Monday, March 17, 2003
WELL!
HAPPY ST. PADDY’S EVERYONE! and also HAPPY PURIM!
You know, I was going to bail out of drinking beer today because I felt as though I had been drinking enough lately and I want to try and tone it down a bit. But then I came to work and had a pretty great day and the weather is unbelievably enticing and beautiful and now I am going to have drinks as soon as I get out of here. Nice one Joe. Way to stick by any sort of resolution. But YUM! Green beer!
Had a wonderful weekend. Friday night went out with the girls to lesbo city. Joanna came over beforehand and brought me a wonderful card that she had written along with a new plant for my bedroom! My old plant, Conrad, was VERY excited to have a girlfriend. This new plant’s name is Frida Callow. Or whatever her name is. You know, the woman with the unibrow. Yeah. Conrad and Frita are happily in love.
Stayed up late talking to Kelly again and was up by 3pm on Saturday to get ready for my night out at Ari’s b-day party. Was supposed to hang with Paul’s family this weekend, but after running into them Friday night, decided against it. They were nothing short of weird with me and gave me dirty looks and made it almost impossible for me to be around them. I mean, SORRY family, but Paul is GAY and I am his GAY BOYFRIEND and we do GAY sex together (well, not for the last two months, but still…) and GAY GAY GAY. It took all I had not to scream these things in their faces. They were BLECH. And if it weren’t for Mariah and Joanna, they would have ruined my night. Thank God for friends.
Saturday night I went to Ari’s party ALONE. I never go anywhere alone, but decided that her get together was more important than my irrational fears of having to fend for myself. So I went. When I walked through the door and realized that I really knew no one, I told myself that I would be out of there in 5 minutes flat. As I sipped on my first drink, I decided to give the night a shot. See if I could survive more than one drink. Turns out, I survived 4 drinks and had a pretty great time. I talked a great deal with Ari’s old-time friend Fran and her husband. I was able to get to know them a LOT better and I was very happy about that. Ari has hung out with my friends on numerous occasions and I felt like Saturday night was my turn. I talked to FISH, I talked to K (don’t want to give her real name, but don’t know her online name), and I exchanged “hello’s and good-byes” with Doug. It was a very successful evening and I felt so PROUD of myself after it was all over. I went there “stag” and came out of it feeling confident and empowered. GREAT night.
Yesterday, I went to lunch with Kelly’s family and had a beautiful time. They love her so much and it was nice to be around “family” for the afternoon. Turns out, Kelly’s father lost his keys in the cab and he and Kelly’s mom had to wait 8 hours on the corner of 46th and 6th for a new key to be made. Oops. It was really upsetting to have to see them wait for so long, but it didn’t stop Kelly and I from going to see the new movie, “Willard”!
WHICH BY THE WAY…I LOVED!
It wasn’t cheesy and it definitely was directed well. There is one scene in the movie that involves a cat and the song “Ben” by Michael Jackson and I loved it so much that I have told every single person about it, in great detail, since I have woken up this morning. My god, I might have to buy the DVD of this movie. Don’t judge me. I watch “good” movies too. But being someone who has always had a weakness for “scary b-movies”, I just LOVED this one. And it was better than most. Very cleverly done.
I am ONE chapter away from finishing The Manhattan Hunt Club and once again I am riveted! Will Joe escape the subway hunt? Will they cut off his dick and put titties on him? Will the rats and cockroaches eat him alive once he has been shot and killed? SO EXCITED TO FINISH THIS BOOK.
I will always love you Willard.
The shirt I am wearing today smells so fiercely like cum, I don’t know what to do about it. Obviously I didn’t bathe in real cum this morning. I think it’s just that the Russian lady that cleaned my clothes used too much detergent, but I reek of a blown load and it’s making me gag. I truly hope that everyone at the bar I am headed to thinks I smell like cum. Straight guys LOVE other guys that smell like cum.
SO!
I have been researching very heavily, the different places for Paul and I to take our vacation this summer.
I think I have narrowed it down to the Bahamas. UM! I MEAN!?!?!? We are once again using my parents time-share and I find out today that they have “shares” all over the world. I checked out Hungary and Singapore and decided that now is not the time to visit these countries.
Truth is, I have never been out of the USA. EVER. In fact, the only states I HAVE been in are Massachusetts, Vermont, Florida, California and Virginia. I don’t go on vacation ever and last year I was cautious about taking a whole week away with Paul. So we went to Orlando and I ran around Disney with gayness coursing through my veins. This year, I really think we are going to end up in the fucking Bahamas! I am so excited I could shit.
Oh no, that’s the pizza I had for lunch brewing. I will definitely keep you posted as to these plans.
FUCKING YAY!
Alright, I really do gotta shit myself. So see you tomorrow. And will someone PLEASE remind me to clean off the jizz from my shirt before I put it on?
DAYIM!
HAPPY ST. PADDY’S EVERYONE! and also HAPPY PURIM!
You know, I was going to bail out of drinking beer today because I felt as though I had been drinking enough lately and I want to try and tone it down a bit. But then I came to work and had a pretty great day and the weather is unbelievably enticing and beautiful and now I am going to have drinks as soon as I get out of here. Nice one Joe. Way to stick by any sort of resolution. But YUM! Green beer!
Had a wonderful weekend. Friday night went out with the girls to lesbo city. Joanna came over beforehand and brought me a wonderful card that she had written along with a new plant for my bedroom! My old plant, Conrad, was VERY excited to have a girlfriend. This new plant’s name is Frida Callow. Or whatever her name is. You know, the woman with the unibrow. Yeah. Conrad and Frita are happily in love.
Stayed up late talking to Kelly again and was up by 3pm on Saturday to get ready for my night out at Ari’s b-day party. Was supposed to hang with Paul’s family this weekend, but after running into them Friday night, decided against it. They were nothing short of weird with me and gave me dirty looks and made it almost impossible for me to be around them. I mean, SORRY family, but Paul is GAY and I am his GAY BOYFRIEND and we do GAY sex together (well, not for the last two months, but still…) and GAY GAY GAY. It took all I had not to scream these things in their faces. They were BLECH. And if it weren’t for Mariah and Joanna, they would have ruined my night. Thank God for friends.
Saturday night I went to Ari’s party ALONE. I never go anywhere alone, but decided that her get together was more important than my irrational fears of having to fend for myself. So I went. When I walked through the door and realized that I really knew no one, I told myself that I would be out of there in 5 minutes flat. As I sipped on my first drink, I decided to give the night a shot. See if I could survive more than one drink. Turns out, I survived 4 drinks and had a pretty great time. I talked a great deal with Ari’s old-time friend Fran and her husband. I was able to get to know them a LOT better and I was very happy about that. Ari has hung out with my friends on numerous occasions and I felt like Saturday night was my turn. I talked to FISH, I talked to K (don’t want to give her real name, but don’t know her online name), and I exchanged “hello’s and good-byes” with Doug. It was a very successful evening and I felt so PROUD of myself after it was all over. I went there “stag” and came out of it feeling confident and empowered. GREAT night.
Yesterday, I went to lunch with Kelly’s family and had a beautiful time. They love her so much and it was nice to be around “family” for the afternoon. Turns out, Kelly’s father lost his keys in the cab and he and Kelly’s mom had to wait 8 hours on the corner of 46th and 6th for a new key to be made. Oops. It was really upsetting to have to see them wait for so long, but it didn’t stop Kelly and I from going to see the new movie, “Willard”!
WHICH BY THE WAY…I LOVED!
It wasn’t cheesy and it definitely was directed well. There is one scene in the movie that involves a cat and the song “Ben” by Michael Jackson and I loved it so much that I have told every single person about it, in great detail, since I have woken up this morning. My god, I might have to buy the DVD of this movie. Don’t judge me. I watch “good” movies too. But being someone who has always had a weakness for “scary b-movies”, I just LOVED this one. And it was better than most. Very cleverly done.
I am ONE chapter away from finishing The Manhattan Hunt Club and once again I am riveted! Will Joe escape the subway hunt? Will they cut off his dick and put titties on him? Will the rats and cockroaches eat him alive once he has been shot and killed? SO EXCITED TO FINISH THIS BOOK.
I will always love you Willard.
The shirt I am wearing today smells so fiercely like cum, I don’t know what to do about it. Obviously I didn’t bathe in real cum this morning. I think it’s just that the Russian lady that cleaned my clothes used too much detergent, but I reek of a blown load and it’s making me gag. I truly hope that everyone at the bar I am headed to thinks I smell like cum. Straight guys LOVE other guys that smell like cum.
SO!
I have been researching very heavily, the different places for Paul and I to take our vacation this summer.
I think I have narrowed it down to the Bahamas. UM! I MEAN!?!?!? We are once again using my parents time-share and I find out today that they have “shares” all over the world. I checked out Hungary and Singapore and decided that now is not the time to visit these countries.
Truth is, I have never been out of the USA. EVER. In fact, the only states I HAVE been in are Massachusetts, Vermont, Florida, California and Virginia. I don’t go on vacation ever and last year I was cautious about taking a whole week away with Paul. So we went to Orlando and I ran around Disney with gayness coursing through my veins. This year, I really think we are going to end up in the fucking Bahamas! I am so excited I could shit.
Oh no, that’s the pizza I had for lunch brewing. I will definitely keep you posted as to these plans.
FUCKING YAY!
Alright, I really do gotta shit myself. So see you tomorrow. And will someone PLEASE remind me to clean off the jizz from my shirt before I put it on?
DAYIM!
