I’m back in Sydney after 2 days up at some little seaside resort. It was quite nice. I’m heading out for dinner with Single Guy. It is ironic, he will be my “date” for my 50th birthday. Scrappy Doo called me the middle of the night his time to profess his love for me (naturally), that he missed me (naturally) and was eager to be with me (of course).
I’ve been busy working so not much time to really think. Thinking isn’t good if you’re gay. Best to just keep the wheel in motion. More to report as the weekend is long for Easter here.