I love my friends; they share the worry and try what they can to divert. Mark insisted I join him at The Happy Place and Ditmar made me smile with both the supremely silly title to today's drag show and the use of a pourer as a makeshift chalice. The pourer is the real joke as it is never used; The Palace's drinks are so notoriously strong that it would probably make more sense to just leave the bottle in front of the customer.

We joked about Mark's Fankenstein boot, although it seemed so more practical than a cast. Carl stopped by to make sure I was still going to see Eartha Kitt tonight. Dr. Brad told us some funny things he came across while working in an emergency room some years back. He told us of hearing the scream of the very proper head nurse once. When he ran to help he found a young guy who had got a flashlight stuck up his ass. When the nurse asked him to spread his cheeks, she wasn't prepared for the beam of light. That made me smile, too.

Then my beloved Jeremy popped by and said he was bored this morning and shaved his entire body. "Jose's coming home to a surprise tonight: A 12-year-old boy!" And that made me really smile.