Drat.

I'm usually pretty good at maintaining my pill schedule. Above the averages, in fact. Last month, I missed one of my anti-virals for the first time in many months. (Since I have to take that particular pill twice a day, maybe that counts as missing a half dose.)

Last night I missed it again. Same pill. Twice in less than a month's time!

Anyway, I'm sticking it in the journal because I want to keep track of the date.

Hot stuff coming through!

I want one of these! The Power Pizza is a laptop case made from a "genuine Italian-style pizza box."

"Need to go out in the rain? Putting your PowerPizza in a carrier bag will not only increase the level of disguise - it'll keep it dry too."

Wearing a Domino's uniform and a dab of marinara sauce behind the ears would complete the illusion. :-)

Blah.

I was planning on attending a Sons du Soleil (a DC-area nude club for gay guys) party tonight, but I don't know if I'm going to make it or not. I'm feeling a little tired and I don't know if I'm up to playing extrovert right now. If I'm just going to be a wallflower, then I might as well go home.

Maybe I could go and check it out (I've never been to one of their parties) and leave early enough that I could catch the last train back to Baltimore. That would mean missing the 'after party', but I don't know how to tell a room full of naked men that I have HIV anyway. :-\