got back from the interview in one piece on thursday night. jetlagued to death, but i made it relatively okay. that crazy allergy/cough i've been going through followed me throughout the night and the flight back home. the feeling was certainly not *cute*!

come friday, i tried to do some catch up work at the office. i end up getting caught up in things till around noon which prompted me to rush back home to try to get my ass to buffalo for my boss' wedding. needless to say i missed it and feel like a heel and a half! i'm sure i'm never going to live this one off. oh well. i tried, i really did.

the majority of this weekend was spent catching up with sleep believe it or not. i think i've slept more this weekend than i normally do in any given week! FOR REAL! it's kinda scary.

last night i went to this party with frank at the 930 club called BLOWOFF. definitely something different. it's hard to describe -- some kind of alt-rock gay dance party with a distinct leather bear edge. truly something to see to believe. it was fun and i caught up with a lot of the nation / apex party boys as well as a slew of others that i haven't seen out in ages. mostly a lot of my old club kid friends from tracks days. skippy ~ glen ~ a whole bunch of others. as me and glen were dancing, we made a comment on how it was like the old days back at tracks and more recently when the 930 club space was also used for the millenium dance parties in '98-'99. he was quick to remind me how i first met him over 15 years ago at tracks when i just got back from college. wow! talk about timewarp.