We were never really done, back when we had to go "home" before...and Robert comped us the same condo we had the first time for Saturday...So we're back. We have to leave again tomorrow, but Napa is not really our home, we were tricked into living there when we really belong here at the Russian River.

Tonight was the 2007 Leather Man competition. (It's a handy tool that fits in your pocket, Big Daddy) There were three contestants, and the one who won was, how you say in your country? Retarded. Well, I don't have the official diagnosis, but he just wasn't right. It was fun to see all the leather (Oh, so Gay) and sing some fairyoke, and visit with Robert and Christine the psychic...I swear, I feel like the first time I went to Berkely and realized that the social climate in the town where I reside is just not a match for my spirit.

Michael was totally cute all collared in his see-through shirt. I love watching how other people look at him, and I am truly the luckiest woman to put both feet on the ground!

It's tomorrow already, don't want to go to bed, and I don't want to leave this magical place.

If I love you, you know it.