March 3, 2003
My brother is also my roommate. Like me, he's a man who treasures his privacy. Perhaps even more than I do. But he's a kind man, and doesn't seem to mind splitting his rent with me. Today was his birthday, so to honor his friendship, confidence and generosity, I took the cash from today's bleed and bought him a bottle of Early Times. He's encouraged to keep it in his room. A can of mace for the dogs on his tail. Not exactly top shelf, but he seemed happy. I treasure my friends with simple tastes. Happy birthday, my man.