The night after

Ever had one of those days when you had fun the night before and were still buzzing with it the next day? That's me, today. Actually, tonight. 24 hours after I get home from a night of Long Islands at the Union Station and I still feel slightly drunk. I mean, come on. I only drank 2 Smirnoff Ices tonight (at home) and that about tipped me over the edge. Guess my liver isn't too happy with me at the moment.

Call me out on this, but isn't there an unwritten law that hot bartenders at gay bars are supposed to wear shorts and t-shirts to show off their hot bods??? Well, Howie (the sexy one) behaved himself last night and wore a pair of shorts that showed his legs and ass to perfection. Gotta love Howie. He's got that dark, curly hair that I would just love to run my hands thru. Mmmmm! Kyle (the bartender that just exudes SEX), on the other hand, broke the law. He actually wore jeans! (gasp!!!) And they were the most unflattering pair of jeans I've ever seen. They did absolutely nothing for his ass(ets). When I called him on it, his excuse was "it's getting cooler out lately". Hmmm, if you're that chilly come over here, I know I can keep ya warm.

Still, I have to admit, I had a great time undressing him in my mind. I wonder if Kyle looks as good without clothes as he does with clothes? But I wander... I was going to reiterate (just for my friends and my new readers) that I love Howie to death and would do him in a heartbeat. BUT, I would let Kyle do my in the middle of the bar with everyone looking on. Y'all didn't know I was such an exhibitionistic slut, did ya?

Damn, starting to speak hick again. Gotta lay off the hooch tomorrow night when I go clubbing. Can't be doing this on Sunday when I go to the photo lab to do more prints.

I think I mentioned previously that I had processed my film for my Art 400 class on Moanday. Well, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday were all dedicated to producing contact sheets and various types of prints. They are f*ing AWESOME. I showed Jay, my masseur, what I had so far and he was impressed. According to him, I have an "eye" for the art. Makes me wonder why the hell I'm an English major. Oh, yeah, I remember. The curriculum for an art / photography major was insane. (but I never said that outloud!) Maybe, if I can get my scanner to do what it was designed to, I will post some pics for viewing.

I spent a lot of time today helping Angie (another photography student) get caught up. She was still working on processing her film and hadn't gotten around to making any contact sheets or prints. So, I helped her out until they closed the photo lab and kicked us out. I think there was a problem with the processing of her film because we couldn't get the contact sheets to come clean (er, not too light or dark). We made 3, but she is going to have to go to Colleen and have her take a look at them.

I've been spending the last few days reading the Chad Fox blog, trying to get an idea of what blogging is really like. I have to say, this guy is a BLAST to read. If you've ever wondered what gay life in San Francisco is like (or could be like, if you were THE Chad Fox) when you have ADD (the adult kind) and thing for photography and blogging, then this is the blog for you. I've been reading his post in order, from the earliest to the latest, and I think I am getting an idea what Chad is like. And his blog, too, for that matter.

Chad is an EXCELLENT photographer. He has some images of his friend Daigle that are to drool for. Can't remember where they are, at the moment, but if you take the time to go through the blog you will find them. Chad has also posted an image of his ass (well, half his ass) and a rather pornographic shot of him giving a bj to his (now ex) boyfriend! He's also related some stories of how he lost his underwear at a couple of bars. Very funny! Ah, to be young and hot. Oh, wait, he's only 2 years younger than me. Guess that means I'M YOUNG! WOOHOO!

I have to ask... Do we have a "Trannyshak" here in Columbus? I think that's a bar in the good ol' SF. When I first ran across that name in Chad's blog, it was in relation to a computer failure, so I thought Trannyshak was gayspeak for RadioShak. Y'know, like Homo Depot.

Hmmm, guess it's time for another internet quiz:


You Are The Suave Gay Man


What Type Of Gay Man Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla

Once again, if I looked like the stud in the picture, I probably wouldn't be blogging about what I haven't been doing lately. Being gay and single ain't all it's cracked up to be. Mmmmm, crack. They say crack kills, but oh, what a way to go! Pounding and grunting and sweating and...

Sorry, got carried away. But, please, feel free to fantasize! :)

Belli, this kitten is getting tired. If I'm going to have any energy for dancing I'm going to have to hit the sack (alone again, dammit!) soon. 'Sides, I feel myself starting to think in hick again. Guess I need to head back to the hills and get it outta my system again.

Buona notte, tutti! xoxoxoxoxo

Dropped

OK, finally decided to drop a class. Now I only have 3 classes, none of which are on Tuesday / Thursday. I thought that I could do 20 hours, but... Oh, well. Something about this quarter feels different. Mebbe it's the party-boy in me coming back to life. Helene said I was nuts, but what does she know. She won't even go dancing with me. Weirdness. After all, she likes to hang out at gay clubs / bars.

Processed my first batch of black and white film today in my photography class. I didn't do too awful bad. The last few pics on each roll was ruined because the film kinked up. The rest look good, tho. Next time I'll know how to hold the film as I unspool it onto the reels. At least I wasn't the only one who made a mistake. Another guy did the same as I did, but only to one roll.

Saw Dean today. He is looking hot as ever. Damn, wish I had the balls to ask him out. I have a feeling that a stud like him could really rock my world (amongst other things). However, I was on the phone listening to Helene whine about how her gay boyfriend is mad at her. Well, mebbe mad at her. Str8 girls, they have more drama than any twink I have ever known! Because of HELENE he got away! :)

Anyway, where was I... Oh, yeah, time for another quiz. I found this one a while ago, but I don't think it accurately represents me. But, then, that could just depend on who you ask.

Take the quiz:
"Your Bedtime Body Language (PICS)(Guys Only)"



Face Down
Studs who sleep on their stomachs have passion and energy. Your a hands on guy who tends to be punctual and successful. One caveat: Your propensity to hog the bed space with your sprawling position suggests you might be a tad controlling.

Hmmm, I know I do NOT look like that when I sleep. I mean, come on, if I looked that sexy I wouldn't have any problems finding a man. Then again, what do I know. I can only see myself thru my eyes, and I remember how good I used to look. Guess it's time to hit the gym again. And again, and again. Back on the high protein diet, too. That seemed to work last spring when I lost 15 pounds. You remember, back when I was drooling after studly. Er, I mean, Kevin.

That's all for now, ragazzi. I must be off to bed and pretend to get to sleep before 3 am. Mebbe if I found a decent club to go dancing at on a Moanday night I could wear myself out faster. Then again, I only got 4 hours of sleep last night...

Allora, sono stancho. Ciao, tutti!

Recovery Mode

Yes, I know, I shouldn't be out hitting the clubs all night, but what can I say? I LOVE TO DANCE!!! Well, I wasn't out all night, either. I hit the Union Station and played pool for a few hours with this cute neo-goth. Then he left and, since I couldn't get anyone to play with me (pool, you perverts!) I headed out for Axis. It was a little early, but I was bored and Howie (one of my favorite bartenders) was working hard and couldn't chat.

When I got to Axis, there wasn't anyone there. So I had another drink and hung around on the wall, watching the drag queens getting ready for their show. When the drink was done I hit the dance floor. It was just me and a little, black drag queen in training. Did I care? NO! Eventually more and more people arrived and joined us and I got lost in a crowd of gyrating, hot, sweaty people (most of them guys who kept taking their shirts off!!!). I think I danced 3 hours straight, except for one bathroom break. Y'know, there was actually a line for the men's room. Knew I shoulda gone to the ladies... :)

Anyway, I had a great time, even if I was by myself. I don't remember how many times I let my hand graze someone's arm, ass, chest, back. I may have even hit a crotch or three! Hell, I even took off my shirt near the end. Good thing I had a sleeveless T on underneath. Don't need to go scaring everyone. :)

But, in the end, I came home alone. Probably a good thing. I've been carrying a low grade fever for the past few weeks. Don't need to be getting a potential bf/lover sick on the first night.

So, I didn't get home until 3 and got to sleep sometime after 4. Then I get up at 10! WTF! Now I have to fight sleep off so that I can get all my homework done.

I was crawling through blogs this morning and found a link to one of those cool quizzes that tell you something about yourself. Very accurate, for me:



You are savvy, sassy and always on the go!
Even if it means borrowing someone else's
car without asking! Sometimes you say
the wrong thing at the wrong time, but
that's why we all love you!

Which Golden Girl Are You?

Hmmm, I think I remember holding a knife and laughing maniacally. Once or twice, anyway.

I have done a bunch of other quizzes, but I will add them in a bit at a time over the next few posts.

Well, tutti, I must be off. Chaucer ain't gonna read himself.

A domani!

Sorry I was away soooo long...

You know how it is. Once I was away from school, and since I don't work, I got extremely lazy and partyboy-ish. Sitting down to post a blog was not at the top of my agenda, while drinking and chasing guys was. So far, nothing new on the bf front. I keep meeting a LOT of cute guys, possibly interesting guys, but I just don't have the bahogies to go up and introduce myself.

Went to Helene to Tradewinds last weekend and had a BLAST! I forgot how much fun dancing is. Actually, I forgot how good I am. Not was good as Helene, of course, but not bad. I'd say I'm better than most straight boys, but, then again, who isn't!

So, classes have just begun. Can we say "stressed"? I don't know why, but this should be that difficult. After all, I took 20 hours last spring and did OK. I just didn't have to develop my on pictures for photography. This quarter I do. We just had a basic intro to what is involved and it was LONG AND INVOLVED. And that was just processing the film. I don't know what it will be like to actually do the pictures.

Well, much as I'd like to procrastinate, I have a lot of homework to do before Moanday. I have another blog for classes (http://someosustudent.blogspot.com). If you're interested in what I'm doing there, take a look!

Ciao tutti!

Okay, so I just had to add this and post again. I think it accurately describes me (LOL):

The Exotic Lover 50% partner focus, 23% aggressiveness, 60% adventurousness

Based on the results of this test, it is highly likely that: You prefer your romance and love to wild and daring rather than typical or boring, you would rather be pursued than do the pursuing and, when it comes to physical love, you concentrate more on enjoying the experience rather than worrying about your performance. This places you in the Lover Style of: The Exotic Lover. The Exotic Lover is a wonderful Lover Style, and conjures images of the exotic, romantic hero out of a romance novel, or perhaps a slightly dangerous and deadly sexy femme fatale from a noir mystery. The Exotic Lover loves pleasure and is a treasure to date, though it can be difficult to do so because they sometimes tend to be mysterious and reluctant to commit. In terms of physical love, the Exotic Lover can be quite surprising, as they are often more exciting and adventurous than predicted. Given a little freedom, and the right lover, the Exotic Lover can be a delight in bed. Best Compatibility can probably be found with: The Liberated Lover (most of all) or the Devoted Lover, or the Romantic Lover. Thanks Again! -- THE LOVER STYLE PROFILE TEST

My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 27% on partner focus You scored higher than 4% on aggressiveness You scored higher than 52% on adventurousness

Link: The Lover Style Profile Test written by donathos on Ok Cupid