http://www.afterelton.com/people/2009/6/butch-it-up?page=0%2C4
there are two main types of gay men out there,
Men who strive for equality
and Men who's main concern is being " utterly fabulous"
The Guster concert was great, it was the first time I’ve seen them since their show @ the Prospect Park bandshell a few summers ago.
I’ve been thinking about what that troll Anthony said to me before he mercifully told me to get lost.
“You’re not ready, kid”
Not ready? I’m not ready to pursue a gay relationship, because I won’t rent my dick to a “forty-five” year old scuzzbag?
Some people make me sick
Leviticus 20:13 (King James Version)
"if a man also lie with mankind, as he lieth with a woman, both of them have committed an abomination: they shall surely be put to death; their blood shall be upon them."
,What is sexual intercourse>
Easy....
When a man and woman engage in sexual intercourse the man inserts his erect penis into the woman's vagina. Now let me ask you this, What is the keyword here? Is the keyword INSERTS, or are the keywords PENIS & VAGINA. i would say the latter for they are sex organs wheras insertion is just a byproduct of procreation.
live performace of "Whats The Frequency Kenneth" circa 2001
Another Thanksgiving Dinner has come and gone. this year the guest list consisted of mom and myself, nana, my aunt & uncle, buddha's mom, as well as C & J the gay couple from 23.
mi hermano and his gf went to PA this year to the gf's sister but they'll be here on saturday before they head to the Guster concert.
i had a slice of pumpkin pie for desert, my taste buds haven't changed since i was nine. still disgusting........
I had a slice of apple pie as well, which was delicious, as were the brownies.
Ugh....
I Hate Piano Bars,
I Hate Creepy Old Men
I Hate Effeminate Gay Men
They make me feel as if living a homosexual lifestyle is a hopeless endeavor.
I've been looking up gay clubs in Manhattan which are more youth friendly. Splash has a College Night on Thursdays and Rush caters almost exclusively to an 18-29 crowd so there is a (small) glimmer of hope.
I decided to forego my movie plans and instead do somewhing which would hopefully lead to some positive social interaction. I went to another gay bar, this time down in the West Village. The Stonewall Inn, Yes, THAT Stonewall Inn, the scene of the riots in the summer of 1969. I wasn't really planning on much , just having a beer, hanging out for a little bit and then going home. Just my luck, who do I end up getting a stool next to but Anthony, the guy I met on my first gay bar excursion beack in August. He remembered me but he didn't remember my name.
It turns out that the hockey game that I thought was going to be tonight was actually played last night, I read the damn schedule wrong. It works out for the best because theres going be another game next Friday night at a much earlier time which I should be able to make.
Hmm.... Maybe tonight i'll go to the cinema and finally get to see Zombieland(assuming its still in )... If not Zombieland than perhaps The Men Who Stare At Goats.
A Different Animal
Once, at the age of fifteen, I nearly came out to my mother. It was mid-afternoon and I had just gotten home from an interview at the private school I would eventually transfer to for 10th-12th grade. Anyway, I just got home and was settling in. The very first thing my mother asks me is not what did I think of the school but whether I thought the admissions counselor Miss Whateverhernameis is good looking.
If it weren't for my mother's mishegoss, there is little doubt in my mind that I would have been ready to come out at around nineteen or twenty. I knew I liked men but after awhile i somehow convinced myself that I liked women too. Truth is, the only thing that I found interesting about getting intimate with a member of the opposite sex was that it was so radically different from anything i had ever thought about before. I was comfortable with guys but I told myself that I had to be comfortable with women too. Didn't happen. I like guys.
I was just thinking about the time when I was 15 when I almost came out to my mom. It was mid-afternoon and I had just gotten home from an interview at the private school I would eventually transfer to for 10th-12th grade. Anyway, i just got home and was settling in. The very first thing my mother asks me is not what did I think of the school but whether I thought the admissions counselor Miss Whateverhernameis is good looking or not.
I am now technically out on Facebook......It was a vital step in a positive direction and now its done with( I've yet to experience any fallout but than again it hasnt even been a day)
It's over with. I won't be going to great lengths to hide my sexuality, yet I won't be volunteering this information to that many people either.
That would be dumb.
Interested In; Women, Men,
Looking for: Friendship, Dating, A Relationship, Networking.....
Why should i lose sleep over being shut out by people who are barely in my life to begin with?
So, now I finally learn why it is important that one never forget to distinguish between who their true friends are, and which people are just "buddies" .
Alot of this is my own fault, I would go to him with things, but then not really listen to anything that he had to say. My bad.