September 10, 2007
Six years ago...
...at about this time GMT, I was creeping back to my hotel from a night spent with a brawny Englishman named Andy. We met in the Heath during my last trip to London, and he took me back to his place for a little roll in the hay. I ended up sleeping at his place and taking a cab back to the hotel just in time to get up for our ill-fated voyage home. I think about him a lot. He had gorgeous arms and very kissable lips.
