Thursday, June 30, 2011

Insomnia's a cunt



Guess I got some shit weighing on my mind.  Can't go to sleep.  I've beaten myself off raw, I've tried watching Inception, which usually has me knocked out fifteen minutes in.  I saw that dude Trey online so I chatted him up for a bit.  We ended up talking till about 3 am but he had to go to bed cause he had to be at work early.  Seems like a cool guy.  I'm interested in getting to know more.  Flirted online with two other guys for a bit but neither really caught my attention.  A blow job at the most.  Talked to Jaime for a bit.  As usual we just ignore our last disagreement and pretend everything is ok till it just is.  Really getting tired of that dance.  Sometimes I think I've outgrown Jaime.  Like fucking and fighting and being friends for the past ten years may have been enough for me.  Maybe I learned the lessons he was brought into my life to teach me already and it's time to move on.  A season.  Not a lifetime.  My mind is too groggy to think this deeply about things.  I'm gonna try beating off one more time then I'm dosing myself with Nyquil.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

"I'm gonna celebrate pride by sucking all the dicks I can today." Slutty Iotis


Bought to head out for the Gay Pride Parade.  I was thinking of skipping it this year cause I had no interest in joining Jaime and the Glitterati for any drama that would no doubtly ensue.  It always does with them.  Fuck it, waiting for some buddies to pick up, gonna get scummy at the parade, then head to the beach and theres a party in a condo overlooking the parade I may check out.  Good times.  Go homos!

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Proof of how sneaky cats really are.

Getting ready for a "working interveiw"




I found myself frantically reaching to switch the radio or Pandora station whenever they decided to play Adele's Rolling in the Deep, which became quite frequent during my spirit journey.  But it's good to see an artist getting attention for her actual talent and not for showing off her tits and ass.

Monday, June 20, 2011

"You ruined your beautiful penis!!!" - Slutty Iotis

I met up with Dante for dinner and ice cream yesterday. Afterwards we played on the playground near his apartment and caught up with one another. It was nice. I almost forgot about how much I once cared about him. The conversation flowed just as easily as it did when we first started dating. He kept trying to bust me out how boring I found listening to him go on and on about working at his new campus. I told him he couldn't be more wrong. Dante still manages to fascinate me. There's just something about him. We went back to his place where I tried my best to make interaction with The Leprechaun, Jason's ex and Dante's room mate, as awkwardless as possible. Watched Way of the Gun on Netflix and downed the leftover Hooter's hot wings from earlier. Way of the Gun. Best opening scene of all-time. Sarah Silverman as the hot cunt.



Sunday, June 19, 2011

Green Lantern over Homosexual drama

I've been wondering for some time lately whether being Jaime's friend is worth some of the unnecessary drama he brings into my life.  It feels like anytime we're doing something out of the usual sitting in the man cave getting high, playing video games, and drinking there's some kind of bullshit involved.

Like yesterday.  From the moment I saw him he was being a pissy douche bag cause he had a bad day at work.  Then when we went to pregame it at China's before watching the Green Lantern movie he copped an attitude because I had the audacity to run off ahead of him cause I had to take a leak.  What's worse, when China walked away to open the door to let the 19 year old child Jaime's been seeing since before I left on my spirit journey, Jaime decides to catch me up on his desire to just be friend's with the guy.  Quickly adding he wishes he would have come to that conclusion before sleeping with him.  Whatever.  I'm not bothered either way.  Jaime and I are just friends now.  We can see who we want to.  But be fucking honest at least.  The child didn't seem to get the memo on just being friends with Jaime cause he was all over him, pretty desperately.  Jaime didn't do anything to discourage him either.  My thing is, why fucking go to the trouble of telling me something that isn't true.  The whole thing rang way to familiar considering our past with The Retard.  I feel like maybe it's time to cut my loses.  We had fun while it lasted but being friends for ten years isn't necessarily a good enough reason to remain friends.


Happy father's day,Buelo



It's too late to tell my grandfather what he meant to me.  My family lost him earlier this year.  I'll never get the chance to tell him how he along with my godfather and uncle were the father's I needed growing up when my own fell short.  Which was pretty often.  I love you, Buelo.  Give my Buela a kiss for me.

Thursday, June 16, 2011

It's like Sex and the City. Only blacker.

Jaime and my sister Santana were over last night hanging out.  We watched a couple of movies, had some pizza.  Jaime and I smoked, downed a cheap 30 pack and played vintage arcade games on his lap top using a new emulator he downloaded recently.  Santana took advantage of our bro-time and my on demand and caught up with her vagina-tv.

After a couple hours of tuning out shit like Basketball Wives and Oprah: Behind the Music, the comedic overacting of Stacy Dash and the rest of the extremely good looking cast of VH1's new show, Single Ladies.

Here's the premise.  Clueless'es Dionne and Cher (now on her third recast) sell Brittany "Tai" Murphy  some bad shit at a Cougar Convention and she ends up dead.  They go on the run, change their names and move to Hotlanta where they befriend stripper turned video hoe thief Diamond from the Players Club.  She's on the run herself for stealing Ice Cube's street cred.  Best part?  They're slutty as shit!

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Did he REALLY just "break up" with me?

Had an interesting conversation with DeeJay earlier. It seems due to my "blossoming friendship" with his ex-Jose, I've somehow become a reminder of his heart ache and needs to "take a break" from us. 

...

What. THE FUCK?!?

Monday, June 13, 2011

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Mutant and Proud!

Please allow me to geek the fuck out for a moment. X-Men: First Class WAS THE SHIT! I'm gonna try my best to hold off on the spoilers but I'm not making any promises so don't read any further if you don't want to hold off knowing key plot points till you actually watch the movie.

Everything was great about this movie. Even the cheesy little moments; "Mutant and proud!" worked. Cameos by Hugh Jackman (Wolverine) and Rebecca Romaine (was she still Stamos'ed at the time? Original Mystique) were nice touches. I also liked how they incorporated random comic characters into the movie mythology. I really liked Angel, who came to life during Grant Morrison's run on X-Men. I liked this former stripper turned traitor incarnation. One thing that bothered me, Darwin? Really? He was so obscure I had to google him to find out if the character was created solely for the film. He wasn't.

Even the glaring changes that inevitably happen when comics aked this former stripper turned traitor incarnation. One thing that bothered me, Darwin? Really? He was so obscure I had to google him to find out if the character was created solely for the film. He wasn't.

Even the glaring changes that inevitably happen when comics are transferred to film, the thing that usually bothers me the most, I liked in this movie. The WTF!?! early connection between Mystique and Xavier.  Havok being the older summer's brother.  A gunfight between Moira and Magneto being the reason for Xavier's paralysis.  Mystique's blood being the cause of Beast's transformation!  No spoilers my ass! :)

This was a great follow up to the third movie and we can only hope we get more like this.



Saturday, June 11, 2011

DeeJay: I have these new power bars. Lots of protein. Slutty: I take a mouthful of jizz at least once a week. My protein intake is fine.

I've made it a point to reconnect with good friends as much as possible since my return to Chicago.  Spent the evening with my good buddy DeeJay.  We played video games, watched movies, caught up on some shows I missed while I was on the road and caught up with one another over pizza and "potpourri".   

The last time I spoke to DeeJay it didn't go so smoothly.  I was on the farm in Virginia on my spirit journey.and I had just come back from smoking some loud on a mountain in Maryland after hiking up it for over two hours to see a breathtakingly serene  waterfall.  I was zen.  Minimal distraction.  I hadn't blogged in weeks, I barely spoke to anyone back home.  It was just me and my thoughts.  No outside influence.  So when I talked to DeeJay and he was just going on and on and on about what an asshole Jose was for doing what it was he did to him and how he hates him for it, I tried steering the conversation to a more positive light.  I took a more "I Will Survive" approach when all he wanted to do was vent.  I just wasn't the right person to vent to at the moment.  He got annoyed, and whined I wasn't the right person to talk to about this.  I agreed and sincerely wished him luck in finding that person and didn't think about it again until today.  I think he took the tiniest bit of joy in telling me he called Dante afterwards and vented successfully to him.

DC may have just redeemed itself after the travesty that was All-Star Superman

Fuckin Poozers!!!!  After the abortion on film that was All Star Superman, I was a little wary of the newest installment in the DC animation series:  Green Lantern: Emerald Knights.  Glad to say this is one of the best in the entire collection.  In my opinion it's the anthology of various stories interwoven I wish Batman:  Gotham Knights should have been.  Nathan Fillion (Wonder Woman Animated Movie, Desperate Housewives, Buffy the Vampire Slayer) returns to voice another DC character, this time Green Lantern Hal Jordan.  Former wrestler Roddy Piper joins Kelly Hu (X-men) Elizabeth Moss (Madman) and Henry Rollins as Kilawog (wog, wog).  This is a definite buyer and a keeper.

*scratching head* is this a step forward or backwards for gay rights?

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Speaking of gay, rugby bukkake...

Rugby Gay Bukkake?  Sounds like a category I've searched for on xtube.  It's also a "video game" along the lines of Dance Dance Revolution where instead of matching up button hits to the beat of a song, your matching them to the beat your jerking off your virtual gentleman caller.  And what's the, ahem, payoff (ha!) you ask? You get to bust your virtual load all over pervy cartoons.




Friday, June 10, 2011

Coke heads, coke heads, roly poly coke heads...

I had a talk with Markie today.  I asked him if he wanted to come over to my place and party in the future to not bring Abe over anymore.  I just can't take what a hype he's turned into and how he always manages to argue with Markie over who's turn it is to bust out a few lines for everyone or when he feels Markie isn't dishing out the coke quick enough for him.  The last straw was the other day when Markie and Abe came over to share some bumps and beers.  My buddy Byron and his fiance happened to stop by as well and I could tell how annoyed Abe was at having to wait for his next line the whole time they were there.  When I returned after excusing myself for the bathroom Markie and Abe were gone.  No goodbye.  No explanation, though I knew exactly why they left.

Next time I brought it up to Markie after giving him the cold shoulder for a couple days he told me ABe started pressing him to leave as soon as I walked out the room.  Fucking crack head.  I told Markie I don't need or want people like that in my life.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Is it just me?

I find myself discreetly bringing the fingers I used on him the night before to my face numerous times throughout the day so I can smell him again.  I've been hard most of the day remembering what it was like to be inside him.  I'm getting aroused all over again as we speak. 

Monday, June 6, 2011

KER-SMASH!

not that I hate Conan O'Brien for being a soulless ginger, but I still couldn't care less about that whole  Team CoCo thing.  My good friend, Kitty played these parodies of the movie Thor where he questions if the casting for title role was correct, during our impromptu bitchfest today. HIGHlarious.



Saturday, June 4, 2011

Iiiiiii'm baaaaaack!

Landed in Chicago this morning and was met with almost 100 degrees weather.  Had to take off the hoodie I put on to counteract the low 60's on the drive to Regan Airport in Washington DC.  By late afternoon we had a torrential downpour along with heavy thunder and lighting which gave way to low-70's.  Yeah.  I'm home.