I just got home a few minutes ago from hanging out with a friend of mine. I'm supposed to be bowling right now, but similar to the past couple of weeks, I am just not in the mood. That's a bit concerning, but I'm sure it will come back. Of course, I'm sure Paul will be trying to hunt me down to find out why I didn't show up again. He stopped in my apartment (he has keys in case I ever am a facefuck and lock myself out) and left me a note that was all "hope I see you there!" Yeah, I'm thinking that's a big old no.

Anyhow, my friend Steve that I hung out with this evening has a channel called Logo, which is a gay-themed channel. Not something I'd normally watch, but hey, whatever. Well, there was a documentary on there about Tammy Faye Bakker. Talk about one of the last names I thought I would be writing about! The thing was, it was so interesting. I was pretty young when that whole scandal broke and I really didn't know much about the whole thing. It was just interesting to see how much there really was to it. And dare I say, she *might* not be as crazy as I would have once assumed.

And that's the way it seems to be.