Americans. It's en vogue. Blithering twit. I truly felt sorry for their spotty and sulky children.

Got some good leads for work today. Went to the clinic and got an AIDS test. Hafta come back Friday for the results. Speaking of such meaningful crap, was cruising a real attractive black guy on the trolley. I kept staring at his crotch. It was funny that he started to fidget and look around nervously. He struck up an overly animated conversation with a female across from him just to prove his manhood.

Right. Why was he getting an erection when he saw that I was scoping him out? Those wacky heterosexuals...when will they learn?