The last couple days...and NYE

So the last couple days have been weird, emotionally at least. I finnally have a glut of days off and am going to enjoy them. Last night, David took me to MJ's for my first time with Richard and Ron. I had soooo much fun. I was teasing David about his nickname shots on the way over, and he was laughing and shrugging it off. We walked in and made a Bee-Line for the bar, when, what does David do but order 3 double shots of Kettle One, and the first round of drinks...Thanks David!!! I helped him and Richard move yesterday for maybe 90 minutes at the most, and I got 4 or 5 drinks and a meal out of it! Sweet!! Such a nice guy, hahaa.

Today, David, Richard and I set out on a mission of shopping proportions. That started off at Ikea and Ended with Costco. They essentially bought everything that someone would need in a household to survive...I bought Ravioli...David was being pretty Entertaining. We ate at Ikea, in this new pseudo-gourmet kitchen thing they have. He consumed 14 meatballs and within 90 minutes we were at Costco getting hot dogs and Ice cream. After eating we went inside where he managed to get 1 of ever sample in the store, and then on the way home said, "I'm getting Kinda Hungry." I have never met anyone, other than maybe Sean Scott, who eats more, faster than I do! I think I have met my match...

Tonight should be fun, I think we are going to go to Phil's for a bit, then Chris's and then a special secret destination that no one not involved is to know about...sorry all...Hahaha. If you know then you are involved if not, then you're not. Photos to follow...

Just a quick one

I have been home from work now for a few hours and have been thinking about some fond memories. I remember when my brother and I were 10 and 12 years old +/- a couple years. We would always go swimming at my grandparents. My grandpa always used to yell at us, NO PEEING IN MY POOL! Then he would call us over with a sample of pool water. He has a little bottle of magic elixir that told him which one of us had peed in the pool, if the water turned red, it was my brother, blue, me. We were so stupid back then, not realizing that he had a blue and red bottle of food coloring. We were both guilty of using the pool potty, but would not admit it. So when the water turned blue or red, we knew we were busted! Ohhh the Trickery!

The other memory was for Thanksgiving about 15 years ago. I reached across the table and grabbed a dinner roll with my hand. He watched me do it, looked at me and said "You want some mashed Potatoes too?" and used his bare hand grabbed a "handful" of mashed potatoes and plopped them onto my plate...It was legendary...

Miss you already Papa, can't believe its been a year...

Football, Days off, Shave Cream, Alcohol and a creepy old man...

My gays may wanna skip the first paragraph, It has been translated into "straight talk"...

First off, Congrats to my Football Chargers. And yes some gays like football for something other than the Tight Ends...hmmm...yeah...Anyways, My Chargers spanked, no, embarrassed the Denver Donkeys last night, 52-21 including a 4th and 1 touchdown run that was no unnecessary it made me laugh. The cameras panned in on Jay Cutler (Denver's Quarterback the one who throws the ball for you gays) towards the end of the game when the chargers were up 45-13 and Cutler mouthed, "I can't believe this, Wow." Yeah Jay, you just got spanked by a team that was 4-8 4 weeks ago. Don't worry, I'm sure the Chargers will send you a post card from Tampa Bay come February...

My next topic is Days Off...OF which I have not had in three days and will not have for another 3 days...Boo. I think I am going to take Sundays off from now on in order to spend them with important people and to be able to once again enjoy the Gendarmerie...I miss my spa-folk..

Shave Cream... For those of you that shave, guys and one or two of you girls...I would like to take this time to pitch a fantastic product. My friend Friend Topper is the owner/founder/creator of Gendarme Fragrances which are incredible! He just had a new formula created for a shave cream that is hands down the best I have ever tried. Better than Kiehls, better than Zirh, better than Anthony. In fact if our lord and savior Jesus H. Christ made shave cream, it would pail in comparison. Its a bit pricey($15.00 for a 4oz bottle is a 2-3 month supply), but a tiny bit goes a really long way! Buy it at www.gendarme.com send Topper an e-mail letting him know how much you love it and that I sent you! Topper@gendarme.com

Thricely...I do love alcohol. Mostly the affect it has on other people. It is a very well-known fact that the gays love their alcohol. Many have disposable income that fuels the drug and alcohol trade. While I don't partake in the drug aspect of things, I do take a stance that what you want to do to your body is 100% your choice, because it is just that...A Choice and Your Body. I do however enjoy 1 or 4 Vodka Sodas when I get out. I like how people are real, say what they feel, straight forward and to the point when they drink. Liquid courage is what I call it. I came out to my mom on the phone on September 18th, 2005 at 10:15 in the morning when I was loaded. It was week 2 of the football season and the Chargers were playing the Broncos, so i had a bit to drink. The moral of the story, is a carefree attitude comes along with the a couple beverages. So my point is, I cannot wait for next weekend to get out and socialize!

Finally, Creepy old men...I'm not sure how to feel about this one. I went to the gym this morning and was lifting weights when an old guy--now I'm not good with estimating age, but i would presume he was in his mid 130's--came up to me and stood there. I was doing independent dumb bell presses and I thought maybe he wanted to use the bench. I pulled out my ear buds sat up and said, "You need the bench?" He said, "No I am just impressed that a guy as thin as you can lift that much weight"...WTF? If I were pressing 80 Lbs per arm, I would be flattered, but, I was not. I think I was lifting 45 at that point. Generally women and twelve year old children lift 45 to warm up. So I was kinda pissed. Am I that frigging skinny that people are impressed when I can lift my arms above my head??? I wanted to turn around and tell "Mr. Burns", "Here, Catch! and throw my 45 Lb weight at him. Then I realized I was probably too weak to throw my dumb bell more than 2 feet or so. God damn it...

David is coming back form Texas today. I am looking forward to hanging out with him soon. He is a lot of fun! Can't wait, well, time to get ready for work, Happy Monday everyone!

Brandon

The Weekend Wrap-Up

I got back to Los Angeles on Friday morning, and promptly went to work. Lame. It was ok though, something exciting was-a-brewin' for Friday night. I was going to go to Rage! I always felt like I was not allowed to go to Rage due to past relationships and other safety concerns, but I finally decided to go. Nareth had invited me and I jumped at the bit. Conveniently and by complete coincidence, it was "asian night" at Rage. Hmmm, funny how things work out.

We got to Rage at 9:15 or so and got some drinks. $5.00 drinks all night, can't beat it! As I was looking around, I came to the realization that I have met/chatted/hit on roughly 75% of the guys in the bar...My question is, does this make me whorish, or just a tease, seeing that I have not actually met any of them. Thoughts? Comments? Oh Well, I am just going to call myself outgoing! Which is what I was that night. I rubbed a bald guys head and asked him for head shaving tips, I got the number of the doorman who was really good looking, played staring games with a couple people partially to just because i wanted to and partially to make them feel uncomfortable. It was a blast.

After my headache went away at 5PM on Saturday, I left work and headed home with no plans. Timothy had texted me to see if anything was happening. His guy friend had apparently ditched him to go to San Diego, and so I said im up for it. I cooked some dinner (Homemade wontons, and Brown Sugar Fried Eggplant) and got all cleaned up and left to Pick of T-Fong at about 9:00. We got to the bars at 10 and went to trunks. Trunks is an interesting place. For you Escondidians, it is much like pounders. A dear friend of mine, Thomas "Jesus Christ" Nolan once referred to Pounders as "The Star Wars Bar", simply because of its patros very creaturous and alien-like appearance. Trunks is not nearly as bad as pounders, but there are some similarities. Either way, the beverages are cheap and the music is loud. Timothy and I walked in and the whole bar turned to look at us...it was weird. Tim said "What the fuck is everyone looking at?" and I habitually checked my zipper...Turns out nothing was wrong, people are just rude. We had a quick drink, chatted for a bit and then left.

Fiesta was next in line. They do a 2-for-1 drink special every single day, all day sans 8-10:30 PM. So we got a couple beverages there and found a heat lamp and proceeded to stalk "Leather Guy". Well T-fong did, I just watched. The wrost part was he absolutely knew that we were stalking him, but, hey, when you are at Fiesta, it happens. As we were leaving I saw "The Santos" and his gaggle of gays, don't remember their names, but they seemed really nice.

We then headed to the Abbey, the one place we said we were not going to go. But when we were walking by Dana, the greatest host ever, was at the exit and told us to come in the back door and to not wait in line. That was the first privilage that I have gotten at the Abbey due to John since he left in July! Sweet! Thanks Meech!

We walked around, it sucked, I saw Tom, he ignored me, we left. Got some Jack-in-the-Box on the way home, dropped Timothy off, and went to bed. The end.

Last night...

So I had a fantastic Xmas yesterday. I did not really get anything of note and it was a beautiful thing. For the first time in I don't know how long, I was content doing nothing. My grandparents came over and we had a nice prime rib and just talked. It was fantastic, my grandpa and I talked about the Lakers, the Chargers, politics and life. My grandma and I were boozing it! I'm not a big Sauv Blanc fan, but it was strangely satisfying imbibing with the grandma, especially after the first glass when she was already dropping ice all over the floor.

Dinner was delicious and at about 7:30 the old-folks left and I went out to play. Padraic and Jordan dropped by to pick me up. We were off to our annual Christmas Day Casino trip. We went to Ryan's house had an orgasmic vodka soda, said hellot to Karen and Grandma Betty, and then headed off to pick up Chris and then onto the "Res."

Played a little blackjack, played a little poker and played a little more blackjack. I was texting with my friend earlier in the evening and asked him, if I won a bunch of money would he let me take him out to a nice restaurant for an official date? He said, yes in a round about way...I think...but anyways, I lost $70 dollars. :( I did get a big gift card from my Brother for Maggiano's. I hope he thinks Maggiano's is fancy! haha

While playing poker, Padraic came over and had a snide remark so I threatened to punch him in the throat, the dealer did not find this to be as amusing as I did, and I had to lay low. Then Padraic looks at Chris and says aloud, "Brandon is a Fussy little gay tonight isn't he?" Touche Douche, Touche... This little guy who was sitting next to me took notice and managed to follow me around for the rest of the evening. I think I managed to find the only gay on the "Res." Lucky me...

We left the casino around 2:30 and headed home. Now I am getting ready for work and am functioning off of 4 hours of sleep and a 2 hour drive back up from San Diego. I am painfully tired and still sore from the gym 3 days ago. There is no rest for the weary though, and that is just life i guess. I would not have done it any other way, and with my brother's wedding next week, it is only going to get worse. I hope you all had a bright and happy holiday break. Happy Friday and I look forward to seeing y'all out tonight!

Brandon

Xmas Eve...

I left LA this AM at about 10AM and got down to SD at about noon. No traffic to speak of at all. I had an interesting drive home and was thinking about a lot of stuff. Much of which i do not normally post on this blog but probably should for your viewing pleasure. Anyways, as many of you know, my Grandpa passed away 1 year ago on the 29th, and it has been terribly hard on my grandma and my dad. That 1 year anniversary is coming up, and I feel like I need to be doing something. I got choked up on my drive down thinking about the good times we had with him.

This was the first time I had gotten that upset since last December at John's house in London. Jefferson, John and I were getting ready to go out to "Bar Code" in Vauxhall when he got an email form my Mom telling him to have me call her. I knew something was not right. My grandpa had passed. I cried. Then we went out and drank profusely. By the time the driver came to get us I could barely stand up. I did not shed a tear until I got back to the states on the January 4th.

I have a lot of pent-up emotions right now, and it is a bit stressful. I still slap on my happy face and my stupid personality everyday, and do what I do. I cannot change what happened, and can only stand in support of my grandma, who tonight was starting to get a little shaky. I will be back to LA on the 26th, and if any of my readers/friends would like to join me, I think I am going to go out on Monday night, the 29th, and have a beverage, Glenlivet 18, rocks.

On a festivities note, I had a great time tonight with the family and look forward to more family bonding tomorrow. For Xmas Eve tonight, I ended up getting some work clothes an igloo cooler, perfect for Car Bars!!! and some edible goodies. Cannot wait til tomorrow. Setting out the milk and cookies, stoking the fire, and hitting the hay! Talk at you all later!

Brandon

What I really want for Xmas...

This infomercial just played on the discovery channel...It makes me want to watch Kingpin...Anyone??

All I want for Xmas...

Human emotion is so inexplicable sometimes. A tiny facet of that emotion is attraction. There is really no way to explain attraction; why it exists, and why it does not. (That was an incredible use of a semi-colon by the way, hell yeah!) I do believe that attraction is primarily something that is predetermined by our genetic wiring and not by the way we were raised, or by how many bibles we have ingested by the point of puberty. So not to travel down this road too much, because it is a whole different can of worms, but I do want to talk about attraction some more. So I will, because I do what I want! haha

Attraction to me is simply enough, being able to look at someone or something and feel that sort of tingling inside. Whether it be tingling in your belly, or the occasional tingling in your loins, attraction is nothing more than that. I am a firm believer of everyone having their types. There is something about someone that makes you attracted to them. However what about those who you become inexplicably attracted to. Keith Olbermann for instance. I have a man crush on Keith Olbermann. He is not attractive, nor is he grossly tolerable. Entertaining, but obnoxiously left. What is it that causes this subconscious attraction.

I am subconsciously attracted to someone right now, and it is bizarre. Its almost an intrigue as opposed to an attraction. I want to know more, and I don't have patience to wait. This is not one of those tingling loins attractions though, simply one in which I am eager to get closer. So strange...And breeders say that its all about the sex! Screw you guys...

Oh and Russell, I hate you... Just seeing if you are keeping up with my yammerings!

Why Obama will make a good president...

Booya! Man Pecs!

Hugh Jackman, who??

New beginnings...

So having been single for roughly 48 days, 13 hours, 58 minutes and 15 seconds, or 4,197,495 seconds from the time of this post, and feel that I have kinda started to turn over a new leaf. At first after a break up there is that time where you simply feel the need to fill the void that has been left. And Fill the void I did. That got boring after about 2 weeks, and I started to seek friendship. I moved up here alone. I had Jefferson, whom I now, no longer have, and I had Meech, whom i still have but is in London until march. Both Nareth and Tim live their own lives and are both semi-involved with significant others right now too. So I kinda felt/feel like I am on my own. I have met a couple guys just recently, who have provided stimulating conversation, and just generally a good time. And for this I am thankful.

I got to go to a house party in the hills, and meet some new people and see some old faces, goddamn Jimmy Chen, hahaha, just kidding Jimothy! I had a blast just talking, watching and observing everyone there. Everyone was part of a clicque. I miss having a clique. That reliable group of friends that you know are ALWAYS down to do something. Meech is kinda my clique, but again he has abandoned me for the motherland. Haha.

I should have taken advantage of the situation on Saturday night and introduced myself to Nareth's and David's group of friends, but i guess was had not had enough liquid courage yet. I wanted to be loud and obnoxious and introduce myself by saying:

"Excuse me everyone, I have met you all at least once, but I am Brandon, the gay formerly known as 'John Santos's Ex', and now currently, known as 'Jeff Sheng's Ex'"

Ahhh, I find myself to be humorous...

Anywho, I told Nareth tonight, that I should have introduced myself a long time ago and that I have come to the conclusion that when I am out with someone, I pay attention to them and nothing/nobody else around me. This is a pretty ridiculous character flaw that I possess, and I need to get the hell over. I would have had a lot to fall back on when my relationship ended, if I had made the conscious effort to engage all of Nareth's friends, but instead, it has taken me almost 7 weeks to make these realizations.

I look forward to getting to know a couple of my new-found friends even more! That being said, I guess this holiday season I do have something, albeit small, to be thankful for, new friends and old friends alike! Hahaha, CHEESEY!

The Bane of my Existence...

The most horrible thing that comes to my mind at any given point is not always what you'd think it is...Its not tragedy, its not "Skeletons" in the closet, its not the loss of a loved one. It's a 5'2" woman who frequents my place of employment. For the time being, she shall be known as Jean Summers. The most terrifying thing about this woman is the realization on my part that society caters to her. The pain and suffering that she instills in my being is not exclusive to my spa. She is around 140 hours a week at other establishments wreaking havoc...How do I know this, well, one of our tortuous conversations involved my being pummeled by such needless facts as, I only sleep 4 hours a day and I have a 30 pound cat. My god, it never ceases to amaze me what neurological filth spews forth from her yak hole of a mouth.

This brings me to my next point, and I do actually have one with all this...her 30 pound cat. ?!??!?!? Who in the holy hell has a 30 pound cat? The reason that she needs to have a massage so often is that her behemoth mongoloid of a feline likes to sit in her lap and it hurts her stupid legs... Hello Jean, get rid of the pestilence...I'll help, I'm not a cat person anyways...

Every time this woman comes in she leaves a trail of depression, emptyness and dead bunnies. Yes dead bunnies. Every time she speaks, a bunny, a baby bunny at that, is crushed to dead by the sole of my moral foot. She came in yesterday and in her wake, had reduced three grown men to tears. All before she got her massage. She must be stopped! Godspeed!

Artists Rendering:

I have been telling people about this stupid video and I have just not been doing it justice. Pretty entertaining...




And good ole' Pastor Hagee on KO

Savino's Xmas Party

I had a lot of fun last night at the Savino's up in Hidden Meadows. It was our 5th annual Xmas party and I had a blast. Delicious food, fantastic companies and repulsive sweaters!

We did a Secret Santa gift swap and I drew Laura's name...this excited me. I was going to be as creative as possible. I got her a nice little wine rack and two decent bottles of wine. The theme was "All you need for a great night" I left her with two options, The first package was titled "For a night among friends," and contained a VHS copy of "The Baby-Sitters Club" and the second was titled, "For a Night Alone," and contained a random book called, "Six Inches Deep" and a 6 inch cucumber. She laughed...So did I. My Secret Santa, Mr. Patrick Nolan, got me the perfect gift! Some fantastic cookware. I was actually thinking about buying some cookware, but now i have no need! Actually, I think I may need to buy some for one of my presents.

Had a bit of an issue with Jeff last night, and now I'm sad. I think it was alcohol fueled, but whatever it was, it got close to ruining my night. :( Anyhow, I took Rosaline and Vince as my "Dates." I think they both had a good time! Or at least I hope so. Thats my night in a nutshell. Talk to Y'all soon. Happy Holidays!

B

San Deezy...

I'm heading back down to San Diego today to do xmas dinner and cook some goodies with grandma...

The last few days....

So I have been pretty damn busy with the last few days, so here in no specific order or daily sequence are the events of my week, starting with last Friday.

I got out of work early picked up Russell and Kelly and booked it to Davis. Got there around 9PM, to the bars at 10PM, and back in bed at 2AM. It was entertaining. The whole point of going to Davis was for the 9th annual xmas dinner on saturday night. It was a blast, $2.00 well drinks, cant beat it! There were no fireworks this year, no proposals, bar fights or breakups. I cannot believe it has been an entire year since Sean got down on one knee, and proposed to Roxanne, who promptly said "SHUT-UP" and punched him. I love my friends. It was really nice getting to see everyone, some of whom, Kamalpal, I have not seen since the last xmas dinner. Got back on Sunday, and went straight to work! I love it!

I had dinner with one of Nareth's friends a few nights ago. He is adorable. Really nice kid. We watched that sub-par Diane Lane movie, Untraceable. It was not a great movie, but was entertaining. I made Chicken Adobo and Stewed Greens(Bok Choy, Watercress, Garlic, Spinach, Kale and Sprouts) for dinner. He said he liked it, and I really hope he did. Before dinner, we went to Borders to find a couple books as presents, and JACKPOT! We kicked ass...Great book deals. And yes, I am at that point in my life where I get excited over saving a few bucks. I would definitely like to see him again. He seems like a really fun guy. :)

Also played racquetball this week with Jeff and Spencer. I pretty much got my ass kicked all over the floor in all 5 games, 2 vs. Spencer and the last 3 with Jeff. But it was a blast.

Met Timothy Fong in Brentwood last night and had dinner at a cool little Italian Place. It was nice to catch up with him. I had not really had a good heart to heart with anyone recently and I definitely needed it. We got a coffee at Starbeezie's after dinner and just chatted for a bit about life in general, relationships, friends, work, guys, cars, etc...There are a few people involved in my life who I would like to see more of, and he is one of them. He just puts me in a good mood. But yeah, that's that. Good Times.

I was driving home from Brentwood through Century City and got a phonecall from work It was Allison and Connor and they wanted me to meet them at the spa to go out for a beverage of adult origins...so i did...

We went to Trunks, where Allison managed to find a straight bartender. Wait it gets better...He was really good looking and had his mouth wired shut due to a broken jaw! A hot straight guy who cannot talk! Perfect, they exchanged numbers and we walked over to Fiesta. It was pretty dead, but low and behold, they were setting up karaoke! Sweet! Needless to say, after a few drinks, this is the result...


Connor is rapping random verses to Billy Jean and Allison is, at this point, slurring made-up words. It was fun! On a side note. There were two guys who were just obnoxiously attractive and all i could muster was, "I like your scarf" to one of them, and ask the other one's friend what his name was. When you make futile attempts like that, you just have to laugh at yourself... The End

Wish List...

Its growing, but here is what I have so far!!

https://www.amazon.com/gp/registry/wishlist/3IIUHFSVV6VL0/ref=cm_wl_rlist_go?ie=UTF8&sort=date-added&layout=standard

The MOST ridiculous night ever...

I am not going to go in to great detail on my blog, because this is a fairly sensitive subject, and further consequences and repercussions may be imminent...Written evidence and documentation are a bad idea...So if you want to know what happened, just ask, and I will act it out for you! Lets just say, I fell asleep in my bed, shivering out of fear clutching a utility knife...and not really certain what was going to happen. Sooooooo...

After 3 hours of sleep and a nauseous feeling that truthfully is still lingering, I got to work and am here now. One of my favorite therapists, Erin is trying to improve on her Deep Tissue techniques so Gwen, one of my other favorite female therapists, and lead therapist was teaching her. So I volunteered to be the "Stunt Man." The wolrd of massage can be dangerous, but hey "Free Massage" is my middle name. I just got out of the massage and am feeling much better. My nerves are calm, my body is relaxed and I have two of my best friends coming up meeting me at my place for a relaxing night at Jeff's new place. It could be worse, after last night, i could be dead...Then I'd really be useless...I am getting off of work tomorrow at 2PM and heading to D-town! Can't wait to see all those ass holes up there. I am single and might want to pretend to be straight...Look out ladies! ;-)

B

Interesting for the nerdy types...

This video is hosted by my sister Allyson who was badly burned in the Paradise fire in 2003. Allyson spearheads an education foundation in the name of sister Ashleigh, who died in that fire...She is assisting her doctor in getting the word out about the benefits of aloe... Check out the cool video, its real quick. Those of you who have blogs and a decent readership--or four readers like mine--I ask that you repost this with a basic description...Thanks all!!

http://video. signonsandiego. com/vmix_hosted_apps/p/media?id=2491885&item_index=1&query=a
loe%20vera&sort=NULL

For the Gays...

Here is what we are up against...Obviously its a joke...





And the John Stewart Mike Huckabee interview...

This coming weekend...

First of all, I'd like to say, wow! my blog got 5 comments in one day! I was so eccstatic I pooped my pants. My first thought was, "Wow! People like me!" Then reality set in and I came to the realization that this blog focuses on me screwing up and generally being miserable...You all suck.

And Now for Something Completely Different...

Kelly and Russell are heading up here tomorrow evening to hang out and then we are off to Camelot as soon as I get out of work on Friday. Its Xmas dinner time!! A time of year where everyone from our UC Davis crew, about 40-50 people get together at the Dixon moose lodge and drink until it runs down your leg. I have not seen many of these people since last years dinner, so it should be eventful. This will be the first Davis dinner that I have not had a date to...

"Back for one night only! Straight Brandon the Lady Killer!!!"

Seriously, if you are a lady, and don't have any creepy-crawlies...I'll leave it at that.

So from Friday evening to Sunday around noon, I'll be in Davis. If there is anyone out there who I have not seen in a while and will be in the area, hit me up, I am sure we'll be out on Friday evening!

Oooops, my bad, you ________ (Enter expletive here)

Those of you who know me personally are aware that I am never at a loss for words. whether they have four syllables or four letters, good words bad words, skinny words fat words. Words at the wrong time words that rhyme....Ok, so that's enough of that. I am especially selective of my words around Kelly. Selective, meaning, the filthier the better. I have been trying to contact Kelly for about two weeks now. My regimen involves calling her and telling her to get off of Chris and answer her phone (usually in more descriptive wording). I even sent her a text message to "Close your legs, I can smell your_______(Insert six-letter word, beginning with "s" and ending with "natch") all the way in the kitchen.

Normally, she fires right back at me, but never a response...I called Russell to confirm her phone number was still up to date..Well, turns out I have been texting and calling an older woman in La Jolla named Cynthia...Hell points...A lot of them...

Silly, thanks Chaddah, former BFF

A Gay Ole' Time!

On Saturday we had our fantastically "Faboo" Xmas party. I was the sober driver so I had my six beverages fairly early. Those of you who know me, know that I am a reasonable drunk. I hold my composure, have no problem with intelligent conversation and am believable as the "Sober Asshole" who just makes fun of everyone else...That is until I push the limit. Think of it this way, going down a flight of stairs, a normal flight, except that the 7th step/drink is a 37 foot drop off. Well after three cups of gay punch and 3 shots of Jagermeister, via Byron's B-day gift, i was at the edge looking down...I was the driver though, so I began to sober up. No more booze for the rest of the party...damn responsibility wins.

We hung out at this wicked "Party Room" which looked more like a guest room at the Palace of Versaille. My first thoughts...Shits gonna be broken. But three hours later and with no damages done we went to hang out at Marcus and Harold's place for a little while and then to go dance...yes dance at the Abbey.

It was Byron, Jose, Alice, Connor, Allison and myself. Alice and I were sober, everyone else...Not particularly...So we danced, Connor was all over the place, hitting on lesbians, dry humping the floor, hands in the air a Miller Lite in each...I love that kid! We had fun, I saw a few friends, got a good workout and went home. Work the next day was surprisingly not hung over! Well done Massage Envy - Beverly Hills, y'all rock.

I got a massage last night from Ginger, our resident "Destructor of all things 'Tissue-y'." She did some lymphatic massage. I WAS congested, now my nose is running like an aspiring Kenyan, and I'm coughing up things that closely resemble scrambled snot and cat shit. Well, enjoy your breakfasts all and have a lovely day! I'm coming up to Davis this weekend for the Xmas party, you butt plugs better all be there...

A friend in need of a friend in need...

I have not talked to one of my friends up here for a while, so I sent him a feeler text. A simple, "How was your Turkey Day?" would suffice. I got a response that is puzzling me. I think I want to help, I think I need to help, but im not really sure how. This friend, we'll call him "Grimace," crashed his car. When I asked if he was ok, Grimace responded with, "Yeah physically I'm fine thx. Ttyl when I feel happier." That kind of shit makes my mind race. So I just responded with "Ok, feel better bud, if you wanna talk, I have no life! Hahaha, no really, I don't have a life, sigh* Love ya buddy, g'night." I am not sure what happened, and I am really sure that it is none of my business, but I cannot help it I need to pry a bit. Hopefully, I don't annoy Grimace too much, but if I were you, I would not hold my breath...

Kinda on track...I think?

This last week has been full of frustrations. Mostly frustrations over REALLY stupid things. I have been a bit restless to go do something, but all of the people who I had been hanging out with when i was with Jeff seem to not be available to do anything now. Which is fine, understandable! But when I want to go out and do something, people better pay attention to me! haha

On top of not really having anyone to go out with I have been a bit under the weather. I have been coughing up foreign objects, and my nose is running more than Prefontaine on training day. This is adding to my already obnoxious restlessness.

I have spent a decent chunk of time over at the Gendarmerie with Topper over the last few days. Its enjoyable! Something about that place is just an immediate stress relief. Long story short, the Owner, Topper is long time friends with Billy Dee Williams...also known as the only "non-white" guy in Star Wars for all you gays, or Lando Calrissian for my straight nerdy readers...Chris, Dad, etc... Anyways, last year around Xmas time my Mother-dearest and I were shopping for clothes for my London Trip and Topper called up and told us that my Mom's Peanut Brittle was famous and that Billy Dee was sitting next to him eating the entire bag...So I brought up a big bag of Brittle last week and you should have seen Topper hoarding it! Then Billy Dee walked in and Topper was like a small predator guarding its kill...Mildly entertaining...I guess you had to be there...

I am having a little movie date tonight with this handsome young fellow named Vince tonight. He's a nurse. My Mom's a Nurse. Therefore, I love Nurses. Also, my work Xmas party is tomorrow night out at Marcus and Harold's Condo downtown. It should be fun, I love my co-workers!!! That's all for now. I know there was more and I am sure I'll make amendments later. Peace!