Crack

Today I went rollerblading for 5 miles.

Now, if you know me, you know that's alot.

Ironically, it wouldn't be so bad, if it weren't for the five million cracks and bumps in the roads all over this city! Jesus Christ, where's a queen to flitter her wings in glorious blades if she can't do it in New York City?

The scenery was quite gorgeous today. It makes me very happy to see so many hot, sweaty men making the most of their time. Keep on keepin' on boys. Your muse loves it.

On another note, your muse made a special guest appearance at Mrs. N's 28th (read 42) birthday party at Sutton Place on the Upper East Side. Minus the frags and sorrostitutes, it was a fantabulous atmosphere! I even met a new boy, dear readers. I'll keep you posted on that as it develops.

Oh shit, my friend Mary Jane just dropped by. Looks like that's it for me friends! Until next time...

Ciao!!!!
GM