Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Vegas wrap-up

The trip went well. Nothing sexual between us (whew!) But here's a rundown...

Monday night:
- Dennis drove- arrived at 4p.m.
- Checked in the Stratosphere, walked the strip
- stopped in mall for sandwiches for dinner
- walked all the way up to Mandalay Bay
- Saw the waterfalls at Bellagio
- Saw the volcano at Mirage
- On one of the pedestrian walkways between the casinos I ran into a few coworkers back including B from the high school from a few years back
- Went to Toby Keith's I Love This Bar and Grill... mainly to just get a pic so I could joke with my family I went... and we did stay and listen to the band play a few songs including "She Thinks My Tractors Sexy"
- Went to the Coke and M&M stores
- Sampled 16 different cokes from around the world
- Went to the top of the Stratosphere and walked around
- We had buy 1 get 1 free big Stratosphere Souvenir bottles filled of margarita or daiquiri ($16 value). Drank our drinks up in the tower
Bed at 1:00a.m.

- Woke up at 9
While getting dressed Dennis was checking me out. I was just in boxer briefs and a tee. He dressed in front of me, so I figured I'd do the same
- IHOP for breakfast
- Walked the strip with my $.99 margarita at 11a.m.
- Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum
-Mandalay Bay for Shark Reef
- Luxor for The Bodies Exhibit... so glad I saw it... very amazing to see what is inside of us like that... my favorite part was seeing how many arteries and veins we had... I didn't realize they were so spiderlike. I knew they were basically everywhere I guess. Seeing it visually really helped.
- Spent an hour arguing with Dennis over dinner... he's a vegetarian... I got very frustrated and bitchy because I was hungry. I didn't want fast food and I wanted a steak. I decided we'd go to the Mad Onion Restaurant in Hooters. Steak was ok, but satisfied my craving... next time I want a Vegas buffet!
- Dennis ordered a martini at dinner and said he was halfway drunk at the end of the dinner. He was. Moving his hands like he was conducting music, singing, saying hail Caesar.
- CSI Crime Scene Investigation Experience at MGM. We were CSIs and given a crime scene to investigate what took place. Dennis thought it was campy, but I enjoyed it
- Went back up in the Stratosphere tower and drank. Refilled our big Stratosphere glasses. Talked about goals/plans for both of us for the next year... because it is always good to talk about that while imbibed.
- Dennis spent $1 gambling on 1 machine and I spent 3 on 3 different machines. At 1 time I was up $1.30, but I had to press my luck.
- Back in the hotel room Dennis is looking really tired and moves from my bed to his- after balancing his checkbook. He lays down. I am leaning on the headboard with 1 leg on the bed and 1 on the ground. Dennis lays on my bed and asks me about guys I'm seeing. I shared. I told him about Teacher Friend. He asked about my dating experiences so I told him and I asked to hear his. We had a good conversation. It did seem like he was wanting to make a move, but didn't.

- Breakfast at IHOP
- Went to Ethel M Chocolate Factory and took the tour (about 10 miles from the strip). It was kind of cool- I've seen chocolate made before, so it didn't phase me as much as someone who has maybe not seen that. We got a candy bar sample. Of course I had to buy a box for the family.
- Made it home in 4 1/2 hours. Lots of fog in the Cajon Pass.

Other tidbits

- Dennis made his itinerary last week of things he wanted to do. When it came to executing any of it he could not make a decision. I was the decision maker and I liked it. I didn't like the whole indecisive hour long dinner argument.
- Treasure Island was the best decorated hotel for Christmas
- The Luxor was such a cool looking hotel on the inside
- Harrahs and The Flamingo seemed to have the best margarita specials
- Each hotel is like a city inside
- Each hotel has a Starbucks it seemed
- I heard the same top 40 music playing throughout the strip and the songs that really annoy me right now are:
- Fireflies - Owl City
- 3 - Britney Spears
- Whacha Say - Jason Derulo
- Fallin' For You - Colbie Caillat
- So Hard - Rihanna

Pics are of the following:
Sampling sodas, the list of the first 8 sodas (the Beverly was awful!- the only one we didn't drink), The Bellagio Fountains, a look from the Stratosphere at the top, and a look at New York New York from the pedestrian bridge

Edit for Aek:
Dennis paid for gas, I paid for hotel

$81.25 for 2 nights at the Stratosphere for 2 Queen beds
$73.00 gas since we took Dennis' SUV instead of my car (otherwise it would have been about $30 less)

$7 sandwich meal Monday night
$.99 margarita
$8.00 IHOP
$8.00 IHOP
$16 Stratosphere margarita
$13.00 Hooters Mad Onion Dinner
$3.00 gambling
$18 Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum
$54 for CSI, Mandalay Bay Shark, Bodies (bodies alone was $31, MB was $17)
= ~$200 for him and me

Monday, December 28, 2009

Off to Vegas

With Dennis... should be an interesting trip. He has already vetoed listening to my 25 most played songs on my iPod.
We have this trip planned to every last detail including music. So here's what we won't be hearing because it is too much country, too much awful pop music, and just bad stuff...

Right as Rain- Adele

Little Red Rodeo- Collin Raye (I like the Phil Vassar version, and that's what I have on my iPod)

He's So Fine- The Chiffons

The Greatest Man I Never Knew- Reba McEntire
A Voice Still Rings True- Keith Whitley
Grace Kelly- Mika
S.O.S. (Let the Music Play)- Jordin Sparks
She Wolf- Shakira
Haven't Met You Yet- Michael Bublé
One Voice- Billy Gilman
My Boyfriend's Back- The Angels
For You- Manfred Mann's Earth Band
Human Nature- Michael Jackson
Pas de Chaval- Panic at the Disco
Everyone Once in a While- Blackhawk
If U Seek Amy- Britney Spears
Crush- David Archuleta
Let Me Let Go- Faith Hill
Doin' My Thing- Luke Bryan
Little Red Rodeo- Phil Vassar
Si Yo Fuera Un Chico- Beyoncé
I'm Not Strong Enough to Say No- Blackhawk
He's So Fine- The Chiffons
Different Drum- Linda Ronstadt
Be True to Your School- Beach Boys
Paparazzi- Lady Gaga
Right As Rain- Adele
Notion- Kings of Leon

The Angels- My Boyfriend's Back

Pas de Cheval- Panic! At the Disco

We will be listening to KOLA 99.9 for classics and KKLZ 96.3 in Vegas. Dennis is also a radio fan like me.

Dennis is driving. I was planning on it, but he offered, and well, I let him. I am not sure how I feel about that. I don't get to control the radio for a change. The rule in my car is if I drive I get the radio- we'll be in his big SUV, though. Also, being the control freak I am I am paranoid sitting in the passenger seat, not having my hand on the radio or steering wheel. I am bringing books and my computer and stuff to occupy my time. I was thinking this morning I have never been on a trip with friends where I have not driven. The same also holds true for most family outings- I drive- I have since I got my license.

Friday, December 25, 2009

The best holiday gifts

Great Christmas with my family here at home and then my aunt's extended family in the next city over. Got a lot of great gifts. While all of this was great, what really meant the most to me and has been the best holiday gift was...


From the kind words that other bloggers/readers have said to the 2 cards I received in the mail from my best friend and a fellow blogger/tweeter were all really so special. To see in words what I have meant to people/talk about special moments we have shared together have meant so much to me.

My best friend sent a gift, his mom's peanut butter fudge (which is to die for), and a card in which he told me how I am the friend who means the most to him since I've known him so long and I don't judge, and how he feels so close to me, yet we are so far. For a guy of so few words I was surprised and touched.

Cards and letters are great- you can always open them up in times of difficulty and reread the kind words. :-)

Merry Christmas!!!

Sending my best to all of my readers and wishing you all a very Merry Christmas!!!

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Vegas with Dennis

Dennis met me for lunch at Panera yesterday and proposed we go to Vegas. We found a hotel room at either the Stratosphere or Circus Circus for about $30 a night beginning next Monday.

One of the hotels we were looking at only had 1 Queen or 1 King. He proposed we sleep in the same bed. Um. He said it rather boldly at that. I was suspicious because he only does that when he wants something or has an another motive. I know Dennis has a crush on me, so I was a little hesitant. I quickly proposed the other hotel.

We have quite the itinerary... a Vegas show... lots of walking... a gay club...
- Flex Gay Club
- Stratosphere Observation Deck (and the rides)
- The Eiffel Tower at Paris, Las Vegas
- Mirage Volcano
- Fountains at Bellagio
- Madame Tassaud's Wax Museum
- Ethel M. Chocolate Factory
- Bodies, The Exhibition
- Lion King or Blue Man Group

Who knows how this trip and alone time with Dennis will play out...

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Gaga over Gaga

Blogger buddy, and friend, James and I headed down to San Diego for the Lady Gaga concert, and man, it was AWESOME!!!

We made an evening out of it, which was fun. I decided we needed to check out Hillcrest, the gay neighborhood in San Diego; and I know from friends that there were lots of great small restaurants to try. We went to a Thai restaurant, Amarin, which was really good. The fried rice with beef, and the coconut soup with chicken and mushrooms was also tasty. It had an unusual flavor, and I mean that in a good way. Lots of fun there chatting, being overtly checked out by an older guy twice, and of course good food.

We cruised up the 163 to the 8 and over to the 5 freeway to get to the San Diego Sports Arena- really it was just a few minute jaunt over there. I am glad we left when we did and headed over there. Everyone else was headed to see Lady Gaga, too.

Standing in line was interesting. The line wrapped around the building and there were 2-3 different lines that seemed to do the same. Lots of interesting people in the crowd. Lavish outfits, guys in gold pants (EEEW), lots of hot gay guys, lots of girls, and yes, all ages.

We got in and took our seats just a moment after the opening act began to play. They only played for about a half hour. Semi Precious Weapons was their name or something. After they performed there was a little intermission where we were exposed to some Michael Jackson, my favorite, James... haha!

And well, what you all care about, Lady Gaga! Totally amused by the stuff that she said. She asked us, the fans, several times if she thought she was sexy because she thought we were. Never knew what was going to come out of her mouth. The show was close to 2 hours!!! She talked about how she does the long shows for her fans because they are sexy. She talked about her monsters. Lots of other stuff... Here's a review about the show... enjoy the pics!

Here's some youtube vids of the concert...

Oh, and notice all of her costume changes...

Friday, December 18, 2009

Some non-traditional Christmas songs

Domonick The Donkey- Heard it on KFROG as they were teasing traffic reporter Dona Dower for liking this song... very catchy... I liked...

Leroy the Redneck Reindeer- Joe Diffie
The epitome of a bad country song...

Walkin' Round in Women's Underwear

Thursday, December 17, 2009

$9 shoes

sometimes i buy ridiculous shoes because they are on sale and I have a slight shoe fetish. I am wanting to wear them to work tomorrow now despite how ridiculous I will look. just picked them up for $9 at journeys.

they may be good for a Saturday night... perhaps this Saturday night

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Wednesday, December 16, 2009

New classroom management technique

When the kids are getting loud and out of hand and don't eseem to espeak English or understand I mean business, I estart to espeak espanish.

I go off and say things like the following in no particular order. Sometimes I get ranty and use many of them, sometimes just a few lines:

"ninos! Qué estamos haciendo? Por que no es quieto?" - kids! what are we doing? Why is it not quiet?

"ayayayayay, ay chihuahua!" - Ay chihuahua!

"Mis oidos! Es muy fuerte!" - My ears! It's very loud!

"Ay chihuahua, no puedo concentrar. Que estamos haciendo? Yo sé si no puedo concentrar, están teniendo un tiempo difícil" - Ay chihuahua, I can't concentrate. What are we doing? I know if I can't concentrate, you are having a difficult time.

"Ninos! Malos ninos, porque estamos todavía hablando? Es mi derecha hablar, no suyas, silencio" - Kids, bad kids, why are we still talking? Its my turn to talk, not yours, silence.

"Estoy pagado a hablar, y tú, no. No habla." - I am paid to talk, and you, no. Don't talk.

"Ay, es como hay muchas chihuahuas en este cuarto" - Ay, its like there are a lot of chihuahuas en this room.

"Recuerdan, no me gusta chihuahuas" - Remember, I don't like chihuahuas.

I probably sound like one crazy gringo, but I try. One technique works one day, pero en otro, no.

This is my new technique this year. In prior years I liked to use my Spanish to listen in about all the putas (prostitutes) running around, the culos (asses), and other important inappropriate stuff and never let the kids pick up on what I knew. This year word got out I know Spanish quickly thanks to Linda.

I find that this only works with the 6th and 7th graders. The 8th graders are a different story, they don't care you are ranting and raving, and they want to test you. It does work wonders in quieting the kids down and that's all that matters to me.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

J/O with a little wine

J/O Buddy has been texting me quite a bit lately. He keeps it simple- "jo?" I have been busy everytime he has texted me. Saturday, Sunday, and finally 5:23a.m. Monday morning- I figured I'd reply. He wanted to get together before I went to work on Monday morning, but I wasn't willing to get up that early. I texted him on my terms and my time at 7:15p.m. Monday as I was getting out of class. He told me to let him know when I was near, which I did.

I get up to his place and he looks totally ridiculous (in a funny way) as he is wearing a beanie on his head, a plaid buttondown like the kids are wearing these days, black basketball shorts, and his DC shoes. He is sweeping the living room. I sit down and he offers me a glass of wine. We toast and he finishes cleaning. We make smalltalk about work mainly. He had been working 7 day weeks as of late.

We head to his bedroom because he had his living room window wide open showing off his Christmas display of ornaments and wreaths in the window. He lights all the candles- like those on the table at the end of the bed and the night stands, and the little end tables next to me. It was pretty light. We undress. We sip on our wine. I sit on the table in between the end tables on the far wall. He lays on the bed and we lay watching each other. We make comments about how hot each other is. I sit stroking myself, then he asks me to come closer to the bed. I do. We watch each other and he wants to see a side view and stuff like that. We watch each other for a while- probably a good 20 minutes or so I stand watching him. We sip some more wine. I sit back down and we talk about how hot it would be to stroke each other. I walk over to the bed, reach over and grab his dick, then he grabs mine. I'm bending over to stroke him as he is laid down on the bed. He suggests we lay next to each other and we stroke each other for probably the next 30 minutes or so and lie closely to each other. Finally he tells me to shoot my load on his chest and I do.

We both wash up in the sink and I take off about 10p.m.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Ran into The Mike's at the gym

Was at the gym this morning and ran into The Mikes. WOW, they have changed. I was doing sit ups at one of the mats as they walked in. They both smiled, came over to me like nothing ever happened. I had no choice but to be cordial and couldn't really just walk away.

The first thing I noticed was WOW, Mike #1 has gained weight. He has had a heavy frame as long as I've known him. He was probably 5'8 and 180lbs or so, but in the past year has probably gained 100 more pounds. He was sort of waddling into the gym. It is mean, but I was thinking "good, you deserve it," although this is unrelated to everything else. I know that's mean, but that's my thought at the time. And dang, what happened to him? No clue.

Mike #2 also put on probably 20 or so pounds that he had lost. He also looked rather homely I guess you could describe it. He had a full beard and long straggly hair going on and reminded me of Garth from "Wayne's World."

They came over to me and wanted to shake my hand, wanted to know what I was doing there, how we haven't seen each other in so long. I was said something generic, like I was "working out." I asked what they were doing and joked that I saw them doing more standing around than working out like they claimed they were there to do. And their whole being friendly thing I'm sure was just an act. Dumbasses.

Friday, December 11, 2009

Maximizing Issues

No, not Maximizing Max (yeah, him). This time it is about maximizing the issue, which I tend to do. I blogged about all of the anger and hurt I was feeling after my grandma's passing. I have been grieving as you know, all of my crying, etc. while in the car. That stopped probably a week or so before Halloween. I dealt with it is my point I guess I'm trying to make and I did come to terms with it.

This past week the anticipation has been building. My aunt has promised a letter to the lawyer by Saturday apparently about what she can do moneywise when it comes to my grandma- this prior to the 17th when there is a court hearing about my grandma's body. It has been a mess this week- my aunt said this, she said that, etc. etc. It all just built and the only real crying I did was the tears I woke up with. The tears were only momentarily, but it was building. I feel like I was being worn down. I was chatting with The Guy tonight after texting him today, then calling him a couple times telling him I needed a friend. I needed someone to talk and I was looking for his perspective. The call didn't start off so well. It was text and then phone tag. When he finally called me back after the 4th time of ignoring his calls because I was so worked up in the tears he asked how I was. I told him I was not well. I then cried for the next 2-3 minutes just bawling on the phone. I felt bad that he had no clue what was going on and had to listen to this. I heard deep sighs he was making and seemed bothered, and I felt bad that the moment I talk to him the tears flow. I hung up. He called back a couple times and then texted for me to pick up and not hang up. I did. He asked if it was my grandma and aunt. I told him it was and told him the details. He told me that it was worth it to cry, some of my crying sounded really angry, and it was a good thing, to take care of myself tonight. The cries and conversations continued and we talk about how it is a lot of feelings like loneliness that I was feeling. I don't know how, but we got to talking about "minimizing things"- I was talking about stepping back, looking at each issue, thinking about it, not internalizing it, and how I don't, so I constantly maximize the issue and bring up a lot of hate within myself, which brings a lot of anxiety and tears. Sure there is some more emotional attachment and crying that can certainly be done this weekend we agreed, but I feel and can see for myself how I need to step back and think rather than becoming wrapped up in emotions.

The Guy did remind me that it was my pity party and I could cry if I want to and he began singing his version of the Leslie Gore hit. I continued on "you would cry to if it happened to you... dun dun dun dun dun dun" and we began singing that over the phone together. He did tell me he did cry too because it happened to him last night over the issue with Shawn.

I felt so bad, so embarrassed for after days of not talking to The Guy to only be able to cry. I know we're friends, but sometimes it seems like we drift in and out, and I know it is understandable, but I hate that. I texted and called him a few times and heard nothing back, so this little bit is not what I wanted when we started talking again. I wanted to chat, ask about what he was up to, see about hanging out, hear about his weekend with Shawn. We did talk about all of that and will probably hang out.

But from this convo with him I realized how this is kind of like any other weekend, but there are some additional emotion attached to it. It is ok to cry, but I should maybe minimize the issue, think, think about how it is deteriorating and hurting me.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Breaking news!

an end to a police pursuit... big news in LA!

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Internet Help

Hey guys!

I was hoping you could help me out. I'm out of ideas. At my house we are experiencing constant internet disconnections. The amber green light on the DSL router/modem combo constantly goes red or cuts out completely for up to 2-3 minutes at a time. This happens it seems up to 20+ times a day.

We have techs come out to replace the DSL wire running from the phone pole to our house, the DSL/Phone wiring on the outside of the house, make sure we have filters on the phone jacks, replace routers. Each time a tech comes out it is the same thing- you are running at 6MBPS, we don't see any errors, you are full of crap. We have had 5 different routers/modems. We've had a Motorola modem/Linksys Wireless G and B routers, then 3 Zyxel Modems paired with the Linksys Wireless G and B routers. We are now using a 2Wire modem/router combo.

I've talked to The Guy and sent him a screenshot from each page of our router's configuration page. He said the only think that stuck out to him was the DSL Link Retrain, which was on average close to 50 times a day. I did some investigating and SBC/AT&T tends to not acknowledge the problem. The latest explanation came last night, "the DSL Link Retrain doesn't mean you're getting disconnected, it just means that your DSL is retraining and reconnecting." It does mean we are getting disconnected according to The Guy as it is happening 50 times a day, and the DSL signal is obviously failing that much that it has to RETRAIN.

When AT&T was out last night they hooked some fancy machine up to our router to test the signal. The tech said he could not touch the computer, therefore could not look at our router statistics. He said that means nothing to why we're cutting out and loosing connection. We printed out every page for him to see, and he said that nothing shows we are getting disconnected (hello, what about the link retrain?)

Anyways, he called today and said that there were no problems. AT&T monitored our line all day Saturday and all day today. We are running at 8MBPS and have had no DSL link retrains, no error packets, no power failures, no nothing. They said it is probably software on our computer causing us to lose the connection. I asked what software it was. The technician said he didn't know, but software could do it. He then said it was our Direct TV box causing it because it is connected to the phone. Oh? That was news to me. He said he remembered seeing it hooked up to the phone last night. I said it was not connected to the phone. I reminded him we showed him where all of the phone jacks were and that the 2 phones had filters, the DSL had no filter.

So I know this is probably not the greatest explanation, probably not a lot you guys can do without being here, seeing, and stuff like that, but I'm trying... if you have any ideas I'm open to suggestions.


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Tuesday, December 8, 2009


It's 11:30p.m. and I can't sleep. I've been tossing in bed for the greater part of an hour, so I guess I'll write what is on my mind and see where this takes me. I have had anxiety the past couple of days and it has been pretty bad. My grandma may finally be buried and this whole thing has been troubling. I am worried about how that will turn out. I feel like I have lumps in me- in my throat and chest. I have been having dreams lately, and some of them I remember, which is unusual. I have had a change in meds and I've been dreaming and remembering dreams quite a bit. I had one last night where I was shadowing a science teacher at the school I work at and was really overwhelmed in the dream. I felt like I had task after task being put on me and his job just stressed me out. He also seemed to wear the emotional burdens of his kids. He's one of those teachers that all the kids love because he is a big kid, and all the kids confide in him, so from the dream and hearing that stuff I felt overwhelmed I guess. I had another dream about me dating 2 guys and each one saying they didn't have time for me. One of the guys told me he ESPECIALLY didn't have time on my birthday. He said he intentionally made plans to be out of town and that I could take care of myself. We were planning a trip to Vegas and the hotel had been booked, but then at the last minute told me he didn't have time for me. I woke up at 3:30a.m. or so after this dream the other morning in tears. I felt like I had been abandoned and nobody cared of me. I tried to think when my birthday was- it is in January for the record- it was one of those did this really happen dreams. No, thankfully it didn't. I was thinking how it'd be so special and would love for someone to just do something for me for like my birthday- take me somewhere nice, do something unexpected, etc. etc. It'd be really special. Anyways, I'm always curious to analyze my dreams, so I was... what I felt seems pretty dead on with losing a loved one... maybe time to leave past feelings behind that are hindering my growth? Why not? Sure. Feelings about guys... idiots... Chris... others... lol...

according to

To dream that you are abandoned, suggests that it is time to leave behind past feelings and characteristics that are hindering your growth. Let go of your old attitudes. A more direct and literal interpretation of this dream is that you have a fear of being deserted, abandoned, or even betrayed. It may stem from a recent loss or a fear of losing a loved one. The fear of abandonment may manifest itself into your dream as part of the healing process and dealing with losing a loved one. It may also stem from unresolved feelings or problems from childhood. Alternatively, the dream indicates that you are feeling neglected or that your feelings are being overlooked. Perhaps the dream is a metaphor that you need to approach life with "reckless abandon" and live more freely.

To abandon others in your dream, suggests that you are overwhelmed by the problems and decisions in your life.


To see your teacher (past or present) in your dream, suggests that you are seeking some advice, guidance, or knowledge. You are heading into a new path in life and ready to learn by example or from a past experience. Consider your own personal experiences with that particular teacher. What subject was taught? Alternatively, it may relate to issues with authority and seeking approval. You may be going through a situation in your waking life where you feel that you are being treated like a student or in which you feel you are being put to a test.

To dream that you are a teacher, indicates that you are in a position of disseminating your knowledge and wisdom to others. Alternatively, it could imply how you are "teaching someone a lesson" and giving them a hard time about something. If you are a teacher in real life, then the dream is just a reflection of who you are and your dreams about work.

To dream that you are having sex with a teacher, implies that there are still things you need to learn when it comes to sex.

Monday, December 7, 2009

iPhone App must have

I just downloaded this new app from AT&T and submitted errors for the areas around my house. The one big disappointment about my phone is the awful AT&T coverage. I live in an area that is the corner of the 3G/Edge network. Constantly losing calls as the phone switches networks. Also know if I drive down the long 2 lane highway below me I lose reception for a good 3-4 miles. It can only help to alert AT&T... right?

The app is called

Mark the Spot

And how is this supposed to work if we have no reception and it is using our current location to tell AT&T where the problem is? HMMMMMM.....

EDIT: I was just wondering So Cal readers where do you think AT&T has the worst reception? Of course I'm inclined to say where I live, but what about stretches of road that are particularly bad? Here's my thoughts on where AT&T needs to improve their wireless signal...
- The 60 freeway between Puente Avenue and Grand Avenue in Hacienda Heights
- The 10 freeway from the Kellogg Hill all the way out to Fairplex Drive
- The 60 freeway at the 71 freeway in Diamond Bar
- The 210/215 interchange in San Bernardino
- The 15 freeway from about the 10 freeway all the way up to the connector with the 215 in Devore

LMAO... This is my own opinion... but dang, we're talking several miles of road here... it makes it sound like I'm always on my phone... lol

I feel like The Guy

who buys everything online.

I Just bought my socks from amazon.

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Sunday, December 6, 2009

Free money dilemma

When I bought my new Mac back in June at Best Buy I got $100 or so in Best Buy Reward Money. I have until about the end of the month to redeem it. For most people it'd be easy to go in and just spend that. Unfortunately for me I tend to overanalyze and think about the purchase. Then I have the guilt set in that I'm spending that much on me. The guilt it is an electronic item and will be outdated shortly. I didn't really want to spend more than say $100 or $200 more, but I kind of want to drop it on something nice since they're basically giving me $100 free. Here's what I've been thinking...

Wii- $199
Wii Balance Board - $100
Rockband - $300
Mario Bros. - $49
= $549 (minus balance board)
and that's just for 2 games
My parents could play around with the games too.
How much use would I get out if it? I'm not a big video game player. I had Atari and Sega... no Nintendo 64... PS2... etc... sad day

Home Theater Speakers
After knowing The Guy if I bought anything less he'd be disappointed, I'd never hear the end of it, and I'd feel disappointed unless I went with the bare minimum Mirage speakers

A cool robotic little vacuum. I'd want it to live under my bed and I worry that it won't make it back to its home, though.

TV Series
$100 worth (2 seasons of JAG, rest of Sex & The City, or Friends, etc.)
I consider these more of an everyday item and don't really want to spend it on that

Just for the hell of it, but I'd have 3 computers, which I don't need

Speakers for my car
But The Guy says to order them through "his guy" and "his guy" will install them, but why not? We can always do it that way, hang out while they're being installed, so I'll wait on purchasing those

BluRay player- I have a super nice DVD player, plus I'm not a snob like The Guy on stuff like that

If this were a gift for a friend or family member who said they wanted a BlueRay player, a Netbook, whatever, I'd go out and get it if I had the resources, but when it comes to me I'm much more apprehensive.

What to buy? Whatever it is will be my Christmas gift to myself. Yes.

Saturday, December 5, 2009

2nd meet with Teacher Friend

I instant messaged TF about 1p.m. or so. I asked him how his day was going, stuff like that. We talked about teacherly stuff like parent meetings and stuff like that. He was about to go to a meeting, then needed to run home, then was going to a book signing for a rather popular young adult book author. Through this entire time we're messaging each other. We talked about food, what we were doing, Grindr, and other stuff. I joked that I was home alone and he wanted me to run naked through the house and asked to view my webcam. Sure. I let him, but I was actually sitting on my bed paying bills and looking whether or not I have jury duty on Monday. He strongly hinted, like he had Thursday night, he wanted to get together. He kept asking me what I was doing and things of that sort. I told him I was probably going to get up and make some cookies, he told me he had some that we could make, and if I wanted to. I told him I was down for that. He typed out his address, I googled it, then was on my way at 8:10.

I get to his place, which is about 40 miles to the east of me on your way out to Palm Springs, but I make great time and get there in 32 minutes. When I arrive we go to the kitchen. We talk about subbing, subbing and jury duty, and how the county I live in is awful to get jury duty in comparison to the county he lives in. We talked about teachers who use their maiden names and come up with these really wrong monstrosities of a name. He does the mixing and I do the cracking of the egg and the little design on our peanut butter cookies. We continue or teacherly talk on things like textbook adoptions and program implementations. When the cookies are done we sample them.

I get a tour of his house- his living room that was packed with boxes from the office that he was cleaning out. We go in and take funny webcam photos of the 2 of us. Then he asks what I want to do. We go through his movies, and I pick one, but then he mentions he has "Law and Order," and I realize I haven't seen a good murder recently, so we go to his bedroom and watch it from Netflix on his Roku. We are laying pretty far from each other on his queen size bed. He keeps getting up during this time to let the dogs in or his cats. He has a dog who has total ADHD who was running around the bed, constantly running into things, and he kept trying to quiet him down by putting his hands over his eyes and things like that. Finally he got put in the crate. We made random comments about the show as we watched.

After we sat in relative silence for a few minutes, then he said "I think you should get naked." I teased him about whether I should, how we could both do it, and things like that. He had told me several times before how he never makes the first move. I took my shirt off, then he took his, then jeans followed. He was grabbing my dick through my boxer briefs and poking at it. I was undoing his pants. He pulled his black briefs off and I pulled mine too. We stroked ourselves, then each other. Then he took a hold of both of our dicks. I jack him some, but he seems really close to climaxing, so I don't get to stroke him too much. He strokes me, even after I told him I was going to cum. I cum and it dribbles all over his hand. He wipes it up and then I play with his chest and rub his leg while he jacks off. He told me he is a shooter. OMG. He was like a hose. It was insane. It went everywhere. My chest, his chest, my eye, his eye, his headboard; it was crazy. We wipe up and get dressed. We go out into the living room and play Mario Cart on WII and realize how bad we both are. Then we play Tetris on the Wii board. That was pretty crazy. In some ways it was easier to play, but others, like remembering to squat to change directions of the shapes was difficult. It was also slower in some aspects. We played on the easy mode.

We called it a night shortly after since by this time it was 11:45 and he had to get up at 7:30. He gives me some of the cookies, then I head out. He stands on the porch and waves goodbye as I leave. I left at 11:47 and got home at 12:19, which wasn't bad. On the way home we joke about being naughty, how Santa wouldn't approve, how Santa didn't have to know, but how Santa is into microphilia and bestiality, so we were probably ok for being naughty and making cookies with the intention of getting into bed afterward.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Not a lot of down time

In my last post I mentioned time and many of my friends not having time, including myself...

Maybe it is just a sign of the times...

I just realized as I sat thinking about where time went today that in the past 3 weeks I have only been home 3 nights. 2 nights of the week I have school, 1 night is allergy shots/dinner/shopping out with the family, the other 2 nights is usually something with friends, my cousins, or something like that. I feel like I'm never home, and it is true.

Here's a look at last week and looking ahead at this week...

Monday- Work 7-2, School 5-10
Tuesday- Work 7:45-1:30, Group j/o at 8pm with j/o buddy
Wednesday- Work 7-2, hung out with cousin and her boyfriend making dishes for Thanksgiving
Thursday- Thanksgiving from 1-7p.m.
Friday- shopping/running errands during the day, gym in the evening
Saturday- Precious and dinner out with Dennis
Sunday- Dinner out with family friends
Monday- didn't have to work, so I spent the morning cleaning the house, and school 5-10
Tuesday- work 7:45-1:30, allergy shots at 5, dinner out with family
Wednesday- Worked 9-2, doctor at 3, possibly meeting up with Dennis for dinner at about 5ish
Thursday- Work 7-2, school 5-10
Friday- Work 7-2, definitely will be out
Saturday- Work Christmas party from 7-10

Time marches on...

Overall I'm keeping busy and enjoying things, but it doesn't leave a lot of time, but that's probably a good thing.

I'm spending my time like it is going out of style...

And while on the subject of time you can't forget Cyndi Lauper

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Random Thoughts: Stuff bothering me

1. Lots of interesting convos with friends today made me really sad that I never had a brother. Truth be told when I was a little kid I used to cry over the fact I didn't have an older bro. I'm thankful for friends like The Guy and male friends in general that help fill that void.
2. People who say 1 thing and do another.
3. My mom constantly saying "she's praying," and talking like prayer is the answer to everything.
4. My mom being so indecisive and acting like my dad and I are ignoring her with all this home improvement stuff.
5. The sub system I use to pick up jobs has been "upgraded" for the better, but that's created more problems than anything.
6. Time. Who has it? Friends? Myself? Not so much. Haven't talked to Gonzo, Foot Fetish, Vero, or Marci in forever. I did hang out with Dennis last weekend, which was pretty awesome. We saw Precious and had dinner at Panera. We joked our time together was "precious." It was.
7. People who don't take my advice on things like computers. My mom's computer really needed a fresh install (blue screen, video card errors, not loading the start menu, programs constantly missing), yet she was insistent a bigger hard drive would solve the problem. I know what I'm talking about damn it, and no, you have enough computer backups of all your work to last until the end of time.
8. Genealogy. I don't really care I was related to Bobby Joe, or Chrissy Sue, or whomever.
9. My doctor's appointment tomorrow. I'm scared. I'm bothered. I'm nervous.
10. Christmas carols when it is warm outside.
11. Random awkward conversations with people.
12. My psych professor

Which reminds me... story time...

so last night in psych class we got our midterms back. The professor wrote on the board "a paragraph does not equal 20 points." She scolded the class, many undergrads, who only wrote 1 paragraph on their midterm. She also mentioned something about not having enough details, not knowing how to write an essay, how she is so smart because she has a doctorate, and how she has all this money she can afford to help people. You get the idea. Well, I was beyond caring at this point. I was being the annoying kid who has his cell phone out in class and I was checking out my phone. Professor comes up and stands in front of me and says, "Mike, you aren't paying attention to me." I told her "no." She said that she was scolding me about my poor essay and why wasn't I looking at her. Smart Ass Mike came out and said, "WELL, in SOME cultures it is a sign of disrespect to look someone in the eyes when you are talking to them." The class let out a sort of hush, then I got a round of applause. (They hate the woman just about as much as I do). I continue on and say that I didn't think any of this applied to me. I wrote more than 1 paragraph for my essay, I had several details, I talked about whatever lame ass theory she wanted to hear, and so I wasn't bothered. She let out a sigh and walked away. I got a 19/20 and a 17/20 on the essays. I confused her sons, which I used as my examples, since that is the only info she gave us on that topic, and basically was penalized for getting their names mixed up. They both start with J, Jim and Jeff, or I mean jack off and jack ass, either way I couldn't keep them straight. Oh well. I win and walked out of class feeling like I succeeded.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Musical trivia

I remember this song from 7th grade and after DWTS ended the other day I was trying to think what Mya sang after hearing her name tossed around for months. I could only remember "Lady Marmalade"

Case of the Ex- Mya
I remember when this came out in 2000. I was in 7th grade.

Oh, and being the musical trivia fan, do any of you know the story behind the song?
It was picked for Mya to show a maturing Mya. The song is about a girl who won't tolerate her boyfriend returning to his ex. It was written by 2 people, one of whom was going through something like what the lyrics of the song portray.

This song is one that can potentially get annoying easily, but I like the lyrics, and have felt like this...

Need You Now- Lady Antebellum

May get some heat from this one, but I'll refrain from my opinions on his performance and just say I like it...

KIIS FM bothers me that they bleep out the word SEX each time it comes on. AMP Radio doesn't.

Did you know that Jeremih wrote this song to commemorate females on their special day and was originally called "birthday text?"

Pretty cool video just for the footage and it has that Bon Jovi sound. Makes me want to learn more about video editing

Did you know that this was based on a real life experience for Perry who basically had a fake wedding in Vegas with an ex?

The Beach Boys song "Good Vibrations" was inspired by Bryan Wilson's mom who said some people give off "good vibrations" and that's why sometimes dogs bark at some people, but not others.

Sunday, November 29, 2009

Teacher Friend

Teacher Friend messaged me tonight. I expected him to. He was drunk- so drunk that he was numb. He needed a friend and I tried to be there. I try my best. At times I feel like it is my worst.

He told me he was drunk and that he had just come out to his mom after taking his boyfriend to the train station. He told his mom he didn't want to disappoint her, and she said that he didn't. That's about all that I know there.

He was just telling me through all of this in his drunken state over AIM that he feels so numb because he drank so much, he should be holding up better. It is in my nature to try to help people and be there for someone, but sometimes there is just nothing you can do it seems. I was trying my best to be optimistic and positive. I told him it was to be expected. I told him how great it was that his mom reacted so positively. I told him that I'd probably be worse than him if I were in that situation. I don't know. At times it seems like there is so little you can do when you want to help someone. I just did my best and told him if there was anything that he needed I was there to talk or do what I could.

Oh, and he has to go to work tomorrow. He has told me that 4-5 times over AIM.

What can you say?
What can you do?

Chris, get rid of the mustache

Dear Chris Schauble,

Your new mustache annoys me.

It is not becoming, along with your over the top delivery, excessive use of hands, overly cutesyness, and horrible ad-libbing drives me crazy.



Just watch his hands in this video.

And I can tell you who I'm not watching in the morning and completely disagree with this promo. I'm watching ABC 7 Eyewitness News.

Notice that it should be called Elita in LA as 15 seconds of the promo is devoted to the busty Elita Lorezca.

Oh, and don't even get me started on Jennifer Bjorklund. I think they may be one of the most unwatchable anchor teams in Los Angeles.

End of rant.

Friday, November 27, 2009

I stood up for her... yay...

This time it was the one in Oklahoma. My aunt was talking about my lesbian cousin's new lover. Aunt went on about how the Bible says it is wrong and she is trying to tell my cousin that because of this she is raising her children to believe it too. Cousin's oldest daughter just turned into a lesbian because my older cousin said that it was right. My cousin having another woman around is promoting it is ok for 2 women to run a family. It is going to cause my cousin's children to act out, they're going to be pushing boundaries like never before.

My mom is going to continue to pray, write a letter to my cousin telling her how bad this is on her children, and send her some links that she heard on Through the Bible Radio on KWAVE 107.9.

My aunt has taken my cousin to church, sat her down, read her scripture, and told her how she may have to intervene to change these children's minds. She said that she is going to take the kids for Thanksgiving weekend to get them out of the house of sin. My aunt acts as if she is the worst parent.

I'm just pissed off. My cousin is made out to look like the worst parent. She is not. She struggles to give the kids the best. She is one of the few parents who can actually and will actually spend all evening helping her kids with their math homework and things like that. She does so much for them.

When my mom told me to pray I told her NOT A CHANCE. "I can't pray that she is not a lesbian. It is not a choice. Read my paper (the paper I wrote for my psych class where I spelled out that homosexuality/lesbianism is not necessarily a choice, the person has identified with a certain sexuality and there is no changing that, but you have to be tolerant because it just fosters animosity)." I put the paper on her computer after I printed it up. It spells out my feelings exactly. At least I'm standing up for this.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Mi día de acción de gracias

Well, I'll start off with every detail...

I was up until 3a.m. talking to Teacher Friend. He has been chatting and messaging me nearly everyday, and I do the same to him. I think there's maybe something there. We chatted, he texted me when he headed out for dinner. We talked about underwear, being horny, and things like that. He thought I needed pictures, and at 2a.m., I was beyond the point of caring. I invited him to view my webcam. He invited me to view his, but his was dark, so he put light on. He always seems so private, but last night not so much. We were making faces on the cam with each other, I was the drugged one he decided with my homegrown herbs because I had a fascination playing with my fingers and putting them in front of the cam. He said he can see that I'm definitely a middle school teacher. He was being dirtier and making dirty signs with his hands (like a penis going into an ass). Soon shirts off, pants off, we're jacking. It was HOT!!!

I was up at 9. My mom made French doughnuts for breakfast- our new Thanksgiving tradition for the past few years since we go over to the relatives house on Thanksgiving. They were soooooo good and hit the spot!!!

We met for lunch with my aunt, uncle, and aunt's extended family. We met at 1 because we needed more time to play football since it always gets too dark too soon. Probably 30 people in attendance. Some observations:
- Lesbian cousin on my dad's side of the family brought her girlfriend and she was never formally introduced as "girlfriend." Lots of awkwardness because she had been shunned by the family so long and was suddenly back, and with her girlfriend. There was definitely apprehension toward her. The people I expected to be more welcoming were. The people I expected to hang back like my aunt and aunt's sister all did. Everyone was nice to her girlfriend, but it was implied who she was, or it came out that they were living together in a 1 bedroom apartment sharing the same bed. Comments were made once she left like "you hope they don't turn that way," "these things happen," showing disapproval by my aunt's sister. My aunt didn't say anything, but she wasn't pleased.
- I love 7 layer bean dip and homemade salsa... I probably ate 1/4 of the bean dip
- My cousin says there will probably be a more organized Las Vegas trip sometime in December. Problem not this weekend, but the following weekend or weekend after.
- We had several aunt's daughter's friends over who don't really have any family to go to for holidays. LC is a longtime friend and his kids are with his ex, so he came to hang out, eat, and play football.
- Another friend is an older lady, probably 60, a neurosurgeon and professor that adopted 2 kids from Russia a few years back. Incredibly brilliant woman. She is about to have a major invention in that field marketed that will be millions. She found out about my health problems/headaches and she wants to see me to see if she can help, and Kaiser should cover it she said. She's at every family gathering now.
- Daughtry was hot during the Dallas game, and I enjoyed the performance
- I think I may understand football a little more... or not...
- I can hardly catch a football
- I can run
- I can tackle
- I get confused and may run in a direction I'm not supposed to
- I can run
- I could never run in high school
- I kind of sort of get football
- Throw me the ball and I may start running in the wrong direction

Fun time overall just hanging with everyone, talking, and watching up

Now I'm here at home watching "Monster in Law" en Espanol.

Happy Thanksgiving!

I want to take a moment to wish each and every one of you a HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!! I appreciate the love, feedback, and support you guys all provide!


Wednesday, November 25, 2009


Remember j/o buddy? Well, he messaged me Monday night telling me he was having a few guys come over and we were going to stroke. I asked if it was just j/o. Just j/o seemed innocent enough, and so I was down.

There were 5 guys. J/o buddy, his friend Ray who went to my old college, 1 Middle Eastern guy named Adrian, and a guy who was a black mix. I sat in between the guy who was a black mix named Jay and Ray, who was Latino. We had a good mix of guys. All of us were cut. We just sat, lubed up our dicks, and stroked to porn, watching and checking each other out. We did this for probably 45 minutes before the Middle Eastern guy took a hold of j/o buddy's dick. Jay took a hold of the Middle Eastern guy's dick and stroked it. Ray took a hold of mine and I did the same for his. We just jacked each other for a while, occasionally moving and repositioning ourselves. Once we saw it was ok to touch it was cool for a few minutes and we stroked each other, then went back to ourselves. Jay was the first to shoot, then j/o buddy, then myself, Adrian, and finally Ray. We all kind of helped each other out playing with each others balls or nipples. We shot on ourselves, then cleaned up with some paper towels and soap/water. After cleaning up we got dressed. Ray was really quite cute. I have a thing for latino guys, remember. He was probably 6'2'', 200lbs, and a very cute face. Him and I hugged as we left.

So now that I'm thoroughly embarrassed by what I did last night I guess I'll post it. I can just think of some of my readers who are probably sitting there with their jaw dropping... haha.... but hey... it happened... lol....

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Some days I find myself sitting in traffic

... a lot... on side streets and freeways...

Sunday, November 22, 2009

New TV

The Guy and I postponed our hanging out so he could take Josh to lunch for his birthday since Josh called him yesterday morning. I am glad we did in that it was not rushed and there was plenty of time to just hang out.

I ended up going to a party my friend John's dad that John and his mom threw. John was called into work- in Central Cali- so he took off before the party started, but my parents had seen him and his mom at Costco earlier in the day. Fun party. We ate, watched Lingerie football, which I had to act interested in, talked, played poker (again, I loathe that), did shots, and one of the guys there played guitar and we sang along- we sang "Wake Up Little Suzie," by the Everly Brothers; "Puff the Magic Dragon," by Peter Paul and Mary; "American Pie," Don McLean; "House of the Rising Sun," The Animals; "Burnadette," by the 4 Tops; "Kryptonite," by 3 Doors Down; "White Rabbit," Jeferson Starship, and "Me and Bobby McGee" by Janis Joplin. We stuck to the oldies since that's what everyone knew. It was hilarious. Lots of good trivia. I LOVE musical trivia. Do you know who wrote "Me and Bobby McGee," the story behind "White Rabbit, or Puff? Oh, and while my parents were talking politics and religion with the guy who did all of the singing I was taking shots with John's dad of Amaretto. That's some dang good stuff- so smooth, so tasty, and smells good. Disaronno is my new best friend... kinda...

Like did you know the house of a rising sun is about a brothel in New Orleans?

So The Guy told me yesterday to call him when I woke up and I sat my alarm for 7:47, but when I got home at 12:30 last night it was hard to get up then. I managed and called him. He said we were going to take the dogs to the dog park, but he called me as he was on the way back because they just couldn't wait. He said he was sorry for missing me and that he isn't going to miss anything else I do, so I give him blow by blow details about me getting ready. I tell him, "I'm putting on my boxer briefs, putting on my pants, leaning over in the sink to do my hair." The call drops shortly after. I call him on my way and tell him all he'd missed. I waited 4 minutes for a train. I was sitting in the car with the heat on.

We were still doing breakfast. I was at his house by 8:40 and he was chatting on facebook, we were talking about computers, and stuff like that. He wanted to try and put the Mozilla OS onto a Netbook, so we were headed to Best Buy it turns out. We debate about breakfast- go out to a cafe, go to a pancake house, Sausage McMuffins with egg, or The Guy would cook. We were about to do Mickey D's, but then THe Guy decided we'd make eggs and carnitas. I crack the 8 eggs and he cooks the carnitas meat and eggs together. It was really good and I was able to stomach the eggs. Nothing against eggs, but my stomach is always so sour in the morning it is hard for me to stomach so many things. I didn't each much, but it was delicious.

We then get in the car, head to Best Buy, and The Guy tells me about the boy he went to see from Wisconsin. He is coming out the first few days in December. We went into Best Buy, which was already open, which was surprising since it wasn't 10a.m. yet. We are helped by a nice young girl and she tells about the Netbooks with 3g, but none of them will work with the OS. We look at some of the bigger laptops, but Best Buy doesn't have any of them in stock. Dang.

So we then walk over to the TVs since THe Guy was there I was going to show him the ones that are on sale at Best Buy on Black Friday and get his opinion. He instead showed me what he liked. One was the wireless peripheral TV, then the new Samsung 8000s came into the conversation. These aren't LCD, but LED TV. They were BEAUTIFUL!!! One was nearly $500 off. The salesman did the talking, The Guy and I listened. He asked what I thought. I said "um, it's nice, it's a good deal," but didn't say much more. He asked if he should get it. He said if Jesus was shining down on him he would. We sat and prayed that Jesus would come through and they would have one in the back. In the meantime he was asking what he'd do with his old TV. I told him I'd take it. He asked if I was serious. I told him that I'd been looking- didn't he remember? He said it was a deal if I'd buy the wall mount for the TV that was $250. I said it was a done deal. He asked because he was having a hard time putting down the money for the TV when he didn't really have it and was trying to save it. I hope he didn't think I was pressuring him. I wasn't and hope he didn't think I was. Jesus was shining down on us and the TV was in stock. I was willing to pay more for the TV- The Guy could easily get $500+ for it, I told him I'd do $300 with tax, etc., but no. We pull the car up, unbox it, and load. It just fits.

We drive home, carry the TV in, then immediately take the old one down, put the new one in its place, then unscrew the mount that was there. The Guy and I mark and set up the new TV mount and screw it into the drywall- not the right way, but we did it somewhat right. Jeff shows up in the meantime, The Guy had tried to call him a couple times. Jeff, The Guy, and I plop down on the bed and watch Star Trek. He shows Jeff what Star Trek and another show looks like, and you could not tell they were not HD. They looked incredible. I can honestly say that was the best TV I've ever seen. The Guy sits in the middle of the bed and we watch most of Star Trek. The Guy says a little while later we didn't put the TV in right. Jeff somehow figured out how the dry wall brackets were supposed to work and clamp, so The Guy says we should probably try to fix it. He had joked it'd be bad if the TV fell out of the wall. It was already trying to apparently. We spend probably the next hour taking everything down, putting the things in right, and doing a little more TV watching. Jeff gets a call, goes in the office, and The Guy and I sit on the bed and watch.

Jeff takes off about 3. The Guy and I clean the TV up, put it in my car, and got the mount for it. The Guy had never even opened the box for the stand. We chat about random things while hanging around. I told him about me saying a few things around Linda that I think made her mad enough at me she'll stay away. I said the drinking word. I told him about going to the party at my coworkers on Friday night. I told him about the hugging thing. He thinks Eddy is gay. He tells me about a good conversation with Josh and that he saw that military guy Ben last night (a guy he was seeing about a year ago) who called him out of the blue. I leave about 4:15 because The Guy wants to take a nap. I hug and thank him, and we agree to call each other later this week.

So I'm here at home trying to set up the TV. The Guy couldn't find the remote, so I tried my universal Direct TV. It didn't work out, and so I'll get one tomorrow. I took it upon myself to throw out all the universal remotes when we got a DVR in the living room. We would lose those things so easily, then find them, and lose them again. We've yet to lose the remote in the living room yet, so there was no use for the universal deals. I do love the TV, although it makes my room feel more crowded and is probably WAAAAAAAAY too big for the room

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Max-imum drama

I called The Guy the other day after all of the stuff with Max to find out about what went on and tell him how awkward the whole thing with Max the night before was. He never called back. I had him on the phone today after he canceled on lunch with me. He wanted to take Josh to lunch for his birthday over me. Dang. I was really kind of bothered. Oh well.

I wanted to ask because as I was getting out of the shower to go hang out with my coworkers he instant messaged me. He was wanting to know why I hadn't messaged him all week, how me not messaging him was a sign I wasn't wanting to be in a relationship, and how he was so offended by me hanging out with his friends the other night. Um. Sorry? This led to a comparison between The Guy and I because we both ditched him. Again, I'm sorry, I was busy this week. The conversation continued and he brought up me making out with one of his friends at the bar. I confessed and took responsibility for saying that it was awkward with making out with one of his friends. It was inappropriate. I was being pressured, but it was not me making the move, but I did it. Oh well. I'm a big boy and can handle that I made a mistake. But then he goes on to accuse me of making him feel so left out, just like The Guy. I told him his ground rules were awkward where he said,
We talked in the club how there would be no jealousy/we would be comfortable socializing, meeting people, making out, whatever happens, and that we will still be friends. A little disclaimer for a wild night.

So now he's hurt when he said making out with other people when he was insistent that making out with other people would not be awkward? I told him that it was awkward if this was a DATE to set those kind of ground rules. A bar was probably not a good place for a DATE. He said we can hang out in the future AS FRIENDS. I said fine and apologized. I had to leave shortly after this little dramatic episode because I was meeting my coworkers. He accused me of ditching him again like The Guy, but also because I was snapping as I was being targeted and vulnerable. I told him no, I was meeting my coworkers at 9 and it was 8:43.

I told THe Guy about all the details, how he was suddenly coming up in the conversation, we were being compared to each other, and how I wasn't bothered, but confused. I did want to ask him about the whole Max thing. He told me they met up, did dinner, fucked each other, then saw each other at the bar that we were at last Saturday. He said he thinks he is acting out because he just lost so much weight and was always ignored, but now was getting looks, and the attention has went to his head, and he can do what he wants he thinks. He advised me to stay away. I plan to. He felt bad for me having to go through this and I told him it was ok. It was. I survived. I abided by the ground rules. I don't think I did too much wrong. Maybe I'm wrong. I don't know. Anyways, as The Guy pointed out he didn't mean to hurt me, it was just that he thought we were 2 young guys who would hit it off well together.

Edit: After talking with The Guy I'm in a mood this afternoon. I feel really bad. I attract such awful guys. Like borg_queen says, Carl (although not a date- a guy from school), Greg, stalker whom I have not heard from in MONTHS, thank god!, Maxon, and Chris. AY!!!! I'm exhausted with that list. What am I doing wrong? It is so discouraging at times. Why can't I meet a quality guy, one? I guess that's why I value and am thankful to have so many great close friends.

And last night with my coworkers was awesome. We went to a relatively new coworkers house to hang out. His name is Eddy and he is a frat boy. There was drinking. I stopped and bought some Malibu, which turned out being a hit. I just did 1 shot of Southern Comfort and a Dixie cup of vodka and orange juice. Joe was there, he reminded me so much of myself again, and he was drinking, which surprised everyone. Interesting stuff. Eddy exemplifies all those stories you hear about frat boys and I totally understand. He did 12 shots in under 10 minutes. He was all over Joe and I and hugging us, talking about giving real hugs, how Joe seemed uncomfortable with him sitting on his lap, so not comfortable with his sexuality, but I was. Hot tub. Balcony. Pissing off the balcony. Humping on the balcony. Rockband. Guitar. Humping the TV. That was my night. I am still trying to process it. I wasn't the one getting wild and crazy, but it was just bizarre.

So basically The Guy and I will do breakfast tomorrow morning. Breakfast is my least favorite meal of the day, but there's a really yummy place by his house. HOpefully I'm hungry.

Friday, November 20, 2009

No Vegas for me

I think I went the easy way out and told my cousin I couldn't go. 10 people in 2 hotel rooms, all drunk is just not my thing. I texted her this morning and said I didn't think I was going to make it because of a sinus headache and oncoming sinus infection. I had the awful migraine headache. The headache had been with me since about 2p.m. Thursday. She told me that she was sad and that I should try my best. I did. I don't mind going to Vegas, and it would have been fun had it not been 10 people to 2 rooms, 6 guys in 1, 4 girls in another.

I'd like to go to Vegas, wanted to go, and feel bad for not going. I just didn't want to go under the super cheap broke college student plan like she has in mind.

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

The coolest outfit

Here's another one of my supposed really cool outlets. I'd never worn my brown Banana Republic pants and my turquoise polo together. I'd always done navy blue jeans and turquoise, but enough of that. Also sporting my brown suede Vans. All the students with the canvas Vans casuals were totally jealous. I wore it today and got various comments from the students like:

"You have the coolest bubble gum shirt"
"You have more Vans than I do"
"Where do you get your shoes?"
"What colors of Vans do you own?"
"You match so well."
"You always wear skinny pants."
"Are those Vans skinnies?"
"What happened to your skinny Levis?"

So funny!!!

Monday, November 16, 2009

Got a lot of answers

Max instant messaged me last night about 6p.m. He asked what I was doing, what he was doing, and once we had established neither of us were busy, we wanted to go out. I suggested food. He was agreeable to that. Drinks and music suddenly came up, and the next thing you know we were going to karaoke at the gay bar in the city.

I drive over to his place in the next city over and find out he lives with a guy he works for doing handyman and landscaping type jobs. That explains his living situation. We drove to the bar and chatted about what we did the day, work, and sang country songs. He asked what I would sing at the bar and I joked Rascal Flatts. He said he'd do Toby Keith. He asked why I didn't have country music on. He put it on and then we broke out into singing Toby Keith's "It's A Little Too Late" as it came on the radio. We talked in the club how there would be no jealousy/we would be comfortable socializing, meeting people, making out, whatever happens, and that we will still be friends. A little disclaimer for a wild night.

We get to the bar and he knows a group of regulars as we come in. I had seen the older blond headed guy and his husband several times as they are regulars. They are having a beer bust and were serving tacos, so we helped ourselves to some, as well as a glass of Amberbush. We go outside and sit down at a table with 2 guys who were together and going through a difficult time. He convinced one of them to sing "Ain't Going Down Til The Son Comes Up" by Garth Brooks and Max sang "The Thunder Rolls" by Garth Brooks. He did a pretty good job. He has a great voice. He also sang a song from a musical, what song I'm not sure. Then the last song he sang was "Mud on the Tires" by Brad Paisley. WOW.

Max makes his rounds from the different groups he knows and I deduce there are at least 5-6 guys names who keep coming up that he has been with or knows. I meet the regulars again and we chat. I introduce myself. One of the guys is a hairstylist and asked where I went to school. He names several of his clients, all of whom I knew. It was interesting. I meet several others, a couple teachers, and stuff like that. We chatted about what we teach, stuff like that. Max continues going around being social and I kind of hang with regulars, which turned out to a lot of "Bump"ing and "Grind"ing. 6 of the guys in the group were the 6 guys you always see on Grindr, the iPhone app that tracks gay guys and their proximity to you. Well, let's just say I know for a fact 3 of them I had no interest in to begin with, and to see them in person was kind of nice. I downloaded the app Bump while we were there so that we could exchange numbers and info. That was little unnerving I was giving away my number so freely. I really don't think it is a big issue. A few more drinks, more chatting, lots of random convos. Convos about clothes, hair, and the hair stylist gave me some ideas about sideburns for my hair, which I'm not fond of mine. Lots of ass grabbing. Lots of random stuff, one of the bigger bear type guys was lifting all of us up, talking about how light we were, how you can pop someone's back so easily and stuff. I was lifted up probably a half dozen times. Lots of flirting with the entire group.

The patio closed and we made our way inside where the dance music was playing. The hairstylist is flirting with me, although he is married. He chats about my big feet, how cute and young I am, stuff like that. Soon we are all comparing foot sizes, some guy Doug is showing me his dick on his iPhone. Then we are discussing wardrobe. The hairstylist comes in and sneaks a few kisses from me, which was just shocking. I was not expecting that. He'd lean in and plant them on my lips. Then I'm dancing with him, one of the latino guys in the group, and the 3 of us are grinding on each other. Max was just kind of standing around watching, and that felt awkward because it was a "date." I ended up going out on the dance floor with Max, the hairstylist, and latino guy.

We hung around the bar until 11:15 when everyone started to leave. The hairstylist made me promise I'd text him today. Driving home I apologized for grabbing his dick- he was offended- but I was put on by the group to, and the group was out targeting him throughout the night to do that. He told me about how the guys we met were all good guys. He told me about his sisters and how they are always more successful than him. We talk about sarcasm. He told me he wanted to just be friends as we talked about how we both got that from the night. He keeps asking me what I know about him. He kept asking if The Guy was only a friend. I replied over and over that he was. I went to him for advice, and shared the example of my professor and the sexuality paper. I told him again for the 1000 time how The Guy asked if I thought he was hot, then told him to message me. I sort of pried asking what his beef was. We chat more and he tells me he doesn't like The Guy. The Guy really hurt him and pissed him off by walking on out sex when they first met and it damaged him so much where he lost 30 pounds. He didn't like The Guy's attitude and stuff like that. He asked what I thought of that, and I admitted I was shocked and bothered. He told me how he still hasn't had sex since then since he feels so insecure. I just told him I was sorry. We hugged and called it a night.

So here I am at home and I realize just being friends is fine. I don't want to be in a relationship because it may turn out one of those things where I say one thing to one person, do one thing with another, and that's not cool. I think both are good guys. I think Max is still figuring himself out, and I'm supportive of that, but I think that he is still in his "slutty" stage, as The Guy would term it, and that's ok, but I don't think he's really looking for a boyfriend.

Sunday, November 15, 2009


I met Max tonight. We had chatted last weekend about making out to Palm Springs, but I was busy with my paper. He was house sitting, then staying with a friend from college who lives out in Palm Springs, but graduated, and now has a 9-5 job. The friend, Jesse, was bringing him back to town tonight. He told me they would be coming through about 10 and we should meet at a gay bar in my city, not the one I usually go to, but another one I had been to once before.

We call each other about 9, then 10. We meet at 10 inside the bar. They are both standing along the wall as you enter. I introduce myself and we hug each other. Jesse reminded me of a guy from elementary-high school named Cody, except with facial hair, and these fake sexy square glasses. Max was cute as well, a blond, heavy build, and a very deep voice. Max is studying music and took professional lessons.

We chit chat about random stuff. We chat about The Guy, how he came into the story, how he was trying to set us up, how Max met him, stuff like that. The joke throughout the night was "it was my friend, The Guy," because Max deduced that my humor, my sarcasm, etc. is on par with The Guy's. He told me stories in the bar about some of his guys that he has met and his older sugar daddy, or something. We pointed out hot guys to each other. He told me he met The Guy on July 17. LOL. There was no sex involved with the sugar daddy, but he bought him everything. Hmmm. We talked about what I do for a living, school, stuff like that. Jesse almost went into education, decided to go into administration since that is where the big bucks are, and went in at the college level, but was very familiar with my program, so that gave us stuff to talk about.

About maybe 30 minutes into everything we went from being very cold to very hot. We went outside to cool down and walked into the coffee shop, then decided we would walk into the straight bar, but then decided coffee sounded good. We walked to Jesse's car and went to Starbucks. He told me about Max's drama and why he felt down, and was eating a chocolate cake in the back seat. His real father just died and he never got to meet him, and he just met his paternal grandma out in Palm Springs. His dad left him a heartbreaking note. It was a weird story. Still not sure about.

At Starbucks I hear how Jesse and Max met, stories about school, our little "signs." Max says too much and he does the zip across the lips. I sort of lunge toward you, like "what fool," which I joked I got from dealing with all my cholos at school. Jesse doesn't have a sign. Max sang, made strange faces, talked about random things like sexy station wagons. We had a strange convo with the barista at Starbucks who knew the club we went to because of our wristbands, and was friends with several people Max and Jesse were. Jesse asked at one point what I thought of Max, whether or not I was interested, and I said yes. He warned me he was too much to handle at times. I laughed and had him explain. He's really random, off the wall, boisterous.

Driving back Max sang along to a mix CD he had made that was playing in the car with his song from some musical he liked. He was singing it and then some religious song about "God is everywhere" was also on the CD, and he was singing that too in all different styles like broadway. He also made the statement that I will probably never hang out with him again, and how some people have the wrong vibes. Not sure about that.

We go back to my car and Jesse drops me off. We shake hands, then Max gets out and we hug. Driving home Max made faces at me as we drove next to each other on the freeway, flipped me off, and random stuff like that.

Um... and not telling The Guy about this as hard as it may be because I told him that I wouldn't tell "my friend, The Guy," any of this.

I felt like a 3rd wheel, but it wasn't bad I guess. Was he interested? Not sure. Was this just an awkward night? I think.