Thursday, June 05, 2003
For you, it’s Thursday.
For me, it’s Friday.
Tomorrow is the Shavuot holiday and I have the day off from work! Woo hooooo! Considering that I want to take as much advantage as I can of the time I have off, I have been hastily making plans to fill up my days. Usually I like to have a block of time to myself as well…just to rejuvenate and get my shit back together. However, this time around, I will be continuing on the little sleep that I have now and don’t imagine that I will be resting much before next week.
My mom is coming to town on Sunday! She has a business meeting in the city and will be staying until Tuesday. We have plans to go see Dream a Little Dream, the new off-Broadway, “Mammas and Papas” musical. We have plans to have some wine and a nice dinner. AND we have plans to buy my ass some new clothes. My mom is overly generous with me and has been known to sacrifice whatever she has in order to make my life a little bit easier, especially now that my brother is somewhere in Iraq. She has been talking about this trip to NYC for awhile and I am going to do whatever I can to make this trip wonderful for her. I am so lucky to have her and I try to take advantage of this fact whenever I possibly can. I love my mother more than I love most anyone I have met in my life.
Tonight I am going out for drinks with Paul. Tomorrow I am spending the day with Ahmad. Saturday I am hanging out with fellow bloggers. Sunday and Monday I am with my mom. Tuesday, I die. Gosh…dating two boys at once sure can take a lot out of a gay. Er…I mean, guy. But I am excited. It’s a lot better than sitting at home miserable and depressed.
Yesterday I received my mug from Sassy! Gosh, I can’t go on about this girl enough. It’s my first present from a fellow journaler. And can I say that it is the coolest mug I have ever had? It’s so manly and full of punkin’ love. So, THANK YOU Sass. You made my day yesterday. I’m using the mug to hold my jizz loads. Anyone want a Joe baby? Twelve bucks a pop.
My hair has been so good lately. It falls right into place and to be honest, looks like some sort of movie star hair. That is until TODAY. For some reason it is a HUGE poof of nonsense. I resemble a cross between Tina Turner and Weird Al Yankovich. Okay…wow…is this ALL I have to write about today?
Let’s play a game.
The game is called “My Bloodiest Booger”.
We start by putting our forefinger up our nose. (Pausing for you to put your finger up your nose)
No no no. You must put it way farther up there than that. I’m talking FAR.
All set?
Now take your fingernail and scratch the inside of your nose with all of your might!
OUCH!, right? Well, do it again.
Good job. Pull your finger out and look at it. How much blood and booger did you find?
If it covers your whole forefinger, you get 5 points. If you find nothing, you get a punch. If you get a huge piece of bloody mess…you are the winner! Eat it and declare yourself the King (or queen) of the “Bloodiest Booger” contest.
End game.
SO…Mariah, Kelly, and I came up with a fun activity for ourselves this summer. We don’t have a name for the game yet, but I think it will be called “SLUTS or BUST”.
This is how you play:
When you are at a bar, it is imperative that you find a man or woman of your dreams and get them to fuck you. That is really the essential point of the whole game. You get 1 point for every kiss that you get. You get five points for every time someone goes down on you. You get 10 points for staying over at that person’s apartment AND getting them to go down on you. Obviously there are points that are given for varying degrees of sexual escapades. It is up to the other two people, not involved in the hook-up, to determine the amount of points dolled out. I started the game with 10 points because of my experience with Ahmad. But since I was so confident that I would accrue more points, I let those 10 drop and am currently at zero. Once you hook up with someone, they don’t count anymore. So, as far as this game is concerned, Ahmad nets me zero points. But don’t you worry…I will get me some more. Mariah currently has 5 points. She stayed over at this 35-year-old chick, Pattie’s house, but she didn’t do the whole hook-up. So she only gets 5. Kelly is currently at zero. But you wait…that girl will strike the minute she feels ready.
Fun game, eh?
I am hoping that by the end of the summer, I will have 95 points, the Clap, and a mild strain of the herpes. Gosh…then I will be the WINNER!
Alright my ghoulies. Please remember…if you didn’t eat your bloody booger, you will have to wipe it under a countertop somewhere. Not everyone is as fond of the game as we are.
PEAYCE!
For me, it’s Friday.
Tomorrow is the Shavuot holiday and I have the day off from work! Woo hooooo! Considering that I want to take as much advantage as I can of the time I have off, I have been hastily making plans to fill up my days. Usually I like to have a block of time to myself as well…just to rejuvenate and get my shit back together. However, this time around, I will be continuing on the little sleep that I have now and don’t imagine that I will be resting much before next week.
My mom is coming to town on Sunday! She has a business meeting in the city and will be staying until Tuesday. We have plans to go see Dream a Little Dream, the new off-Broadway, “Mammas and Papas” musical. We have plans to have some wine and a nice dinner. AND we have plans to buy my ass some new clothes. My mom is overly generous with me and has been known to sacrifice whatever she has in order to make my life a little bit easier, especially now that my brother is somewhere in Iraq. She has been talking about this trip to NYC for awhile and I am going to do whatever I can to make this trip wonderful for her. I am so lucky to have her and I try to take advantage of this fact whenever I possibly can. I love my mother more than I love most anyone I have met in my life.
Tonight I am going out for drinks with Paul. Tomorrow I am spending the day with Ahmad. Saturday I am hanging out with fellow bloggers. Sunday and Monday I am with my mom. Tuesday, I die. Gosh…dating two boys at once sure can take a lot out of a gay. Er…I mean, guy. But I am excited. It’s a lot better than sitting at home miserable and depressed.
Yesterday I received my mug from Sassy! Gosh, I can’t go on about this girl enough. It’s my first present from a fellow journaler. And can I say that it is the coolest mug I have ever had? It’s so manly and full of punkin’ love. So, THANK YOU Sass. You made my day yesterday. I’m using the mug to hold my jizz loads. Anyone want a Joe baby? Twelve bucks a pop.
My hair has been so good lately. It falls right into place and to be honest, looks like some sort of movie star hair. That is until TODAY. For some reason it is a HUGE poof of nonsense. I resemble a cross between Tina Turner and Weird Al Yankovich. Okay…wow…is this ALL I have to write about today?
Let’s play a game.
The game is called “My Bloodiest Booger”.
We start by putting our forefinger up our nose. (Pausing for you to put your finger up your nose)
No no no. You must put it way farther up there than that. I’m talking FAR.
All set?
Now take your fingernail and scratch the inside of your nose with all of your might!
OUCH!, right? Well, do it again.
Good job. Pull your finger out and look at it. How much blood and booger did you find?
If it covers your whole forefinger, you get 5 points. If you find nothing, you get a punch. If you get a huge piece of bloody mess…you are the winner! Eat it and declare yourself the King (or queen) of the “Bloodiest Booger” contest.
End game.
SO…Mariah, Kelly, and I came up with a fun activity for ourselves this summer. We don’t have a name for the game yet, but I think it will be called “SLUTS or BUST”.
This is how you play:
When you are at a bar, it is imperative that you find a man or woman of your dreams and get them to fuck you. That is really the essential point of the whole game. You get 1 point for every kiss that you get. You get five points for every time someone goes down on you. You get 10 points for staying over at that person’s apartment AND getting them to go down on you. Obviously there are points that are given for varying degrees of sexual escapades. It is up to the other two people, not involved in the hook-up, to determine the amount of points dolled out. I started the game with 10 points because of my experience with Ahmad. But since I was so confident that I would accrue more points, I let those 10 drop and am currently at zero. Once you hook up with someone, they don’t count anymore. So, as far as this game is concerned, Ahmad nets me zero points. But don’t you worry…I will get me some more. Mariah currently has 5 points. She stayed over at this 35-year-old chick, Pattie’s house, but she didn’t do the whole hook-up. So she only gets 5. Kelly is currently at zero. But you wait…that girl will strike the minute she feels ready.
Fun game, eh?
I am hoping that by the end of the summer, I will have 95 points, the Clap, and a mild strain of the herpes. Gosh…then I will be the WINNER!
Alright my ghoulies. Please remember…if you didn’t eat your bloody booger, you will have to wipe it under a countertop somewhere. Not everyone is as fond of the game as we are.
PEAYCE!
