Tonight, we’re watching Thinking XXX on TV. I’ve been seeing the previews on HBO for a few weeks now. Even caught a glimpse of my red plaid skirt. It’s on at 11:00 PM on HBO-East and then again at 2:00 AM on HBO-West.

Saturday, October 30, there’s an art opening for Timothy’s portraits at the Mary Boone Gallery, and then an After Party we were invited to… but we’re grounded here in California…

God! I wish I still lived in New York City, so if I was feeling good on that day I could just walk to the gallery, and the party… and shmooze with porn stars and rock stars with my big belly hanging out.

The doc stuck her finger in my cooch today and said my cervix hasn’t yet dilated. I’m within the full-term pocket but I still have to wait.

I have no regrets about having a baby at this time. There are so many exciting events we’re sitting out because of my pregnancy, but it’s worth it. Call me crazy but having a monkey baby is really important to me. I just know I have an amazing child inside me.

In the meantime, Jay and I are fucking like crazy people. My midwife says that oxytocin, the natural hormone that brings labor contractions on, is produced during sex. Once water breaks, though, we can’t be penetrating my cunt anymore to avoid infection. We’re just gonna have to stimulate me in other ways… and I’ve got a few ideas in mind.