I think I saw my very first hooker in Knoxville tonight. Across the street from my work, there was a woman pacing around. It looked like she was limping, and she looked kind of panicked, so I considered asking her if she was okay. A van drove by and honked at her, and then an SUV drove by, slowed down, and pulled down a side road. She approached the vehicle, and before any kind of exchange took place the car drove off. It was very surreal, and honestly, scary to watch. I know these things exist, but actually seeing it had a lot more impact than I could have guessed.

I made a new friend. She and I are making key lime ice cream and watching Brokeback Mountain tomorrow night. Don't worry Kristen, she won't replace you as my homo movie mate.