3:19 a.m. in the downstairs den of sin, or noel's bedroom. not nearly as dark as the old bat cave. but hey new director new vision, gotta change things up from time to time. my day started earlier then usual at the crack of 10:30 in time to pack, and last minute nescecities for the trip. my love was my chauffeur en route to the air port. i was very glad to spend the night with her, and have her drive me and send me off. as if nothing was wrong between us. two quick flights and i arrive in the district of columbia. even though i've been before, it felt as if i had never been before. which is obvious becuase i was very little not ablt to care or remember my surroundings. i'd love to sit and write about everything that happened today, but theres really only one thing i'd like to touch on, and its not too much but just something that i saw that paused my mind for a minute, it was when i was with noel in a lesbian bar, and right behind the dj was an amreican flag, but rather the traditional red and white stripes it was the technicolor scale that we've grown to recognize as the gay symbol. i don't really know what i thought of, i just know it was odd and surreal to me. being in the nations capitol and to see something that to many different people would be considered disgracful and unpatriotic, and at the same moment being surrounded by so many women that all didn't actually want to get with me. not a single one of them. it was a rather humbling moment. not that i think i'm the shit at all by any means, but to know that no matter what, i stood not a single chance with any of these girls. so i think thats all i got for now. i must retire. my asain princess is asleep in her bed. it almost feels like i'm not even here. but i'm so glad that i am.