Tuesday, July 26, 2005
Some Things…And Then, Some More Things
So, as we know, I’m obsessed with bodybuilding and muscle. Well, this morning, I was checking in on some of my Yahoo Groups and noticed that there was a new group called “Iraqi Muscle”. I joined up and took a glance through the pictures. I found one that got my blood boiling (in a horny way) and I immediately printed it out, took it to the bathroom, and jerked one. You know how sometimes after you cum, you feel this pang of shame, as though you have done something wrong? Well, I don’t get that a lot, but I did today. I came and sat there thinking, I’ve just jerked off to a picture of Iraqi bodybuilders. Would my brother (who fought for a year and a half in the Iraqi war) be disappointed in me? Then I decided that it was time to put my shame aside and clean up the pool of cum off the floor. Now I feel all better.
In other news, my true musical love, Jason Mraz, has just released his second album. I immediately downloaded the first single “WordPlay” and almost have the whole thing memorized. That kid can sing and his lyrics are fucking awesome. I can’t WAIT to get the whole album. If it’s anything like his first one, Mr. A-Z will be chock full of slamming hooks and great riffs.
Not that Hell’s Kitchen is worthwhile television on any level, but last night as the competition was narrowed down to the final two, I was shocked and amazed to see the last remaining girl be reunited with her lesbian girlfriend. And they KISSED! And Fox showed it! I was highly impressed that it wasn’t made into a big deal and that it was treated as though it’s normal. Cuz really…it IS normal. Hell’s Kitchen may be a time waster, but that moment brought me absolute joy.
Jamie Lynn Spears has accidentally revealed that Britney’s baby will be born in September. Who gives a fuck?
I’ve decided that I want someone to take me out on a date. Any good looking, mature, funny guys out there want to take a Joe out to a nice dinner? It can be totally plutonic. I just want to go out to dinner with a gentleman who is in the mood to show another gentleman a good time. That’s all. Please be able to bench me over your head tho.
Although my hamster friend, Jim, died two weeks ago, he’s still sleeping in my freezer. I know I have to bury him soon, but I just haven’t had the time. Also, I kind of like him sleeping up in there. Paul and I have made many jokes about it. For example, if you open up the freezer door to get ice cream, you have to say “Hi Jim! How are you today?” and then you close the door. It makes me laugh every time. But I really gotta bury his cute little soul soon. His ghost is probably flying around my apartment so furious that I don’t put him to rest.
I was majorly overjoyed to discover that the second season of Dead Like Me is now on Showtime On Demand. I was told by one of you out there that it had been cancelled after the first season, but you lied! I was so disappointed when I thought it was over, but now I have like 13 more episodes to watch and Paul and I are both excited about it. The show rocks. It makes me laugh, cry, and cum all over myself. Cept I don’t feel guilty after I cum when I’m watching Dead Like Me. I just feel empty instead. And also confused.
Missy Elliot’s new song “Lose Control” has me krumpin up in my pad yo! I love it. When it starts, my body starts shaking in weird ways and I can’t be held responsible for the dance moves that I create. I just love Misdemeanor and I love her styyyyyyyyyyyyle. Always have. Also, what’s up with my totally hetero crush on Ciara? I’ve downloaded her entire album and I can’t stop thinking about her. I don’t even like girls, yet somehow I’m dreaming of the day when Ciara and I will be joined as one. Ah geez, that’s ALL I need.
Lastly, might I recommend a book for you to read? It’s called Tales of the City by Armistead Maupin. It’s actually a series of books, but start with the first one and you will be immediately hooked. Maupin created a weekly column that was published in a San Francisco newspaper during the 70’s. It was such a hit that it turned into a book and then books and then a television mini-series. I watched the entire mini-series back to back recently and it was BRILLIANT. Most times movies don’t capture the true essence of the books they’re made from. But in this case, the movies were outstanding! And it’s filled with celebrity cameos (although at the time they weren’t celebrities): Parker Posey, Janeane Garofalo, Jackie Burroughs…it’s enough to make you cream your pants. Essentially the book follows 8 (sometimes more) different characters and there are so many twists and turns that your neck will hurt for days after. If you’ve got some time on your hands and are in the mood for an adult soap opera of a novel that will draw you immediately in, might I recommend that you cut the shit and go pick it up! I promise you will not be disappointed.
I guess that’s it for today. I should probably do some work since I’ve been emailing like a crazy fucker all morning. Then again, I haven’t had a day at work where I slacked off in a long time. Possibly, I’ll go jerk off again in the bathroom. Maybe I can find some bodybuilding pictures of the Taliban this time. Eep!
So, as we know, I’m obsessed with bodybuilding and muscle. Well, this morning, I was checking in on some of my Yahoo Groups and noticed that there was a new group called “Iraqi Muscle”. I joined up and took a glance through the pictures. I found one that got my blood boiling (in a horny way) and I immediately printed it out, took it to the bathroom, and jerked one. You know how sometimes after you cum, you feel this pang of shame, as though you have done something wrong? Well, I don’t get that a lot, but I did today. I came and sat there thinking, I’ve just jerked off to a picture of Iraqi bodybuilders. Would my brother (who fought for a year and a half in the Iraqi war) be disappointed in me? Then I decided that it was time to put my shame aside and clean up the pool of cum off the floor. Now I feel all better.
In other news, my true musical love, Jason Mraz, has just released his second album. I immediately downloaded the first single “WordPlay” and almost have the whole thing memorized. That kid can sing and his lyrics are fucking awesome. I can’t WAIT to get the whole album. If it’s anything like his first one, Mr. A-Z will be chock full of slamming hooks and great riffs.
Not that Hell’s Kitchen is worthwhile television on any level, but last night as the competition was narrowed down to the final two, I was shocked and amazed to see the last remaining girl be reunited with her lesbian girlfriend. And they KISSED! And Fox showed it! I was highly impressed that it wasn’t made into a big deal and that it was treated as though it’s normal. Cuz really…it IS normal. Hell’s Kitchen may be a time waster, but that moment brought me absolute joy.
Jamie Lynn Spears has accidentally revealed that Britney’s baby will be born in September. Who gives a fuck?
I’ve decided that I want someone to take me out on a date. Any good looking, mature, funny guys out there want to take a Joe out to a nice dinner? It can be totally plutonic. I just want to go out to dinner with a gentleman who is in the mood to show another gentleman a good time. That’s all. Please be able to bench me over your head tho.
Although my hamster friend, Jim, died two weeks ago, he’s still sleeping in my freezer. I know I have to bury him soon, but I just haven’t had the time. Also, I kind of like him sleeping up in there. Paul and I have made many jokes about it. For example, if you open up the freezer door to get ice cream, you have to say “Hi Jim! How are you today?” and then you close the door. It makes me laugh every time. But I really gotta bury his cute little soul soon. His ghost is probably flying around my apartment so furious that I don’t put him to rest.
I was majorly overjoyed to discover that the second season of Dead Like Me is now on Showtime On Demand. I was told by one of you out there that it had been cancelled after the first season, but you lied! I was so disappointed when I thought it was over, but now I have like 13 more episodes to watch and Paul and I are both excited about it. The show rocks. It makes me laugh, cry, and cum all over myself. Cept I don’t feel guilty after I cum when I’m watching Dead Like Me. I just feel empty instead. And also confused.
Missy Elliot’s new song “Lose Control” has me krumpin up in my pad yo! I love it. When it starts, my body starts shaking in weird ways and I can’t be held responsible for the dance moves that I create. I just love Misdemeanor and I love her styyyyyyyyyyyyle. Always have. Also, what’s up with my totally hetero crush on Ciara? I’ve downloaded her entire album and I can’t stop thinking about her. I don’t even like girls, yet somehow I’m dreaming of the day when Ciara and I will be joined as one. Ah geez, that’s ALL I need.
Lastly, might I recommend a book for you to read? It’s called Tales of the City by Armistead Maupin. It’s actually a series of books, but start with the first one and you will be immediately hooked. Maupin created a weekly column that was published in a San Francisco newspaper during the 70’s. It was such a hit that it turned into a book and then books and then a television mini-series. I watched the entire mini-series back to back recently and it was BRILLIANT. Most times movies don’t capture the true essence of the books they’re made from. But in this case, the movies were outstanding! And it’s filled with celebrity cameos (although at the time they weren’t celebrities): Parker Posey, Janeane Garofalo, Jackie Burroughs…it’s enough to make you cream your pants. Essentially the book follows 8 (sometimes more) different characters and there are so many twists and turns that your neck will hurt for days after. If you’ve got some time on your hands and are in the mood for an adult soap opera of a novel that will draw you immediately in, might I recommend that you cut the shit and go pick it up! I promise you will not be disappointed.
I guess that’s it for today. I should probably do some work since I’ve been emailing like a crazy fucker all morning. Then again, I haven’t had a day at work where I slacked off in a long time. Possibly, I’ll go jerk off again in the bathroom. Maybe I can find some bodybuilding pictures of the Taliban this time. Eep!
