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My energy to the Universe: I vow to me healthy and make healthy decisions in my life, especially for my mind and soul. I will surround myself with HEALTHY people to my heart an soul and I shall not give into unhealthy carnal temptation.

Posted on 28 Jul 2008 at 04:49 UTC

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Posted on 28 Jul 2008 at 04:49 UTC

We had a blast this weekend. Brandon the LSU made it easy to forget he was around. He was super shy and quiet to the extreme. We had fun anyway watching The Dark Knight and eating waay too much.

Friday night we had a "double date" of sorts with Brandon's cool ass Cussie friend Pam and my infamous LB Mo. Miguel came later to make it so not a date. The Thais really put their foot in it that night and the image of poor Mo staring at the drag show at Be Bar was classic!

Saturday we went to Nellie's and got drunk. At some point Brandon went to go to sleep in my car (right). The best part of the night was kicking it with my frarors (and running into another one being messy) at Town. Bacardi voguing his ass off and making this queen rip her pants to the crotch revealing her bare ass was the highlight of the evening haha!

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NYC Pride 2008

Pride this year in New York was a lot of things! The pics will come when I can motivate
my lazy ass to download the pictures from my camera and get the appropriate releases from
those involved.

A few highlights:

1) The LGB NALFO convention at Krash Friday night and round of sorority calls reverberating
over the music. I won best imitation and longest duration of the Sigma Lambda Upsilon call.

2) Seeing my arch-nemesis and hiding behind Miguel before I was spotted anyway and kicking myself for being momentarily (a NANO second) happy to see him.

3) The Greek "ice-breaker" afterwards at the dorms at NYU ;)

4) "You got lube, right?" *Smack my head*

5) Running the OOONLY P4 with my Hermano.

6) The make-shift tent.

7) Realizing I had out-grown Escuelita's sometime at the turn of the millenium. I still
tipped the stripper and felt "it". (Just to make sure I had out-grown it).

8) Bobby voguing his FUCKIN' ASS OFF at Mr. Black's and being the epitome of
absolute FOOLISHNESS!

9) Running back and forth across Manhattan lugging bags with Melvin .

10) Another awesome Pride Parade (though in the rain).

11) "I am not responsible for your emotions, GGRRRRL!". Thank you Bobby for
making me realize I am not the only one that feels this way!

12) Flirting with the creepy old guys to get a free drink but then realizing they had
already closed their tab. I need more lessons from Bobby. I'm going to practice clearing throat
loudly.

13) Actually meeting a NICE bouncer at Krash.

14) Incredible Hulk and Red Devil.

15) Finally remembering who Maurice was. He was a great sport and didn't hold it against
me. Thanks for the honey roasted peanuts!

16) Medium Pinkberry with mango, strawberries and pineapple.

17) Falling out on a bus at 4am and sleeping uncomfortably for 4 hours then going right to work.

All in all it was a great time and can't wait to do it again!

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Warning Labels

So last night my oldest sister and I take our next younger sister to go see Chris Rock at Constitution Hall. She had just turned 18 and we figured we'd take her to her first adult comedy show. Chris Rock was HYSTERICAL and we all had a really good time.





While there I remembered another comedienne by the name of S'more and she had a joke where she talked about how cool it would be if guys had warning labels that were legible as they walked by so you can decide whether or not to approach them.





This weekend I came across two situations where warning labels would have been appropriate. In one situation, I was an interloper looking in, literally, into a situation. The other situation was much more personal and as such, extremely frustrating and exasperating.



Warning #1:

WARNING! This ninja is a grimey LIAR. He is liable to tell you that the dude he's been with for the last two years and who moved 250 miles from home to be with him is "just a friend." Said ninja is also stupid as hell and thus incapable of effectively maintaining said lie. Said stupidity is evident by bringing you around the people that knew the aforementioned "just friend" and whom are naturally curious as to where the hell YOU and your gender-ambiguous best friend came from.


Warning #2:

WARNING! This ninja is the most emotionally codependent and depressed bama you ever met in your life. He is incapable of understanding or respecting the fact that though you are attracted to him and find him cool to hang out with (sometimes) you do not want a relationship with him. Subsequently, he throws throws a temper tantrum demanding you never contact him again and actually IGNORE any attempts of HIM contacting YOU whenever he is reminded of your feelings. Said ninja is also prone to alcoholism, blacking out and drunk texting all of which he does not recall later.

He has a breath-taking lack of self-esteem. He has a tendency of befriending only very attractive people in a weak attempt to shore up his own lack of self-esteem. He is not beyond going through your friend list and randomly adding people whom he feels is attractive. Said ninja is capable of planning a trip to YOUR city to visit another ex after planning to have you come up to HIS city to visit him.

What is ironic about these warning labels (and the punchline of S'more's joke) is that even if people had warning labels, she'd "still *uck with them anway" hahahaha. And though people dont have warning LABELS, they often have warning SIGNS which go equally unheeded.

And I won't even front like *I* probably shouldn't have a warning label. In fact, here it goes:

WARNING! This ninja is blunt, insensitive and sometimes just doesn't give a *uck about your feelings, ego or self-esteem. He has a tendency to let any and every opinion about they way you do things fall out of his mouth under the auspices of attempting to help you better yourself when really all he's done is spill your little feelings all over the floor and defecate on them.

WARNING! This ninja suffers from Wandering-Eye Syndrome (WES) especially when the weather is warm and folks are more inclined to show some skin. You must have a solid self-esteem to deal with this ninja's wandering eyes as he is not just satisfied looking, but needs to touch and taste as well. AND he will tell you so in very graphic and EXTRA terms. (see previous warning.)

Snowy Wonderland

So the first real snow of the winter of 2008-2009 is falling today (at least in Maryland) and it looks like I'm going to be stuck here at least until they decide to salt the icy back roads of Carrol County. So I'm going to blog a bit.

I know I still owe pictures of Halloween, Christmas, New Years, my little sister's engagement (and of her rock which she does NOT STOP showing off) and now my interesting little trip to Texas. One of my friends recently made it back from Iraq (alive and in one piece unlike thousands of other American soldiers) and I promised I would visit him in Austin, where he bought his first house, which by the way is FABULOUSSSSSSSSS!

And to be perfectly honest, me and G.I. Joe have kind of been feeling each other for a very long time, despite our... unusual meeting (grin). But instead of a hot passionate weekend (with him at least), I walked away with a very sour taste in my mouth (not from what you think). My Army friend showed his ass in a way that I've only heard of but never had the pleasure of experiencing. Apparently he wanted to make me feel jealous by kissing on this Mexican dude (with a GREAT personality btw... ). He gets off on having someone he is dating fly off in a jealous rampage. It lets them now that they REALLY care about him. He was also pissed because of a revelation I gave him which I didn't think was a big deal but apparently in the land of childish immaturity, acting like a prick is an acceptable form of communicating ones displeasure at unwanted (but honest) information.

The weekend wasn't a total loss. I met some new people and had a blast with G.I. Joe's friends in Dallas (including the Mexican guy with a GREAT personality.) And we kind of resolved our issues on the 2 hour drive back to Austin. Being forced in a car for 2 hours kind of facilitates talking about shit. I think I would visit again though under slightly different pretenses.

So looks like I'm oh- and two when it comes to the long distance thing. Speaking of long-distance, it appears I was incorrect about Dominic's Christmas gift. Apparently someone at Amazon copied the address label wrong and sent it to "Manager" instead of "Night Manager" and removed his name from it. Thats how it ended up in the "Managers" area. So I apologize for insinuating he might be a liar (and from what I know, the manager who received the package never wore them). And the reason I sent him really cute underwear is because all his underwear looked alike which gave the erroneous impression that he never changed his draws. Well regardless, the end result was the same: the shit got sent back to me hahaha. Now it looks like *I* have a cute set of draws, though they may be a little tight.

It stung a little that we couldnt be friends or at least cordial, but hey thats life I guess. And thats all I got to say about that.

Yup..

.. sure hope SOMEone in NY is enjoying that underwear!



Shipping Carrier: USPS

Ship Date: 17-December-2007

Shipping Speed: StandardCarrier

Tracking ID: 9101003589913008983050

Your shipping address:

Attn: D------ S-- J----, Night Manager

Hotel Elysee,

60 E 54th St

New York, NY 10022-4642

United States