once you emailed me and told me, with amusement, that two beefy athletic guys walked by while you were sitting in the library wearing a brown turtleneck sweater and listening to rufus wainwright. and i laughed; i could picture it. know what? i still can, sometimes.

one of my friends said, "i need a gay boyfriend," and i probably agreed, but because i know what she means. i really kind of almost had one.

i wish you could hear some of these guys i'm listening to these days. maybe you'd be listening to them in the library, too.

remind me: whose version of hallelujah did you hear first? because i heard yours first.