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So much stuff happened on Thursday, so I'll write separate entries as time allows.

The plumbing problem recurred with Rob noticing water dripping from the kitchen onto the deck. See details at the friendlie post.

Dentist

I had the quickest dental appointment of my life yesterday. My dentist is less than a block away. I went there at 8:30am, and I returned to the office at 8:55am. I had received no emails, business or otherwise, during that time. Woohoo! I've been to dental offices before where I was in the waiting room longer than that!

I had some excessive gum overlap in one spot that was giving me trouble. The dentist gave me several novocaine shots (which made my nose numb), and I didn't feel anything else after that. He did some "cutting" and some "burning." I felt a bit of discomfort later, but took a couple of Vicodin, and there was no further pain.

Doctor visit

Got my haircut during lunch. Later, after the plumber and work, I went to the doctor. My TRIP there will be a separate entry!

The doctor recommended hydrocortisone for my eyelid problem. He also remarked again on my tonsils. I've got HUGE tonsils. Doctors mention it a lot. This time, however, he discussed oral sex. He even used the phrase "going down." I love medical jargon. He said for me to avoid forcefulness. It could cause a tear in the tonsils, and possible bleeding. He just suggested to keep it slow and gentle. I told him, "I'll have to practice." Gentle is my thing, anyhow. I'll have to tell not-so-gentle-Witten about it.

My lipid profile was fine on Atkins. Cholesterol was 195. Triglycerides were 205.

My testerone level was fine. He discussed the new alternative for Viagra, saying it works faster, but is not as long lasting. He also said the new drug coming out at the end of the year is a "Friday night thing." You take it on Friday, and it's "good for all weekend." Kewl.

My HIV labwork was worse. My CD4 count was down to 330 from 459 last time and over 500 the time before. The percentage of t-helpers was down to 13% (previous times were 14%, 17%,19%, and 21%). My viral load was 6600, up from 4500 last time, and 2200 the time before. I'll go back for more labwork in 4 weeks. He suggested getting the work done in the afternoon, which might make a difference. Also, I had been fasting this past time due to the lipid profile. That might make a difference as well. If the bloodwork continues to decline, I'll have to go back on meds. It's been two years this month since I've taken any HIV meds. Hopefully I'll be able to stay off!

My hard cock exposed on Muni

On the trip to the doctor yesterday, I went to the corner of 18th & Castro to catch the #24 bus. As I was waiting there at Hibernia Beach, a cute guy with his shirt off came up to me. He asked if I lived on Eureka. I told him no, but lived near there. He thought we had played before. I told him I would have remembered that. He then said that he had just sucked a guy's cock for free. Guess he turns tricks. Whatever. My bus then came, and I said goodbye.

The bus had just come from around the block, so no one else was aboard. I went to the last row of the bus. A couple other people got on the bus, including one really hot guy with a beard. He sat in the last row of the bus as well, but on the other side. I didn't pay much attention to him, as he was out-of-my-league cute. Lots of people boarded at the Castro & Market stop. I just paid attention to the list of Advanced square dance definitions I had brought along.

Several blocks later, I noticed that the bearded guy was adjusting his parachute pants. Looked like he was messing with his fly, but I really couldn't tell. The thought of it got my mind wandering and my cock to stir. I stroked it through my jeans as I continued to memorize the definition of Chain Reaction. After several more blocks, it was obvious that the guy was playing with himself and had seen me rubbing my crotch. We didn't make any eye contact. Pretty soon, it was just us, the driver, and an old woman up front. I had my zipper down and my hard cock out, giving it some needing attention. The guy rang the stop bell and stood up. He lingered next to me, watching me yank. His stop came, and he got off the bus. He gave me a great smile as the bus pulled away. I zipped up and got off the bus a few stops later. I walked for 3 blocks to the doctor with an erection leading the way.

Boxes, boxes, everywhere

Steve's movers arrived to the flat around 1pm. With the first load, it looked like things would be fitting ok. All the livingroom furniture was in the livingroom. Once boxes are cleared away, there are several possible setups.

They didn't arrive with the second load until after 6:30pm. I had to leave to get to the IBR planning meeting. Steve stuck with them, and I guess it took them until 8:30pm to finish. Whew! Long day. Steve assembled the bed (sweetie) and then came to the Lone Star. I was beat tired from a long day, but Steve needed a break. We stayed for a couple more hours. Some guy was standing alone, so I introduced myself to him. Charlie works as a dresser for the SF Opera. He had some fascinating stories. Steve came up and joined in on the conversation, as he's an opera guy, and I'm not. It's always nice to meet someone new, especially when they're cute.

Got home near 11:30pm. Grrrrr. I was ready to crash. Rob had taken out the trash bins for me. He knew that Steve's move was stress enough. How sweet! Got into the apartment, and there were boxes EVERYWHERE. Oh boy. It's gonna take awhile to unpack! Steve's two bookcases were too tall to fit downstairs. GRRRRRR! Unbelievable. Guess we'll need to get new ones. Soon!

I didn't sleep too well. Too much water at the Lone Star. The alarm blasted this morning, and I had a headache. Not enough sleep. I made coffee, checked emails, and got ready for work. I sat and had coffee with Steve on his couch in the livingroom. Nice to have furniture in there finally! The unpacking task is daunting. Guess we'll be busy this weekend!