Ho hum

Another day, another dollar. Almost the same old shit, different day. Almost. I'm slowly feeling better but Scott seems to be feeling worse every day. We keep trading illnesses with each other. I do have to say that last night listening to him play a wargame with his friend, Matt, was kinda sexy. He had a nice deep raspy male voice going. Of course, he'll think that I'm completely off my rocker but that's okay. At least he knows that I'm attracted to him, even when he's sick.