7.28.2006

Signal Strength: Excellent

I have internet access!

For the first time in about three days, I have been able to browse YouTube, comment on blogs, and various other things I take for granted.

As you may be able to guess, I am in Virginia. After a 10 hour train ride, I am finally here. My time in New Jersey was fun, and I kinda wish I would have planned for a little more time there. The highlight of my trip had to be drinking Coronas and watching straight porn with some Mexicans.

I have only been at my parent's house for like an hour or so, and I am ready to go. The house is over-crowded, cluttered, and uncomfortable. And this room I am staying in is something else. I don't think there is a single surface that is not covered with some sort of Mickey Mouse memorabilia.

Luckily, we are heading down to North Carolina tomorrow for a week. There I will be able to get away from my parents, or everyone, if I need to.

Now I just need to find some pot. Maybe my aunt will sell me some.

7.25.2006

Comeback

Kaisero11 has returned! How excited am I?



Quite limber, I must say. Makes me think dirty thoughts.

7.21.2006

dysFUNctional

I am starting to worry that this trip is going to be more stressful than I had anticipated.

My dad left me a message today, and when I returned the call, I was greeted by my stepmother. She didn't sound very pleasant, to say the least. Luckily, I was promptly handed off to my father.

Apparently he had called to "get things straight" for the coming week.

"When do you get in?" he asked.

I answered back sarcastically, considering he had been the one to buy the ticket. Sometimes I think he asks questions that he already knows the answers to just so he has something to say or talk about.

He went on to tell me about how life is at the moment. He and my stepmother "aren't doing well" financially it seems. I don't think that would be such a big problem if my stepmother would stop spending money. For the past three years, if I ever ask for money or assistance in any way, I am met with the same excuse.

After the pleasure of hearing about all of their financial woes, I was blessed with a "family update". My stepmother's family, that is.

To make a long story short:

1) One cousin, 16 or 17 years old, got kicked out for getting a tattoo on his neck, and punching his girlfriend.

2) Another cousin, about 15 or 16 years old probably, got arrested for molesting someone.

3) One aunt got a restraining order against an uncle, her brother-in-law.

4) A week-long "family reunion" has seemed to have gone from the usual 50-75 people to about 20 people; most not even staying the full week.

These are just the updates. Maybe when I have a few hours to spare I can give a little more background. Did I mention they all live in Virginia?

Then there was the lecture about not calling or keeping in touch with them. Apparently, it is my responsibility to do that. It's not like they have a phone or anything. My father's main point was that my stepmother is clinically depressed. I guess this means she is incapable of making a phone call. Unless it is to the Home Shopping Network, that is.

He went on to cover other minor details of my trip, and what's going on in my life right now. All the while, adding in mini lectures, and questioning everything I am doing. I think he has enough to worry about in his life; could be beneficial for him to focus on that.

All in all, I have a fairly fucked up family. Then again, who doesn't?

Pink Skunk

I had my hair colored today, and I must say, it is pretty fucking fabulous.

7.20.2006

The Rule of 72

I was invited to an "open house" tonight to find out a little more about a company, Primerica.

I am not all that sure what to think about it.

It seems to be completely commission-based, and I am not sure that that will work for me in the short-term. It does sound like a good opportunity, overall, though.

Either way, I have a one-on-one interview set up for tomorrow.

In the meantime, I need to keep looking for a solid job for as soon as I get back from vacation and move into the new house.

Until then, I need to do everything I can to move things along. I am sure that everything will fall into place when the time comes, but I can't help but worry.

I really hope this "vacation" goes well. I most definitely need it.


7.17.2006

Paul "Darien" Miera






According to my source, a friend of Darien's "boyfriend", Darien was far from Mexico. According to my source, he was in jail.

I wonder if he's still a top.

Bottom Blaster

I was casually browsing through the "gaytabase" when I came across something fairly startling.

A friend of mine has created a profile for his arm and Bob, his vibrator.

I expect strange things from this friend, but I think he has gone too far.

7.15.2006

The B-Word

I'm sitting on the bus right now.

I haven't been on a bus in almost three years. It's kind of humbling.

Here's how I see it::

1. I am doing my part to lower pollution.

2. I am saving money. Money that I can use for all my upcoming bills and expenses.

3. I am preparing myself for living in Denver. It would be beneficial to take advantage of public transportation.

This is just a baby step though. I am still very far from taking a bus down Colfax.


Mr. Nice Guy Strikes Again

Tonight I changed a flat tire,a nd played Cupid.

According to a friend of mine, I am a superhero, a god.

It's about time someone recognize that.


7.14.2006

Sold!

I managed to sell my old laptop today. Mr. StraightQueer bought for $400.

Honestly, I think it is worth more than that, but I highly doubt that I would have been able to sell it for more. I am just happy that I was able to sell it at all.

Now I have some money to take care of these big expenses that have been haunting me. Too bad it won't cover all of them.

I hope my stuff on eBay sells too. God knows I need the money.

7.13.2006

Fox Force Five

"Three tomatoes are walking down the street; Papa tomato, Mama tomato, and Baby tomato. Baby tomato starts lagging behind, and Papa tomato gets really angry. He goes back, squishes him, and says, 'Catch up.'"

Taste The Explosion

Pop Rocks.

Quite possibly the greatest innovation in the candy industry.

Willy Wonka would be one envious mother fucker. If he didn't invent it first, that is.


7.12.2006

Special Delivery



This is Dave's and my mom's new puppy. His name is Tango. Don't ask.

Penny Pincher

The past week of my life has been financially heartbreaking.

After my paying bills & debts when I got paid, I was left with $40. Managable, right? Not even.

Especially since I had to get a haircut($30), and pay an overdraft fee($33) for overdrawing my account($.89).

That left me with roughly -$24. No wonder I have had to scrounge around for change just to buy cigarettes.

It is all very pathetic. Luckily, I get paid on Thursday.

Now I just have to figure out how to manage that money, which includes the decision of whether or not to go to Tracks.

Pros: I get to show off my new haircut. I get to leave Longmont. I get to see my Denver boys.

Cons: I will have to hear everyone's $.02 about my hair. I will have $20-$40 less. I will have to trek back to Longmont at 4 AM to take the "niece" to daycare.

Maybe everyone's $.02 will add up to something substantial, i.e. a pack of cigarettes or some gas.

7.08.2006

The Ex Files

Often I ask about whom my friends have dated, and they ask the same to me. That has prompted me to create a little collage of sorts of my ex-boyfriends.

Don't judge!

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Damian Donovan - 08/03


http://www.connexion.org/jakenewman

Jake - 12/03


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Nathan - 02/04


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Mitch - 02/04


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Todd - 08/04


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Andy - 12/04


This is the best I can do for now, but there they are.

Pride 2004 - NYC

I was just looking through a box of pictures that I had in my closet. when I came across these. They are from Pride 2004 in NYC. I have to say, it was a pretty great parade, but Pride 2006 was definitely much better. Maybe sometime I can bring all my friends to NYC for Pride, and I will have the best of both worlds.














Work it, girl!

7.07.2006

In the Army Now

I got a haircut, and it's a pretty drastic change.

I've gotten mixed reviews, but nothing horrible.

Pictures soon to come.

R.I.P.

I must start this off with a little disclaimer of sorts:

I have issues. People that know me, know that I have issues. I almost never cry, and I lack any extreme emotion, whether it be excitement or sadness. I am seeing a therapist, and maybe someday I will be "normal".

With that said, here I go.

Wednesday night I took Ambien to try to get to bed at a decent time. When I take Ambien, I have problems remembering things that happen before I actually wake up, get out of bed, and get going. Specifically, I have problems distinguishing between reality and dreams.

I woke up at 11 AM when my mom called me. I got up and out of bed, got ready, and went to work. Later that day, I was sitting at Caffe Luna with Momma, doing the crossword puzzle, when something hit me.

"I think my great grandma died," I say in a daze.

Of course, everyone at the table is severely confused by my statement. Who says something like that?

"If my stepmom called me, then my great grandma died. If she didn't, then it was just a dream."

I look through the call log on my phone, and sure enough, my stepmom had called.

You see, my stepmom called me at 8:30 that morning. Surprisingly, I actually woke up, got out of bed, and answered my phone. I don't really remember the conversation, due to the Ambien. I do remember her telling me that my great grandma had passed away though.

I think I am going to have plenty to talk about with my therapist next week.

Am I a horrible person? Don't answer that.

7.03.2006

Change

I thought it was about time for a change.

Being the baby-stepper that I am, I decided to start digitally. I now have new e-mail addresses and screennames. The following is my primary e-mail address, so be sure to add it to your list of contacts, if that's your thing:

MrNiceGuyCO@aol.com

Obviously, my new AIM screenname is MrNiceGuyCO.

Also, I have a Mobile AIM screenname. It is MrSmithGoesMbl, and it will IM me directly on my phone.

For all you Yahoo Instant Messenger users out there, my new screenname is MrNiceGuyCO. Big surprise there!

Last, but not least, my original phone number, 303.746.4995, is my primary number again.

I think that is all for now.

"I'm Sweating Wild Turkey"

What a crazy night.

Here's the Readers Digest version:

5:00 - Picked up Mr. Seattle. We hung out, got coffee, ate dinner, got coffee, etc.

8:50 - Arrived at Matty's. Stayed longer than expected, due to some lesbian relationship problems in the house.

10:00 - Left Matty's and headed for Denver. Matty's roommate came with.

10:45 - Arrived at Paris. Got coffee, talked, laughed, etc. Nic was very late; no shock there.

12:15 - Headed JR's. Too bad it wasn't a little busier.

2:15 - Took the kids for a couple laps around the Ho Stroll, at Matty's request. Managed to see at least 3 hookers and a John, I believe.

2:45 - Stopped at 7-11 for the 3rd bathroom break in 30 minutes. There were certainly some characters there.

3:30 - Arrived back at Matty's. We all had a cigarette before Mr. Seattle and I headed back to Longmont.

3:45 - Ran over a skunk. Yes, a skunk.

4:00 - Powerwashed skunk guts/stink off my tires. Mr. Seattle bought one of those scented trees for the car.

5:00 - Headed to bed. Not before Mr. Seattle and I take a shower though. Together.

7.02.2006

The Devil Wears Prada

I saw The Devil Wears Prada last night, and it was absolutely amazing.

I rarely go to see movies at a theater, but this is one that I just had to see. I was unaware of what it was about when I first heard of it, but with a title like that, who needs a trailer.

I would most definitely recommend this movie to every single straight woman and gay man around.

After the movie, Matty and I met up with "Ms. Business" at Starbucks in Boulder. We got coffee, talked, made fun of people, laughed; it was fun.

When we got back to Matty's place, "Ms. Business" noticed that her car was making a hissing noise that we could hear from like 100 feet away. Turns out she had a flat tire. Being the masculine, strong man that I am, I pretty much changed her tire for her at like 3:00 AM.

Now Matty and "Ms. Business" are going to see The Devil Wears Prada. This is Matty's third time, and the movie has only been out for 2 days. Later, Matty and I may be hanging out with Mr. Seattle. Either tonight or tomorrow. Should be fun.

That's all.