None of my gmail buds have their green dots on to chat. God I'm pathetic.
After work I went in search of the October OUT magazine with John Barrowman on the cover, but it was not out yet. (Hahahah)
I went to A Different Light on Castro Street and the two guys behind the counter didn't even know who he was. Tell me there's not something wrong when I have to spread the Gospel Of John to gay boys in a gay bookstore in San Francisco.