W is going to be playing @ a cafe tomorrow night in the west village, so it looks like i'm going to have to dvr the Jets game and watch it when I get back. Hopefully we'll be able to talk for a bit at some point.... that would be nice. I remember the night after Mom and I went went to see him play the first time.... We were sitting down at the table, Brother, Brother's gf, and I
when Mom says " That girl... The one who stopped by our table last night to talk to us, was that W's girlfriend?" Brother and Brother's gf gave eachother a look that said "
What is she? Some kind of idiot?"
I on the other just sat there cracking up. The next night Mom asked me what that look had been about.

(exasperated sigh)
" That wasn't his girlfriend. Ma, W is gay."

and of course she was floored....

W isn't flaming but he's obvious enough to anybody who is not an idiot.
Hell, I'm obvious enough to anybody who isn't an idiot.

A first-class fag-hag with second rate gaydar.

How lame is that?

I'm thinking about something that somebody said to me recently.

I dont want to be a straight man's gay. I don't want to get stuck being the "gay best friend" either..(ewww!) I just want to be me.
I'm glad I found Oasis. Blue got scared and " ran away" which is great.
He is exactly the kind of person( self-loathing closetcase) that i don't want to be.