sunday is the loneliest day of the week.....

for several years now, sunday has been my least favorite day of the week: a day i despise even more than monday.
some people view sunday as another day of weekend fun and therefore plan events such as picnics, public outings, beer busts and general partying. but since i have embarked upon my mission of becoming a a sports psychologist (a clinical psychologist with a specialty in sports...blah blah blah) within 8 years of graduating from high school, my sundays have become ones of study and preparation for the upcoming week. this means no partying, no public outings...i in essence become a monk except for the few hours at the end of the day when i settle down in front of the tv with a glass of something and watch the tudors, the l word, the amazing race...which ever of my favorite shows is on.
which brings me to the licentious, bawdy, sexy, silly, bodice rippin' henry the 8th drama on showtime...the tudors starring the mildly hot jonathan rhys myers as henry8 obviously as a young man not the beer gutted, mammoth, turkey leg devouring henry that we have come to love but a young, virile henry who likes sex, likes to scream "i am the KING" incessantly, loves women and horses not particularly in that order. the drama is also set before henry starts chopping his wives heads off to make way for their successors. the tudors is fun, the production is lavish and the men are pretty hot...there was even a gay dude last season who was in henry's inner circle but alas he seems to be gone this season.
all of the above being said, i have a lunch "date" with bob-o-licious tomorrow. of course he thinks that it is a student/teacher conference though i think otherwise, obviously. i like eating with bob because he eats like a real person. by that i mean he eats anything he wants (and still maintains a slammin' body): burgers, fries, cokes with sugar, bananas, french bread, butter, apple fritters, doughnuts in general, ice cream (not yogurt or that dastardly stuff they sell at pinkberry), cakes, pies, meatloaf, etc., etc. in other words, he is a natural man. bob is just more concerned with more important things than how many carbs he consumes every day. this is one of the many reasons that i love him and also when i order fries when i'm with him he doesn't give me "the eye"...and you all know what i mean by that.
carlos, my room mate has finally confided in me that he thinks that he is gay and that he may be in love with greg with whom he caused a major scene last week at q's. he is so clueless or playing clueless that he has asked me how to "be" gay. i told him: act above it all, pretend you're interested in others real feelings, say sarcastic things, do things usually associated with those men who were called metrosexuals in the 90's. i also said that it wouldn't hurt to love madonna, kylie, tina and rem. this i said would give him a good start in places like the abbey in west hollywood (weho).
getting back to sunday tv, on bbc america tonight one of my favorite actors,who happens to be a brit, robson green returns in a mini series, "wire in the blood." but right now, an hour before it starts there is a bbc doc called "my big breasts and me." one of the subjects of the doc wears a 40G bra...this in a nutshell is why i love the english.
music-wise today it was classical day: prokoviev, rachmaninov, joan sutherland, joan baez and the clash......
peace,
tyler