Heh, I love how the first two topics on the forum list right now are 'Buddhism' and 'PORN!'.
Now, on to other things. Last night I had a dream. It went something like this.
I was sitting in the school auditorium, talking to Tom, the choreographer from the show (I mentioned him in my last entry). We somehow got on the subject of his lust for teenage boys, and then he kissed me. So we went to a sleazy motel and talked and engaged in foreplay, but technically no sex. We then had to go find a different hotel for reasons I either don't know or can't remember. So we ended up in the Hyatt in New York, where we never actually ended up back in our room, but had to argue with a slightly drunk stereotypical white trash mother, some girls from school, and my best friend's ex-boyfriend. At some point in the arguing part, the floor, which was covered in ugly teal carpet, began to slant, so I had to hold on. Then the whole world got washed away, except for a boat full of plastic animals, being held up by Tom, who was very large and a silhouette at this point. Then the whole thing froze, and it was revealed to be a YouTube video. The last part before I woke up was a message across the screen that said "No Matter What You Say, The Video Stays", or something along those lines.
This dream is the latest in a chain of instances where I'm begining to question my full-on straightness. So I'm probably at least slightly bisexual. Oh well. Life goes on.