In a recent email I wrote to a long lost friend. Actually, he’s not long nor lost. Well, he may be long — I never got to check and ew — but he’s certainly not lost. He moved to Maine, you see. Anyway, where was I? Oh shit, still the beginning? Well then, lemme start over.

I wonder if I’m like a circling airliner, just waiting for my runway. Ugh, metaphors? Come on, Jonathan, you’re a talented writer but that talent comes from NOT doing stupid shit like using terrible metaphors. Start over again!

Fine, fine!

I am thirty-one years old. I live south of Atlanta, GA with my mother, my sister, and her boyfriend whom I dubbed Kid Rock Boyfriend. I don’t know what the deal is, but I think I’m waiting for something.

I have a job that I like most days that I go. I think to myself, honestly, isn’t that more than I can say for many people out there? Often, I’ll make more than 15 dollars an hour, and yet just as often, I will mishandle the money so poorly, I’ll barely make it from month-to-month with my simple but very real bills.

There are a few people I have keyed into my phone that I consider my friends. Sometimes I can’t get a hold of them, and I don’t ever see them as often as I want to. Some because they don’t live here and exist only on the internets, some because they have busy lives and I don’t think they’re waiting for anything like I am.

I don’t have a boyfriend. I don’t even have prospects for boyfriends, though you may find me occasionally making out with someone when I got to the bar or nightclub. I’m not exactly sure why that is, but then again, I do live with my mom, my sister, and her Kid Rock Boyfriend. I think more importantly though, I have an aura about me that is warding people away most of the time.

I used to run a website for one of my interests. I closed it when I felt like it was taking up too much of my time without really being all that rewarding. The anime characters used to turn me on, but I stopped really seeing them in that way after a while. Unfortunately, because I closed the site down, I lost pretty much all of my online popularity.

It will absolutely make sales of my upcoming fourth novel decline. I kind of took that into consideration when I pulled the plug, but also kind of ignored it to my own chagrin. Part of me thought that it didn’t really matter. I always said, if I sold one copy that’s all that matters. I’ve also said that if only one person came to pixiesticks.org, it’d be worth it.

I lie to myself, but never to others.

I think I’m waiting on something, but I don’t know what it could be. It’s not like I don’t try and alter the above to make for a more rewarding experience on the planet. I’m about to start editing that upcoming novel. I have new hobbies I find a lot of interest in. I try to approach people and try to make their lives more interesting either as a friend or French Kissing partner. I want my home life situation to be as painless as possible since I still have to stay here, and the same goes for my work.

So… really… what is it?
I don’t know.
Maybe part of it is just this. Putting down what is going on in my life into words and posting them onto pixiesticks. I only post personal posts when something I consider interesting is happening in my life.

But that wasn’t always the case. I was younger… I wrote more about feelings, dreams, desires. Older now, I still have feelings, dreams, desires, but I have to say, it seems they are dull and not colored so brilliantly with idealism. I seem to save that for my novels, as someone critically said about “Freakshow” once.

I am waiting for something. But it’s not a passive form of waiting. It’s not like I am sitting here, watching the calender change. It’s an active form of waiting, if there is such a thing. It’s like I’m trying to hold my ground and maybe even occasionally darting a hand out to claw forward, all while waiting and trying and hoping that things will get better for me.

It’s been a while since I posted a personal post here so here’s a rundown of what’s been going down lately.

1. Colin and Allie are moving to Maine. They had a going away party last night that was very well attended and lots of fun. Sure, it grew bittersweet towards the end, but I am very glad for them and this new stage of their life. HINT HINT.

2. Courtney aka Elf is very well, other than screwing up her classes and not having a job. On the bright side, the current stage of a transformation is going really well I think. After all, with no current hormone treatment or voice coaching, everyone seems to be taking to Courtney extremely extremely well.

3. Met a guy last night at Heretic while hanging out with Kaze and Tatsuo. He’s Malaysian… very lovely. We had a rather enchanting evening that didn’t involve dancing to Lady Gaga unfortunately, but did lead to playful and satisfying kisses. Considering we did seem to take to one another quite nicely, I have optimistic hopes for this. I’ll try not to be disappointed if nothing comes of it, but I think it could be really quite good.

UPDATE: I talked to him on Memorial Day for about a half hour. We have tentative plans to go see the Pixar film “Up” next weekend.

4. Sales of Freakshow and Later, Skater:

32 print copies of “Later, Skater”
16 print copies of “Freakshow”
7 download copies of “Later, Skater”
8 download copies of “Freakshow”

You can get them here.

5. Money seems to be doing mostly pretty decently. I think a huge difference maker has been that I quit smoking completely. In fact, I have this little script running on my computer that reminds me how well I’m doing:

“PIXIE – Free and Healing for Two Months, Two Days, 19 Hours and 29 Minutes, while extending my life expectancy 4 Days and 10 Hours, by avoiding the use of 1276 nicotine delivery devices that would have cost me $303.90.”

Wow… 150ish dollars a month extra in my wallet goes a long way.

Here’s a shot Colin took of Allie bleaching my hair. As you can tell by my anguish, while I’m perfectly fine taking a dick up my ass, apparently chemical burns to the scalp just aren’t my thing.

Last night at Heretic I enjoyed some really interesting mixed company. I met a large Brazillian guy named Mario who really nice and seemed really confident and secure in his oversized status. I think that’s awesome.

I was also with Trace. He’s a guy I slept with a while back, but it just didn’t work out so well. I’m glad we’re still friends. I don’t think that happens very often, but maybe it does.

Then there was this fellow who was really cute, who I can’t remember his name. Maybe he didn’t even give it. I don’t recall him talking much. He seemed interested in me and Trace and I was waiting for Kaze to show, so I pretty much gave Trace the green light to persue. He did and I didn’t see the pair for a while.

Towards the end of the night, after Kaze was ready to leave, the guy comes over and asks where Trace went. I said he was staying at the Cheshire Motor Inn, and I thought they’d gone together. Obviously Trace bailed. I told Kaze goodbye and danced with the guy.

We bumped, we grinded, I stuck my hands down his pants and was very delighted at what I found. He had a very smooth and nice rock solid cock and was seemingly very eager to have me molest him. He kissed me first, and I was happy that it looked like Trace’ loss would be my gain.

I offered to take him home with me, but he declined and didn’t invite me to his place. And just as the lights were starting to flicker on, before I really could think about asking him for a number he ran away!

Damnit!!!

Tonight I’m going to Colin’s girlfriend’s house to possibly get my bangs blonded again. Hopefully they’ll do a great job and I’ll look beautiful and can lure that guy back if I ever see him again.

This Christmas was kind of a quiet one here at the PIXIE place. There was but a scant bit of presents to be given or obtained. The family gathering was limited to a short ham dinner on Christmas Eve. Then, heading up to Heretic, I was pleasantly surprised to see the place grow quite busy. It was lots of fun handing out my first mix CD to those I liked including DJ Rick Walsh.

Christmas Day evening I ventured to the theatre with Colin his girl Allie, Elf and Amy (who is Elf’s room mate). We were unlucky enough to watch The Spirit which features similar design elements as Sin City which I didn’t like. I didn’t much care for Spirit either other than completely silly Samuel L. Jackson.

The bad movies kept coming, though this time more by design last night. Elf ventured over and for the first time in more months than I care to remember, we actually had the evening to ourselves. We watched three films, the most notable of the terrible was Uwe Boll’s Postal. Dreadful stuff, mate.

A note about the lovely Elf, however. It seems time may indeed if not necessarily heal but rather heel some wounds. I’ve found that while I’m sure I will always love him, Elf is not someone I really yearn for any longer.

The rest of this extended weekend will likely see me back at Heretic to see if anyone’s back where they’re supposed to be. Maybe they’ll be new strangers to make something strange with.

I can dream, can’t I?

This weekend fared much better than last when it came to the nightclub scene. While I really wasn’t particularly keen on spending so much going out, it wasn’t really avoidable since on Friday I was already in the city for the Jerusalem House fundraiser party. I got in VIP via DJ Kaze who was spinning that night.

Saturday I had every intention of staying home, but considering Kaze and I hadn’t really discussed what happened last weekend with his friend and my bawling my eyes out at Heretic, it really was necessary to go out again and get to talk to him. Thankfully I think things smoothed out quite nicely there. I don’t plan on letting his friend anywhere near my emotions if and when i see him next.

This week is likely to be pretty rough at work, but I’m hoping that it’ll also pay dividends to make up for what I’ve spent.

Halloween is coming on Friday and I may get to see Elf again for the first time in so long I can’t even recall. Also on the menu next weekend will be seeing Colin, going to The Body Shop to see DJ Yoshi Bear and the novel writing begins for NaNoWriMo.

Hopefully with all the busyness I’ll still get to update the sites here and there whenever.

A friend of Kaze’s named Jeff was at Heretic last night and totally ruined what was supposed to be a glorious evening where Out of Control Dave was back from Alabama visiting.

But before that happened, I did go see Colin earlier in the day. We enjoyed some Riff Trax, and by enjoyed, I mean suffered through. Cloverfield is terrible and Star Wars Episode 1 is a lot worse than I remember it save for the still splendid pod race.

Later that evening, things were going pretty fine when Jeff started in on me about Alchemy and how everything I knew was wrong, everything I believed wasn’t right or enough. Kaze later called him a provocateur but also a guru. I respectfully disagree with the latter and think the former is disgusting.

I first go explicitly angry. I remember Kaze kept calling my name, and I was just standing there face to face with Jeff telling him he didn’t know what he was talking about and that he should just go away. I don’t remember when he did, but he did go away. He never seemed to be upset in return. More like pleased with his dirty work.

I cried and cried quite a bit then. Kaze supported me but it was a terrible weakness that I’ve not really yet recovered from even now.

I’m sure it’s all tied together with how things were before Alchemy. Where I didn’t think anything was really worth much anymore and that I actually considered suicidal things. I don’t feel that way now. But I am far off the high I was before I ran into Jeff last night.

I’ve gone back to being angry too. Angry that he did these things. Angry that Kaze didn’t try and stop him. Angry that I allowed myself to be destroyed like that.

I’m not quite sure what happens next.

One of the website I’ve visited and been a major part of over the last several years is the Hollywood Stock Exchange. I’ve been trading stocks in their movie based game in my own portfolio and for many of those years also been the KIDS Fund manager. You may have remembered some of our videos.

Well, part of that site was a message board unlike any other. Not the ugly UBBs you see in most forums, Ticker Talk had immediacy to it. Boards were threaded and rolled after so many posts lending itself to a very conversational feel.

With HSX going web 2.0 this week, these boards will no longer exist. Sadly they’re going the route similar to Facebook where people can subscribe to your blog, and also posts on more traditionally structured forums.

It’s a sad time for me when all is considered about it. I’ve made some great friends, actually meeting several of them for movies and conversation. And, of course, there’s my relationship with Colin who’s pretty much one of the coolest straight people I know.

While a fan of Ticker Talk developed a very impressive clone of the board and will be hosting it on another site, I do wonder exactly how long it’ll last without a steady infusion of new blood. Still, I’ll certainly take solace there as long as I can.

So this post is to the end of an era. Where the subject was anything and everything, movies, television, sports, news and politics, and more often than not, nothing important whatsoever.

I’ve really been hurting with the wisdom tooth and that’s been feeding depression.

Glad some of you are having a lot of fun with the clock teaser. As posted on the shotalicious clubhouse messageboard, yes, Coco will be arriving sometime in the future to give you one last type of puzzle to figure out for those who don’t like cryptograms OR general brain teasers.

Oh, and I fucked someone last night. I apparently sucked. I’ll tell you more later. Today I’m hoping to finally catch up with Colin and Elf and later practice my DJ skills some more at Kaze and Tatsuo’s.

My DJ name I think is going to be DJ Seme/Uke. What do you think?

Considering I go out pretty much every weekend, Pride Weekend for me was just more. More nights. More people. More everything. Including more nothing, as in, I still managed to not get any.

I was offered, but the guy who did was none to my liking despite us having some things in common. He just didn’t have the looks I’d need to appreciate making the beast with two backs with.

As for my own pursuits, I managed to drive a guy that I’ve known for a few months home, and nothing happened there either. He’s taller than I, short short blond cropped hair, and is a few years older, yet looks a few years younger. And though we’re kissing friends, that’s where we still remain.

Still, the extended weekend wasn’t too bad of a bust. I spent just shy of what I expected thanks partially to Kaze and Tat being so generous as well as managing to sweet talk my way on The Bodyshop’s guest list. To bad DJ Duo Yoshi Mac put on a marginal set. In fact, all the DJs seemed to be taking no chances with their oversized crowds.

I have one more day off, tomorrow, before I go back to work bright and early Tuesday morning. And I think that’s just fine. I need to get my finances boosted back to smoother levels anyway.

As for updates on the site: Provided thunderstorms don’t strike yet again tomorrow, I’ll be back to posting a handful of shotalicious goodies then.

Ah yes, one more bit of information: Elf’s housewarming party on Thursday went down as actually one of the highlights of the whole weekend. While I was surrounded by breeders, this fag actually took it in stride and had a good time even when I wasn’t following my favorite trap around like a lost puppy.

Happy Pride to you all whenever your area celebrates such. And honestly, be proud year round!

The all nude episide of the KIDS Fundcast has been filmed and is set to be unleashed upon the unsuspecting world tomorrow. Be afraid. Be very afraid.

Last night, after a wonderful showing of “Son of Rambow” in which Colin and I got to meet the director of the film at their kickin’ 80s after party (the film is set in the 80s,) we headed to Heretic to see Kaze and Tatsuo.

We weren’t going to stay long, and indeed we didn’t. But before we could manage to leave, Shinji spontaneously showed. He says he’s lost his phone. But I was very glad to see him. At least at first. But unlike the want and desire he’d been showing me for the last month or so, he hardly treated me nice. In fact, I’d say he was quite mean. Everything from picking on me, to physical attacks that he said he was playing but I told him I wasn’t liking it. Yeah, this is not where I want to be. Seme uke games be damned.

This type of behavior, along with the previous things that he’s done — either deliberate, or on accident — really just proves to me that this isn’t going to work out. Much as I hate to say it, he’s not the guy for me.

So I’m done trying to mess with that.

March’s last weekend and I surely did go out like a lamb. Shinji must have been busy with work and school because he didn’t call and I didn’t see him out at Heretic either. I’m not stressing about it really, just relaying facts.

Though I have to admit, it was rather lonely out in the nightlife this weekend. No new boys caught my interest and it was only a few hours on Saturday I had Kaze and Tatsuo to entertain me. Yeah, that’s right, everyone must entertain me! Haha!

Filmed another episode of the KIDS Fundcast with Colin on Sunday and I’ll post it when it’s up or you can just go to the HSX KIDS Fund blog to watch the previous episodes.

Other than that it’s just back to work and trying to make up some of the money ground I lost on trying to have a good time that wasn’t really out there to be had this weekend. I need to keep on Elf to make sure he gets me the art for “Later, Skater.” I know you are all excited to know when the new book is coming out and as you can see by the buttons and banner this month, I want it to be this month. Cross your fingers, grab your decks, and we’ll keep in touch on that one.

Today marks the first day of spring and last night at The Heretic’s “Boys Night Out” party, there were lots of pretty lean things who were wearing very little but smiles. I cozied with them in the dark room, but sadly they weren’t interested in much more than a bit of a caress, a bit of peeping around, and a whole lot of cockteasing.

Still, it was glorious fun and I’m glad to have enjoyed their coming out as the seasons shift from winter to spring.

Speaking of sprung, all this weekend I’ll be posting stuff up on the little brother site, shotalicious.org. While it had a bit of a rough time getting started with some less than rosy responses from some (former?) fans, I think I’ve won the battle if not the war for the hearts and minds — or should I say, groins and minds — of those who are willing to give it a chance.

Essentially, I keep saying the only thing that’s changed is the domain name. And maybe a more enthusiastic displaying of the shota. Not going to be apologetic about it any longer, my friends. And I do appreciate the compliments, the sending of pics, and even another monetary donation that one anonymous person gave. Thanks very much!

Already I posted one of the AMVs I did. I’m still not in possession of some better video editing software. I don’t see my friend Colin until next Saturday when we film another episode of the KIDS Fundcast, so no new AMVs yet. But they’re coming.

I don’t really have any other plans this Easter weekend. Maybe I can kidnap Elf, tie him up with duct tape, put bunny ears on him, and take some disturbing photos. I dunno. Have a great weekend and Happy Easter.

*** Blogger was down today. Meh. Hope that doesn’t happen on Tuesday. I mean, I’m so psyched and serious about what’s about to go down that I requested the day off work. Yeah, shota is serious fucking buisness! And I mean considering the world of pixiesticks is practically doubling? Hey, after 7 years, it’s time to cut the kid loose, and let it fly on its own, right?

*** Filmed the 5th episode of the KIDS Fundcast today with Colin. It was a longer day shooting and editing than normal. I do like how it turned out though and after he does some more work with the audio, he’ll upload it and post it. The episode is about Horton Hears A Who and Drillbit Taylor, two kid friendly films coming out in the next two weeks. Expect that on Monday.

*** Visited with Kaze and Tatsuo on Friday night. That was a lot of fun. Watched a documentary about Burning Man as they are trying to get me to attend a smaller burn called Transformus in July. I’m gonna go. Even though I saw the video, I’m still not sure what to expect. But that’s not necessarily a bad thing.

*** Another school shooting. Many injured. Some dead including shooter. The cycle never ends.

*** This weekend Colin and Elf are going to Tenn. to explore some stuff. Hopefully not their sexuality. Oh noes! Nah, it’s cool. Colin is straight and Elf still has boy parts much to everyone’s dismay. Still, besides all of that, what the heck am I going to do this weekend? I’m going to be so bored!

*** Possibly related: Valentine’s Day sucks.

*** Work has been extremely busy this week and even more so today. So many effin’ deliveries, so little time.

*** Since I had some cash, I signed up for a year of Neopets Premium. It’s groovy. I had it a long time ago (thanks Steph!) and I’m very happy to have it back. If you play on Neopets and want a Premium invite neomail me at vyddendarkblade!

For more on the HSX KIDS Fundcast please visit their blog here.

I started getting sick on Monday night after visiting Colin. That eventually brought back my bronchitus. Because you know I failed my first attempt at quitting smoking a few days before Christmas. I’m supposed to quit again on Valentine’s Day. I figured maybe cupid will have better luck finding me someone, if I cut out the habit.

This weekend was one of those weekends where you go through the motions and you think maybe you’re having fun, but when Sunday rolls around, you’ve realized that you haven’t really had much fun. And worse, you’ve probably wasted money in the process.

I’m supposed to be at work right now. I was scheduled a rare noon to 4 shift, likely due to the Superbowl. But that doesn’t make much sense to me. The game is at like 6 something. I’m not there anyway. I’m sick.

Sick of more than just inflamed lungs to be sure.

A month filled with hearts, roses, chocolates, and ABSOLUTE MISERY!! Well, at least to those of us who are on the sidelines watching the rest of you love birds enjoying yourself. Hey! It’s not for lack of trying. Though sometimes they say you can try too hard, right?

In any event, a new month brings us a new banner, new NAVI buttons, and a new secret stash over on the yaoi page. I also decided to upload some regularly accessable yaoi just for fun since I’ve been sick this week. It’s all my friend Colin’s fault. He got me sick last Saturday when we were filming that Mini Hannah Montana thing.

Oh, but I’m sure you’re much more interested in your clues for this month’s stash right?

Well first let me go ahead and tell you that THIS STASH ISN’T FOR EVERYONE! It features graphic bloody gore and violence along with the usual hot man on man buttstuff that we love so much.

Alright, now that that disclaimer is out of the way. Also remember the usuals… don’t post any hints, or the stash password. Remember it’s all lowercase and you have to actually press the submit button.

1. It’s a five letter, english, proper name (but keep it lowercase).
2. It rhymes with what you are if you can’t get this month’s stash.
3. “Shot through the heart, and you’re to blame!”
4. As always has to do with this month’s theme.
5. Is shota.

As usual, if I see that after a few days people aren’t getting it, I’ll post some more clues on the comments section. But really people, the more you over think this, the more confused you’re going to get. Good luck, and may you find love this month.

* John McCain won the Florida primary in a tight battle against Romney.
* Rudy 9/11 Gulliani 9/11 is expected 9/11 to quit 9/11 tomorrow.
* Hillary won in Florida for the Dems, but wins no delegates.

* Meet the Spartians STILL hurts days after I saw it.
* There are rumors of Hannah Montana naughty pics on her MySpace. Oh lawd.
* If you ever wanted to see me in a compromising situation…

* You are running out of time for January’s Secret Stash.
* Next month’s stash is all about love due to the Valentine’s Day holiday.
* Yaoi posts may resume tomorrow if I’m feeling like it.

I saw “I Am Legend” at 1am on Friday morning with Colin at Atlantic Station. We enjoyed some of my Japanese candy I got from my secret stalker over on the message boards over on HSX. Mmmm. Green tea Melty Kisses.

As for the movie, well, it’s pretty epic. Will Smith as the last man on earth after a virus comes and causes everyone else to become zombie/vampire type things is a great remake concept from “Omega Man” or “Last Man on Earth.”

But it’s not without problems.

Parts are really dull. Many don’t like the ending — though I didn’t have a problem with it other than maybe it was rushed. And the creature effects aren’t exactly great in my opinion.

That didn’t stop it from becoming the highest December grossing movie ever. Yeah, Lord of the Ring fanboys, that’s right… Poor Mr. Frodo.

Here are the estimates for the box office in North America from this weekend:

1. “I Am Legend,” $76.5 million.

2. “Alvin and the Chipmunks,” $45 million.

3. “The Golden Compass,” $9 million.

4. “Enchanted,” $6 million.

5. “No Country for Old Men,” $3 million.

6. “The Perfect Holiday,” $2.97 million.

7. “Fred Claus,” $2.3 million.

8. “This Christmas,” $2.3 million.

9. “Atonement,” $1.85 million.

10. “August Rush,” $1.8 million.

Kaze sadly didn’t draw any more people than any other DJ has at The Body Shop in the last few months. But that doesn’t mean a good time wasn’t had. There were prolly a few more than a dozen or so revelers and thanks to his style of beats, prodominately stayed on the dance floor rather than lounging around elsewhere.

Elf and Colin joined me and it was a very fun time. I do have a bit of a hangover, because I somehow managed to put away lots of drinks. Even Elf got more than a bit tipsy with the Key Lime Pie doubleshot. Sooo tasty but sooo dangerous.

What was very different about this outing was how I feel now. I don’t really feel that sense of pain of not having like I normally do after I spend some time with Elf. I’m not quite sure why, but I’m more than happy to not be so goth damned depressed about him.

I appreciate all the birthday wishes I got here and in the email. And on the cell phone text messages. I love text messaging. I must be part Korean or something. My thumbs are really getting pretty good at whipping those suckers out. And with Virgin Mobil they’re so much better than actually making phone calls anyway.

Elf and Colin attended my birthday party at Heretic. You weren’t there. But that’s okay. We had a good time without you. Though we did get rubbed up on by this twinkie boy who was high on something. I told him he was acting like a cat and he meowed. He also ordered a drink, paid for it, and left it and the change on the counter before just promptly leaving. Don’t be like that guy. Even if he was hot, he was un-hot because of how he was acting.

I’ve received some presents. I like the presents. The gift card to AMC Theatres. I got lots of gum from Colin too. See, I also was using my birthday to stop smoking. Every day I am to put $3.50 in a box which represents a pack of cigs that I’m not smoking. Then I don’t buy them and I don’t smoke. Hopefully, if I am successful, I will have so much cash in the box I can make a glorious return to Yaoi Con next year.

More presents are coming. One fan of the site donated 25 bucks through the Amazon Honor System (link is to your left where it says “donate”) and that’s gonna be nice when it hits my account. I think my mom and grammie have presents I’ll be receiving later today or tomorrow.

So yeah, thank you all. I really appreciate and felt the love. Those of you who’ve been around long enough to really have gotten to know me, know that I do like to hype things. Even if they are horrible truths like my turning 29. But just like I kept trying to show that you can live a happy gay life to all the younglings out there, I’m determined to show you can CONTINUE living a happy gay life even when you’re nearing the dreaded 30.

I don’t look nearly 30 and I sure don’t act like I’m nearly 30. But with things like the quitting smoking, and also trying to always been more responsible with money are good ways to be grow up. But having a pink Nintendo DS and loving the yaoi is definitely keeping me young.

Here’s to another year of my so called gay life!

PS: I just hope that the lack of boys in my life doesn’t start making me feel like maybe I’m more closer to 30 than I want to admit. Come on prettyboys. You know I’ll treat you *real* good. Where are you my future lovers and boyfriends?

It was another weekend this weekend.

Not to belittle my friends Kevin and Tatsuo who are really really awesome, especially such that they gave me a lift from Heretic to WETbar last night, but, well, it was merely another regular ol’ weekend this weekend.

The only differences were that I did write up a first draft of a short film that Colin wants to film. I’ll will keep you all updated on that, of course.

Oh and it seems that Elf has pretty much abandoned me.

Last night, in order to promote balance in my friendship with Straight Friend Colin™, we watched Pirates. But it’s been dubbed Sexy Pirates since it is the soft core porno version of a pirate movie. It was surprisingly very unsexy, even for the straight fellow. For everyone one shot that possibly could turn someone on, there were three very decidedly limp worthy things.

Flesh Gordon, the second of our double feature, was alot better. It’s the 1970′s crazy take off of the sci-fi classic series Flash Gordon. While it featured way more dirty naked hippies than anyone would really wanna see, the story was so very over the top funny about the planet Porno, its evil ruler Wang, and a sex ray pointed towards Earth.

It turned out to be a rather amusing evening after all.

But on a similar note perhaps, I’ve noticed that every morning for the last few days all I can think about when I wake up is Elf. I know I go through cycles when it comes to desiring the flesh of my long-haired transgendered pre-everything beautiful friend. So that’s not really all that surprising. But sometimes the dreams and thoughts are so strong. –sigh–

Last night Colin, Elf, and I ended up watching two bad flicks. One of them was called Gamebox 1.0 which was yet another direct to DVD gamer inspired movies. Oh, you have to get your hands on it, because it’s so so bad.

Anyway, between the three of us, we polished off an entire bottle of Kahlua and an entire bottle of Stoli Rassberry Vodka. But here’s the suck/rule part. At one point, I had Elf in handcuffs. This was after he used some duct tape and pulled off a nice swath of my arm hair. So you see why I needed to exact revenge!

And with him in handcuffs, I still didn’t take advantage of the uke! I mean, a little poking and prodding tickling and groping of the ass. But I mean, with someone in handcuffs, and having had alcohol, there could have been some real deliciousness to be had!

So either I suck because I didn’t do much of anything.
Or I rule because even when presented with such overwelming possibility, I respected my dearest Elf.

God I’m such a fucking loser.

Spiderman, Spiderman,
Does whatever a spider can
Spins a web, any size,
Catches thieves just like flies
Look Out!
Here comes the Spiderman.

Is he strong?
Listen bud,
He’s got radioactive blood.
Can he swing from a thread
Take a look overhead
Hey, there
There goes the Spiderman.

In the chill of night
At the scene of a crime
Like a streak of light
He arrives just in time.

Spiderman, Spiderman
Friendly neighborhood Spiderman
Wealth and fame
He’s ingnored
Action is his reward.

To him, life is a great big bang up
Whenever there’s a hang up
You’ll find the Spider man.

UPDATE at 7:30am: Not surprisingly perhaps, I didn’t like Spiderman 3. I found it the worst of the three with so much to complain about. Parts of it were downright retarded.