1:53 p.m. on 2002-01-10
Do my pooh bear jammies make me gay?

Oh, this hurt too. I was walking downstairs from my apartment (my building has like 112 apts) and overheard one of old ladies yelling something to Ramon, who's the doorman for the building. I stopped bcause she was saying something about my apartment:

"And the lesbian in 4m, she types so loud and right above my bedroom. I can't read. And then she wheels her chair back and forth."

Ramon says, "Uh, I don't think you have the right person. There's no lady in 4m"

"I saw her once, with pajamas...in the hallway."

So, there you have it...the secret that is my life revealed. A pajama wearing, keyborad tapping, chair-rolling lesbian.

in the slammer - up for parole