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Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Monday, September 24, 2007
"Something has changed within me...
Something is not the same."
For life of me I don't know what it is. But, I have noticed that people have been more, er, aware of me. In the past month I've made a lot of cool new friends: sexybeast, str8BF, JohnnyRetarded, and so many more.
Even better, oh so many men have found me attractive. Mmmmm. A lot of them aren't even meeting me in person. They meet me online, they think i'm funny, cute, intriguing, and wish I were closer to where they live (they all live at least 8 hours to 2 days travel away).
So, what has changed? I dunno. Some of it might be me, but a lot of it cannot be transmitted across the net. Well, not the internet.
"Too late for second-guessing, too late to go back to sleep."
What to do, what to do. I think I should do nothing. I like whatever has happened. This may be a start of something wonderful.
"Too long I've been afraid of, losing love I guess I've lost"
Ragazzi, I am content and in my contentment I will remake me into something better. Something, unique. Something that will expand beyond the horizon of all your experiences.
Welcome to my heaven. Just don't get between me and the stud across the dance floor.
For life of me I don't know what it is. But, I have noticed that people have been more, er, aware of me. In the past month I've made a lot of cool new friends: sexybeast, str8BF, JohnnyRetarded, and so many more.
Even better, oh so many men have found me attractive. Mmmmm. A lot of them aren't even meeting me in person. They meet me online, they think i'm funny, cute, intriguing, and wish I were closer to where they live (they all live at least 8 hours to 2 days travel away).
So, what has changed? I dunno. Some of it might be me, but a lot of it cannot be transmitted across the net. Well, not the internet.
"Too late for second-guessing, too late to go back to sleep."
What to do, what to do. I think I should do nothing. I like whatever has happened. This may be a start of something wonderful.
"Too long I've been afraid of, losing love I guess I've lost"
Ragazzi, I am content and in my contentment I will remake me into something better. Something, unique. Something that will expand beyond the horizon of all your experiences.
Welcome to my heaven. Just don't get between me and the stud across the dance floor.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Allora
So, take last night, put in some dancing at Outland, and you have the details of tonight. Except, I actually got some sleep before the sex (same guy), but... Too much detail. Well, I have nothing else to add in, so don't expect anything. Just be glad I told you anything at all.
Sono stanchissimo, ragazzi. buona notte!
Sono stanchissimo, ragazzi. buona notte!
Saturday, September 22, 2007
The night before
Okie dokie, here we gokie.
Allora, a few days I got a memo from JohnnyRetarded asking for his peeps to show up when he does Karaoke. I guess the past few times it has been rather dead at the bar and he wanted us lovelies to keep him company. So I told him I'd be there, but he had to have someone for me to make out with. After all, it has been a long dry spell. If he didn't have someone, then I was going to bring a bunch of flaming fags in feather boas to tear the place down.
But I'm getting ahead of myself.
Before I went to Karaoke, I went to the Exile to torment Mark. I haven't seen him in a while and just wanted to spread the love. I get there, we do a shot, I have a drink, and just generally hang out and chill. About 10 or so, I head out and go to Karaoke.
Guess what. I get there and the place is jam packed. It was hard to find a place to sit, let alone find JohnnyRetarded. So I get a drink, browse the book for a song to do (9 to 5, I was in Dolly mode), then found a seat. I chatted with this really neat lady, sang my song, then looked around to see if I could find my guy. When I checked with JohnnyRetarded, he said he didn't have anyone for me, but please bring on the fags. The place needed shaken up a bit.
So, I got another drink and signed up for another song (Rocky Top, my favorite karaoke song). As I was chatting with the lovely lady, we decided that the guy wearing the 32 jersey was the guy for me. He was cute. Very cute. With really sexy legs. As I was doing my song, she talked to him, but he said he isn't into guys, but we think he's just in denial. Still, very lovely.
So, after my song, I said goodbye and headed back to the Exile. I get back, get a shot with Mark, get another drink, then start chatting up Candace. I love Candace, she's so cool!
After waxing a little poetic, I wrote Candace a poem:
=====
In between the darkness and the light
We strive to avoid hypocrisy's site
Searching, Yearning, Falling, Loving
We seek to climb a majestical height.
In the end we find it's a lie
And the time we had was by and bye
Searching, Finding, Losing, Lying
In the time when all gods die
=====
She really liked it. Of course, the best poem I ever wrote I gave to Mark. Guess what the bitch won't let me copy it! Eh, it's all good. I wrote it for him, so he gets to keep it.
Anyway, after the poetic moment, I notice that this really cute guy keeps checking me out. Of course, every time I look at him, he looks away, so I'm not sure if I'm seeing anything or not. I finally managed to whip my head around when he was checking me out and we made eye contact.
When he smiled at me, I'm like, "Oh, HELL YEAH!" So I jump down a seat and introduce myself. We start talking, watching the vids, and having a good time. Ever seen the video for "Thnks Fr Th Mmrs" by Fall Out Boy? It's AWESOME! I had the vj play it and I almost lost it I was laughing so hard.
Then, I remembered what one of my friends once said, "It's great to flirt, but you need to let him know HOW interested you are. MAKE BODY CONTACT." So I did. I touched his leg and arm, leaned against him, ecc, and he was doing the same to me. Before long, we were making out on the bar stools. After a bit of serious tongue wrestling, we decide to take it elsewhere. His place was nearby.
He was hot, I was sweating, and we were good! Enuf said.
Since he had to leave in the morning, I bid him good night, thanked him profusely, and headed back to the bar. Very well satisfied. Man, he was exactly what I needed. Hopefully we'll meet again.
Back at the bar, I'm basking in my afterglow and making more friends. When the lights came back on and everyone went ugly (LOL), I bid everyone good night and headed home. I spent a bit of time tormenting the drunk and horny on gay.com (probably shouldn't because one of the guys that wanted me was SUPER HOT). When I was bored with that, I sent out a few drunk emails (recipients need to let me know, because I forgot who I emailed) and hit the sack.
Even now, I'm still glowing a bit. Glad to know I still got it. Just need to flaunt it a bit more, I guess.
SO, I've been asked to Outland tonight, but I don't know if I'm up to that. Will probably just stay home and chill.
Until next time, kittens, I bid you all a fond adieu.
Allora, a few days I got a memo from JohnnyRetarded asking for his peeps to show up when he does Karaoke. I guess the past few times it has been rather dead at the bar and he wanted us lovelies to keep him company. So I told him I'd be there, but he had to have someone for me to make out with. After all, it has been a long dry spell. If he didn't have someone, then I was going to bring a bunch of flaming fags in feather boas to tear the place down.
But I'm getting ahead of myself.
Before I went to Karaoke, I went to the Exile to torment Mark. I haven't seen him in a while and just wanted to spread the love. I get there, we do a shot, I have a drink, and just generally hang out and chill. About 10 or so, I head out and go to Karaoke.
Guess what. I get there and the place is jam packed. It was hard to find a place to sit, let alone find JohnnyRetarded. So I get a drink, browse the book for a song to do (9 to 5, I was in Dolly mode), then found a seat. I chatted with this really neat lady, sang my song, then looked around to see if I could find my guy. When I checked with JohnnyRetarded, he said he didn't have anyone for me, but please bring on the fags. The place needed shaken up a bit.
So, I got another drink and signed up for another song (Rocky Top, my favorite karaoke song). As I was chatting with the lovely lady, we decided that the guy wearing the 32 jersey was the guy for me. He was cute. Very cute. With really sexy legs. As I was doing my song, she talked to him, but he said he isn't into guys, but we think he's just in denial. Still, very lovely.
So, after my song, I said goodbye and headed back to the Exile. I get back, get a shot with Mark, get another drink, then start chatting up Candace. I love Candace, she's so cool!
After waxing a little poetic, I wrote Candace a poem:
=====
In between the darkness and the light
We strive to avoid hypocrisy's site
Searching, Yearning, Falling, Loving
We seek to climb a majestical height.
In the end we find it's a lie
And the time we had was by and bye
Searching, Finding, Losing, Lying
In the time when all gods die
=====
She really liked it. Of course, the best poem I ever wrote I gave to Mark. Guess what the bitch won't let me copy it! Eh, it's all good. I wrote it for him, so he gets to keep it.
Anyway, after the poetic moment, I notice that this really cute guy keeps checking me out. Of course, every time I look at him, he looks away, so I'm not sure if I'm seeing anything or not. I finally managed to whip my head around when he was checking me out and we made eye contact.
When he smiled at me, I'm like, "Oh, HELL YEAH!" So I jump down a seat and introduce myself. We start talking, watching the vids, and having a good time. Ever seen the video for "Thnks Fr Th Mmrs" by Fall Out Boy? It's AWESOME! I had the vj play it and I almost lost it I was laughing so hard.
Then, I remembered what one of my friends once said, "It's great to flirt, but you need to let him know HOW interested you are. MAKE BODY CONTACT." So I did. I touched his leg and arm, leaned against him, ecc, and he was doing the same to me. Before long, we were making out on the bar stools. After a bit of serious tongue wrestling, we decide to take it elsewhere. His place was nearby.
He was hot, I was sweating, and we were good! Enuf said.
Since he had to leave in the morning, I bid him good night, thanked him profusely, and headed back to the bar. Very well satisfied. Man, he was exactly what I needed. Hopefully we'll meet again.
Back at the bar, I'm basking in my afterglow and making more friends. When the lights came back on and everyone went ugly (LOL), I bid everyone good night and headed home. I spent a bit of time tormenting the drunk and horny on gay.com (probably shouldn't because one of the guys that wanted me was SUPER HOT). When I was bored with that, I sent out a few drunk emails (recipients need to let me know, because I forgot who I emailed) and hit the sack.
Even now, I'm still glowing a bit. Glad to know I still got it. Just need to flaunt it a bit more, I guess.
SO, I've been asked to Outland tonight, but I don't know if I'm up to that. Will probably just stay home and chill.
Until next time, kittens, I bid you all a fond adieu.
I AM SATISFIED
Okay, kittens. I know I like to post everything, but I'm so damn tired that I need to go to fucking bed. Let's just say that David is one satisfied puppy. I am so glad I went out last night (er, tonight, since i'm not asleep yet).
With any luck, this undersexed gay boy will get some more action from young, hot, and soooo sweet in the near future. Details of the night to follow, but not of the action. Sorry, but this lady never fucks and tells! LOL
A domani
With any luck, this undersexed gay boy will get some more action from young, hot, and soooo sweet in the near future. Details of the night to follow, but not of the action. Sorry, but this lady never fucks and tells! LOL
A domani
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
And Faith is Restored
Adequate title, if nothing else. The guy that I was whining about 2 posts ago replied. AH, my faith in men is better. He even gave me his name (which I will NOT divulge here). Let's just say that the name, in and of itself, brings to me a sense of comfort. I don't know why. I'm just going to revel in it, so bugger off.
Now, if he weren't so much younger than me. I mean, c'mon, I'm over 300 and he's barely 28.
And, on matters of faith, something I read earlier in a blog (I will be writing the author on this, too). Typically, in Judeo-Christian religions, we tend to blame Eve for bringing sin into the world. I beg to differ. Please, follow my reasoning a bit:
When Adam was created, he spent an unknown time in the Garden of Eden. How long? We have no idea. It could have been anywhere from 1 year, to 4,000 years, or longer. He was in the Garden long enough to name all the animals that God had created.
On the other hand, Eve was in the Garden a much shorter time than Adam. Again, there is not idea how long. My guess is less than a year. I mean, she was created as a partner to Adam and to become mother to humanity. Which means, to put in bluntly, she was a baby factory. She would have become pregnant very quickly.
So, we have two people: 1 immeasurably old and the other extremely young. The serpent went after the most inexperienced, Eve. Eve was deceived, totally and completely. Adam was not. He had been alive and had a very personal relationship with his creator. His faith was secure and he loved his God. Eve, being younger, had a more immature faith.
Therefore, sin entered the world through Adam and NOT Eve.
I have heard it theorized in certain circles that if Adam had remained steadfast, had not eaten the fruit that Eve offered him, he could have gone to God and asked for forgiveness for Eve. It might have been allowable because, once again, she was deceived and he was not. If that had happened, the world would be a very different place today.
You can now return to your regularly scheduled life! I won't be so serious, next time!
Now, if he weren't so much younger than me. I mean, c'mon, I'm over 300 and he's barely 28.
And, on matters of faith, something I read earlier in a blog (I will be writing the author on this, too). Typically, in Judeo-Christian religions, we tend to blame Eve for bringing sin into the world. I beg to differ. Please, follow my reasoning a bit:
When Adam was created, he spent an unknown time in the Garden of Eden. How long? We have no idea. It could have been anywhere from 1 year, to 4,000 years, or longer. He was in the Garden long enough to name all the animals that God had created.
On the other hand, Eve was in the Garden a much shorter time than Adam. Again, there is not idea how long. My guess is less than a year. I mean, she was created as a partner to Adam and to become mother to humanity. Which means, to put in bluntly, she was a baby factory. She would have become pregnant very quickly.
So, we have two people: 1 immeasurably old and the other extremely young. The serpent went after the most inexperienced, Eve. Eve was deceived, totally and completely. Adam was not. He had been alive and had a very personal relationship with his creator. His faith was secure and he loved his God. Eve, being younger, had a more immature faith.
Therefore, sin entered the world through Adam and NOT Eve.
I have heard it theorized in certain circles that if Adam had remained steadfast, had not eaten the fruit that Eve offered him, he could have gone to God and asked for forgiveness for Eve. It might have been allowable because, once again, she was deceived and he was not. If that had happened, the world would be a very different place today.
You can now return to your regularly scheduled life! I won't be so serious, next time!
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Damnation!
Woot!!! I'm all about going to hell. After all, that's where the sinners are. I figure the parties down there are a lot like the raves (I used to go to) and the clubs (I still go to). Hot sweaty bodies, grinding on the floor, guys looking for ever reason to cop a feel and get it on.
Of course, I can't go to a hell I don't believe in. So, what's the point of telling me I'm bad and I am going to hell? Hell is a dogma that the religions created to keep people in line and make them do what they, the religious leaders, want. If my belief system tells me that hell doesn't exist, then guess what, my belief wins out over yours. I'm not going to change myself just because you want me to. I'm not going to change just to make you feel fucking superior.
I'm gay, get over it. I've never, EVER, professed to be anything else.
Why this rant? It's simple. I'm turning into a MySpace junkie. Can't help it, it's too much fun. So, I just got a friend request and I'm like, uh, ok. So I'm checking out their site and thinking, she seems interesting. Then, I see this 1 line: "Practicing homosexuality and taking the life of an unborn child is also bad - perversion and murder." Um, I'm against abortion too, but everyone has the right to live their own lives and make their own decisions. As for the other part, uh, HELLO. DID YOU EVEN TAKE THE TIME TO LOOK AT MY SITE? Bitch, it's says right there under orientation: GAY.
Look, I don't get on your ass because you're some breeder chick. Just because I'm attracted to guys does NOT make me a bad person. POINT OF FUCKING FACT, I've known more straight people who've lived worse lives than I ever dreamed of. Clean up your own life, the lives of your family, and then the lives of the people in your religion. Then, AND ONLY THEN, can you come to me with your superior attitude.
God (whichever one you worship) gave us free will for a reason. If He's not going to jump in and say "That's wrong, wrong, very wrong," you can't do it either. He gave us the guidelines to live by, but let us choose whether or not to follow those guidelines. Unless you say you know more than HIM, in which case you're now a blasphemer and you're in His bad graces.
Except for being gay (which I believe was out of my control) I believe I've done very well.
Welcome to my hell, babies! Just don't get between and the hottie across the dance floor!
(I promise, the next post will be much more calm and sedate)
Of course, I can't go to a hell I don't believe in. So, what's the point of telling me I'm bad and I am going to hell? Hell is a dogma that the religions created to keep people in line and make them do what they, the religious leaders, want. If my belief system tells me that hell doesn't exist, then guess what, my belief wins out over yours. I'm not going to change myself just because you want me to. I'm not going to change just to make you feel fucking superior.
I'm gay, get over it. I've never, EVER, professed to be anything else.
Why this rant? It's simple. I'm turning into a MySpace junkie. Can't help it, it's too much fun. So, I just got a friend request and I'm like, uh, ok. So I'm checking out their site and thinking, she seems interesting. Then, I see this 1 line: "Practicing homosexuality and taking the life of an unborn child is also bad - perversion and murder." Um, I'm against abortion too, but everyone has the right to live their own lives and make their own decisions. As for the other part, uh, HELLO. DID YOU EVEN TAKE THE TIME TO LOOK AT MY SITE? Bitch, it's says right there under orientation: GAY.
Look, I don't get on your ass because you're some breeder chick. Just because I'm attracted to guys does NOT make me a bad person. POINT OF FUCKING FACT, I've known more straight people who've lived worse lives than I ever dreamed of. Clean up your own life, the lives of your family, and then the lives of the people in your religion. Then, AND ONLY THEN, can you come to me with your superior attitude.
God (whichever one you worship) gave us free will for a reason. If He's not going to jump in and say "That's wrong, wrong, very wrong," you can't do it either. He gave us the guidelines to live by, but let us choose whether or not to follow those guidelines. Unless you say you know more than HIM, in which case you're now a blasphemer and you're in His bad graces.
Except for being gay (which I believe was out of my control) I believe I've done very well.
Welcome to my hell, babies! Just don't get between and the hottie across the dance floor!
(I promise, the next post will be much more calm and sedate)
Monday, September 17, 2007
Men are such bitches
LOL, I loved it when Sharon Osbourne said that on Will & Grace, but it's appropriate. I've been emailing this cute guy online (he lives in NM, but used to live here in Columbus). Things were going well, we were laughing, having a good time (as much as you can thru email and shit), so I finally said, "BTW - My name's David."
Nothing. Nada. NIENTE! WTF? I thought just introducing myself would be rather appropriate at this point. It's not like I said, "Let's fuck when you come back" or any shyt like that. I thought I was being rather discreet (rather unusual, but not unheard of for me).
So, anyway, back on this kick about songs. I love "Hey There Delilah" by the Plain White T's. While I love the whole song, these two verses touch me every time:
A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame
Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This ones for you
I seriously need to get out of this hopeless romantic phase I'm in. I mean, c'mon, I'm seriously starting to consider signing up for Match.com or Singles.net or another one of them thar sites. BLAH!
Hey there, my friends, you know me and... Well, by the gods, you really don't know what I'm attracted to, do you. Well, never mind, then. LOL. Of course, you could track down my profiles and see them. I think I'm more truthful to some websites than I am to you about my relationships.
Well, tutti, I'm off for a bit. I have 3 more sites to go to and at least 1 email to write. Hopefully dude isn't freaked out by me. Yet.
Buona notte, ragazzi!
Nothing. Nada. NIENTE! WTF? I thought just introducing myself would be rather appropriate at this point. It's not like I said, "Let's fuck when you come back" or any shyt like that. I thought I was being rather discreet (rather unusual, but not unheard of for me).
So, anyway, back on this kick about songs. I love "Hey There Delilah" by the Plain White T's. While I love the whole song, these two verses touch me every time:
A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame
Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This ones for you
I seriously need to get out of this hopeless romantic phase I'm in. I mean, c'mon, I'm seriously starting to consider signing up for Match.com or Singles.net or another one of them thar sites. BLAH!
Hey there, my friends, you know me and... Well, by the gods, you really don't know what I'm attracted to, do you. Well, never mind, then. LOL. Of course, you could track down my profiles and see them. I think I'm more truthful to some websites than I am to you about my relationships.
Well, tutti, I'm off for a bit. I have 3 more sites to go to and at least 1 email to write. Hopefully dude isn't freaked out by me. Yet.
Buona notte, ragazzi!
Sunday, September 16, 2007
Outland: Not Just Another Freak Fest
LOL, sorry. I always wanted to say that about something. It's been an extremely long time since I was at a Goth bar, so I just had to say it. Once upon a time, I was one of the freaks. I was again, last night, but only because I was SOOOO wearing the wrong clothes. Beh, it's all good!
So, anyway, it all started out with str8BF and sexybeast wanting me to go out with them on Saturday. So, I'm like, sure. But, as Saturday wore on, I was getting jitters. I don't mind starting the night by myself, but I HATE going to new places all alone. And, since I'd never been to Outland before, it was becoming a creep sensation.
So I texted my friends, Amber and Jeremy, and asked if they were going out and if they would go with. So, Amber calls her bro, Little Stevie Wonder, and JohnnyRetarded (he asked that I use this name, so don't say it!). Once Little Stevie showed up, we head up to JohnnyRetarded's. TattooBoy, JohnnyRetarded's ungay wife/husband/roommate, was going to go with us, but he ate some really rotten sauerkraut and there was a green miasma floating around, so he decided to stay home.
We had a little fight about where we were going first, and it ended up that Amber wanted to go where the beautiful people play, meaning Union Station. We were there a few weeks ago and there were a LOT of HOT people running around. Last night, eh, not so much. I found a really cute guy, almost pretty, but everyone else was like, nah. (str8 bitches)
Then JohnnyRetarded called str8BF and found that he was at Outland and where the HELL was I? LOL So I said we'd be on our way, but only JohnnyRetarded and Amber thought it was OK, Little Stevie and Jeremy were like, MACS! Personally, I think they should have gone to MACS while the rest of us had fun, but I'm jumping ahead.
So, ANYWAY, we went to Outland and I got frisked by Grim, the first hottie I'd seen that night (sorry JohnnyRetarded). It was cool. He just didn't let his hands linger in any of the right places. Still, to be frisked by a hot guy is always fun.
Then, we go in. Hmmm, kinda disappointing. Not sure what I was expecting, but it wasn't as Goth as I'd hoped. Still, the music was good, the clientèle was dark, and the vids were cool. On one screen I was watching "Titan A.E." (one of my faves, I cry every time I see the Earth destroyed by the Dre) and the other was "History of the World, Pt 1" by Mel Brooks.
So, I bought some drinks, drank them, found str8BF and drank his, flirted with a really drunk chick, talked to her bf (she had 4 more before she left), and had fun.
(Side track. Watching Smallville and Cyborg told Aquaman to put his shirt on. Aquaman said the response was "I swim faster when I'm naked. Be glad I still have my pants on." Then Aquaman puts his shirt on. DAMMIT! I wanted the naked part because that boy is FINE!)
Amber told me that Jeremy was getting pissed with me and my jokes. She said he just wasn't getting them and probably should lay off. Little Stevie Wonder was just being a prick. Sitting around, glaring, pissy. He puts most queens to shame. Bugger them.
Then, highlight of my evening, in comes sexybeast! WOOT! I love her, she is so HOT and fun to be around. We danced and had a good time.
Before I knew it, JohnnyRetarded comes up and is like, they're leaving, you ready? Hell no. So, he's like, gimme a sec. Then he comes back. He talked to my str8BF, who lives near me, and I have a ride home. So the unhappy ones left and the rest of us had more fun.
I even was teaching JohnnyRetarded how to dance. When he dances, he's all OVER the place. I tried to get him to understand, dance in a 2 foot box around yourself. Move your body to the beat, but stay in that box. Smile at the girls you bump in to or who bump into you. Always apologize to the guys, unless you find them cute (he was not amused by that). But, then I got a little carried away and some cute girls had to tell me to reign it in. :)
Then, JohnnyRetarded is like, you hook me up and I'll get you any guy you want. Even RedRippedShirt (who I had been eying since we got there). Then he starts picking out girls and I'm like: married, married, bf, bf, lesbian. There weren't many single available chicks there for him. The one girl he picked out was, um, hmmm, not sure (at the time). I just said, she's not for you, but I can't say why. Something about the way she was standing there. Anyway, he said later that she was tongue wrestling another chick.
So I talked up sexybeast, hit on few guys, got one to dance for me (he was really good), met RandyRazor (I think that was his name), who kissed my hand. He was sooo cute. Trying to track him down, but he's being elusive. Then, we left.
Before they took me home, we decided to hit the Steak N Shake for a meal. Straight boys, they're so FUNNY. Both of them are still in their 20s, so they're just young pups. But both of them are afraid to hit double digits on the number of women they've slept with. I'm like, uh, double? Man, been there done that. At least i'm nowhere near the triple digits. yet.
Ragazzi, so ends another night. Kinda on the bland side, but... Guess I'm really going to have to hunt down my Goth shit, again. Actually, I'm going to need to scavenge more. What I used to have just wouldn't fit. I mean, c'mon, that was 50 pounds ago!
So, anyway, it all started out with str8BF and sexybeast wanting me to go out with them on Saturday. So, I'm like, sure. But, as Saturday wore on, I was getting jitters. I don't mind starting the night by myself, but I HATE going to new places all alone. And, since I'd never been to Outland before, it was becoming a creep sensation.
So I texted my friends, Amber and Jeremy, and asked if they were going out and if they would go with. So, Amber calls her bro, Little Stevie Wonder, and JohnnyRetarded (he asked that I use this name, so don't say it!). Once Little Stevie showed up, we head up to JohnnyRetarded's. TattooBoy, JohnnyRetarded's ungay wife/husband/roommate, was going to go with us, but he ate some really rotten sauerkraut and there was a green miasma floating around, so he decided to stay home.
We had a little fight about where we were going first, and it ended up that Amber wanted to go where the beautiful people play, meaning Union Station. We were there a few weeks ago and there were a LOT of HOT people running around. Last night, eh, not so much. I found a really cute guy, almost pretty, but everyone else was like, nah. (str8 bitches)
Then JohnnyRetarded called str8BF and found that he was at Outland and where the HELL was I? LOL So I said we'd be on our way, but only JohnnyRetarded and Amber thought it was OK, Little Stevie and Jeremy were like, MACS! Personally, I think they should have gone to MACS while the rest of us had fun, but I'm jumping ahead.
So, ANYWAY, we went to Outland and I got frisked by Grim, the first hottie I'd seen that night (sorry JohnnyRetarded). It was cool. He just didn't let his hands linger in any of the right places. Still, to be frisked by a hot guy is always fun.
Then, we go in. Hmmm, kinda disappointing. Not sure what I was expecting, but it wasn't as Goth as I'd hoped. Still, the music was good, the clientèle was dark, and the vids were cool. On one screen I was watching "Titan A.E." (one of my faves, I cry every time I see the Earth destroyed by the Dre) and the other was "History of the World, Pt 1" by Mel Brooks.
So, I bought some drinks, drank them, found str8BF and drank his, flirted with a really drunk chick, talked to her bf (she had 4 more before she left), and had fun.
(Side track. Watching Smallville and Cyborg told Aquaman to put his shirt on. Aquaman said the response was "I swim faster when I'm naked. Be glad I still have my pants on." Then Aquaman puts his shirt on. DAMMIT! I wanted the naked part because that boy is FINE!)
Amber told me that Jeremy was getting pissed with me and my jokes. She said he just wasn't getting them and probably should lay off. Little Stevie Wonder was just being a prick. Sitting around, glaring, pissy. He puts most queens to shame. Bugger them.
Then, highlight of my evening, in comes sexybeast! WOOT! I love her, she is so HOT and fun to be around. We danced and had a good time.
Before I knew it, JohnnyRetarded comes up and is like, they're leaving, you ready? Hell no. So, he's like, gimme a sec. Then he comes back. He talked to my str8BF, who lives near me, and I have a ride home. So the unhappy ones left and the rest of us had more fun.
I even was teaching JohnnyRetarded how to dance. When he dances, he's all OVER the place. I tried to get him to understand, dance in a 2 foot box around yourself. Move your body to the beat, but stay in that box. Smile at the girls you bump in to or who bump into you. Always apologize to the guys, unless you find them cute (he was not amused by that). But, then I got a little carried away and some cute girls had to tell me to reign it in. :)
Then, JohnnyRetarded is like, you hook me up and I'll get you any guy you want. Even RedRippedShirt (who I had been eying since we got there). Then he starts picking out girls and I'm like: married, married, bf, bf, lesbian. There weren't many single available chicks there for him. The one girl he picked out was, um, hmmm, not sure (at the time). I just said, she's not for you, but I can't say why. Something about the way she was standing there. Anyway, he said later that she was tongue wrestling another chick.
So I talked up sexybeast, hit on few guys, got one to dance for me (he was really good), met RandyRazor (I think that was his name), who kissed my hand. He was sooo cute. Trying to track him down, but he's being elusive. Then, we left.
Before they took me home, we decided to hit the Steak N Shake for a meal. Straight boys, they're so FUNNY. Both of them are still in their 20s, so they're just young pups. But both of them are afraid to hit double digits on the number of women they've slept with. I'm like, uh, double? Man, been there done that. At least i'm nowhere near the triple digits. yet.
Ragazzi, so ends another night. Kinda on the bland side, but... Guess I'm really going to have to hunt down my Goth shit, again. Actually, I'm going to need to scavenge more. What I used to have just wouldn't fit. I mean, c'mon, that was 50 pounds ago!
Friday, September 14, 2007
One Night at Skully's
I know, it's been a LONG time since I last posted one of my wild nights on the city. So sit back, sip some wine, and enjoy!
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So, my str8 boyfriend, Nate, posted a little thing that he was going out after work and wanted people to join him. He wanted to go to 80s Ladies night at Skully's and said to be there, or just stay home and suck. Well, I can stay home, and I certainly know how to suck (never had any complaints), but it's rather hard to stay at home and suck by yourself. So, off I go.
I tried to get hold of him to find out when he was going to be there, but he'd signed off and that was the end of that. So, it was a case of the blonde (Nate) leading the blinde (me).
Now, it's been a long time since I've been up around Skully's. I thought it was somewhere between Starr and 4th, so I park in my usual haunt and start walking. The wrong direction. SO, I turn around and head the other direction. Um, the bar I thought, for some dumbass reason, was Skully's was really the Surly Girl. Hmmm, keep walking. Ah, there it is, on the wrong side of the street!
So I cross the street, stop traffic, make a scene, and make it in one piece. I get to the door and this totally cute guy goes, "Got your ID." Oh you sweet, sweet boy, lemme kiss you right now! Then he's like, "It's ladies night, that'll be four bucks for you." UM, hello, this fag didn't come for the girls and the inner bitch in me is coming out!!! So, I pay my four bucks and get in, only to find Nate's not there yet.
I buy a drink, sit down, watch this pretty girl dancing on stage all by her lonesome. I almost went up to dance with, but I'm like, uh, I'm not here to dance with girls. So, I finish my drink and waddle down to the Union.
That place was packed, and it was SOOOO much fun getting from the door to the bar. Kyle was working, so I waved him down and he bypassed everyone else in line and made me my drink. Lemme tell ya, that stud makes the best long islands i have EVER had, bar none.
I sat on the patio for a while, but it was dull, all the action was inside. When I finished my drink, I went in, flirted with Kyle (again), got another, and sat at the bar. After a few minutes, I asked the lesbian chicks beside me for the time, found out it was 10:30, and decided to give Nate 1 more chance. I drank down my drink in 3 seconds (not recommended) and headed up the street.
Lucky me, as I got there he was trying to weasel in the door. So I follow him in, get a drink, get introduced to his friends, and a good time was had by all.
Of course, a good time isn't all that happened!
Somewhere along the line these two sexybeasts (their term, not mine) appeared at the table. I started talking to one of them, Jodie, and off we went. It was ALL about the guys! :O
Then we started counting off all the gay guys at the bar and who I thought I might have a chance with. She said I could have anyone there. She is sooo sweet. Of course, one guy kept totally checking me out (and he was so cute). I shoulda gone over to say hi, but I was with my new sexybeast and, well, if he really wanted me, all he had to do was come over. I certainly put out enough signals. I think he was intimidated by sexybeast.
Next thing I know, she's talking to Nate and trying to get him to make out with me. She said that if Nate made out with me for 10 secs, she would make out with her friend for 5 minutes. I could see the wheels spinning in his mind, but I told him no. I could tell how uncomfortable it was for him. Str8 boys, gotta luv them. Wanna luv them. ;p
Somewhere along the line, another girl shows up with her gay bf. I find out it's her birthday, so I give her a kiss, ON THE LIPS. OMG. Well, it was a quicky so no big deal, right. Then, she's like, gimme another. So, I kiss her again. She's like, "You're a really good kisser. Much better than HIM," she said, pointing to her gay boytoy. Ah, ain't she sweet too!
As the evening is wrapping up, me and sexybeast and Nate are talking. Next thing I know here comes the flower lady. So, me and her bought Nate a white rose. He gave me a peck on the cheek for it. LOL
Sexybeast so loved me, her new gay bf, that Thursday is now going to be a common date. Even better, she thought I was 31. Everyone thought I was about 31. They said, "You're as old as you feel. SO, if you feel like you're 31 and you look like you're 31 and you act like you're 31, then by god you ARE 31. So, from now on, I am 31.
It was an awesome night, ragazzi. Here's to many more!
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So, my str8 boyfriend, Nate, posted a little thing that he was going out after work and wanted people to join him. He wanted to go to 80s Ladies night at Skully's and said to be there, or just stay home and suck. Well, I can stay home, and I certainly know how to suck (never had any complaints), but it's rather hard to stay at home and suck by yourself. So, off I go.
I tried to get hold of him to find out when he was going to be there, but he'd signed off and that was the end of that. So, it was a case of the blonde (Nate) leading the blinde (me).
Now, it's been a long time since I've been up around Skully's. I thought it was somewhere between Starr and 4th, so I park in my usual haunt and start walking. The wrong direction. SO, I turn around and head the other direction. Um, the bar I thought, for some dumbass reason, was Skully's was really the Surly Girl. Hmmm, keep walking. Ah, there it is, on the wrong side of the street!
So I cross the street, stop traffic, make a scene, and make it in one piece. I get to the door and this totally cute guy goes, "Got your ID." Oh you sweet, sweet boy, lemme kiss you right now! Then he's like, "It's ladies night, that'll be four bucks for you." UM, hello, this fag didn't come for the girls and the inner bitch in me is coming out!!! So, I pay my four bucks and get in, only to find Nate's not there yet.
I buy a drink, sit down, watch this pretty girl dancing on stage all by her lonesome. I almost went up to dance with, but I'm like, uh, I'm not here to dance with girls. So, I finish my drink and waddle down to the Union.
That place was packed, and it was SOOOO much fun getting from the door to the bar. Kyle was working, so I waved him down and he bypassed everyone else in line and made me my drink. Lemme tell ya, that stud makes the best long islands i have EVER had, bar none.
I sat on the patio for a while, but it was dull, all the action was inside. When I finished my drink, I went in, flirted with Kyle (again), got another, and sat at the bar. After a few minutes, I asked the lesbian chicks beside me for the time, found out it was 10:30, and decided to give Nate 1 more chance. I drank down my drink in 3 seconds (not recommended) and headed up the street.
Lucky me, as I got there he was trying to weasel in the door. So I follow him in, get a drink, get introduced to his friends, and a good time was had by all.
Of course, a good time isn't all that happened!
Somewhere along the line these two sexybeasts (their term, not mine) appeared at the table. I started talking to one of them, Jodie, and off we went. It was ALL about the guys! :O
Then we started counting off all the gay guys at the bar and who I thought I might have a chance with. She said I could have anyone there. She is sooo sweet. Of course, one guy kept totally checking me out (and he was so cute). I shoulda gone over to say hi, but I was with my new sexybeast and, well, if he really wanted me, all he had to do was come over. I certainly put out enough signals. I think he was intimidated by sexybeast.
Next thing I know, she's talking to Nate and trying to get him to make out with me. She said that if Nate made out with me for 10 secs, she would make out with her friend for 5 minutes. I could see the wheels spinning in his mind, but I told him no. I could tell how uncomfortable it was for him. Str8 boys, gotta luv them. Wanna luv them. ;p
Somewhere along the line, another girl shows up with her gay bf. I find out it's her birthday, so I give her a kiss, ON THE LIPS. OMG. Well, it was a quicky so no big deal, right. Then, she's like, gimme another. So, I kiss her again. She's like, "You're a really good kisser. Much better than HIM," she said, pointing to her gay boytoy. Ah, ain't she sweet too!
As the evening is wrapping up, me and sexybeast and Nate are talking. Next thing I know here comes the flower lady. So, me and her bought Nate a white rose. He gave me a peck on the cheek for it. LOL
Sexybeast so loved me, her new gay bf, that Thursday is now going to be a common date. Even better, she thought I was 31. Everyone thought I was about 31. They said, "You're as old as you feel. SO, if you feel like you're 31 and you look like you're 31 and you act like you're 31, then by god you ARE 31. So, from now on, I am 31.
It was an awesome night, ragazzi. Here's to many more!
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