...THEN he hid it in his kitchen and made me find it. (This led to a lot of "This Joe Louis? Is this it?"...."What about those croissants? I like croissants. Are they for me?"...."This mug isn't for me, is it? Good.")

A WEEZER calendar. Wicked man, wicked.

I guess boys aren't so bad, after all. :)

(ps: this refers specifically, but not exclusively, to Len, who loves me and hugs me and buys me sparkly things, Mike, my new friend who can read japanese and play "Everything I Do (I Do it For You)" on acoustic guitar, and Ryan, who has pink hair and a kind soul. Thanks.)