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Okay so I know I’ve kept you in suspense for the last day regarding my date with Frank on Wednesday.  (My prediction regarding the kiss was pretty spot on.)  It went really well!  So I don’t know about anyone else but I always try to feel out how serious the date is.  I try to answer questions like are we going Dutch tonight, or is he going to pay for me, or should I pay for him?  It gives me a handle on how serious the date is…you know feel it out.  So I get to the theater first and I buy the tickets just to see what happens.  He shows up and I tell him that I got tickets for us….P.S. we saw “Fired Up”) and what does he end up doing…giving me a voucher for a ticket.  I guess we answered that question…going Dutch.  So we get into the movie and it is basically me and Frank and 3 other couples.  The movie begins it’s really funny and I learned one thing about Frank he has loud and distinct laugh…he literally LOL’s…he is the physical embodiment of LOL.  I’m sure it annoyed some people in the theater but I found it kind of charming.  As the movie progressed there was some knee to knee rubbing….just a gesture to let each other know that we are attracted to one another…then there is some finger touching and rubbing.  I’m enjoying the whole date at this point.  When the movie ends Frank offers to walk me to my car…very gentlemanly of him, and I end up giving him a ride back to his car.  We sit for a bit and decide that we are going to have brunch on Saturday together.  I am giving him my best come kiss me body language…he is kinda sitting in my car looking a little scared of me…I lean forward even more and we keep making small talk…so finally I take his arm and tell him it would be okay if he kissed me.  He says he would like that….he plants two quick, light kisses on my mouth.  There is a graze of tongue, his lips are cool, and he tastes like mint….I wasn’t expecting our kiss to be like that at all.  I’m so use to a booze fueled make out session that I forgot how nice it is for someone to just kiss you.  Frank then says he is glad we are taking it slow.  He then asks me to come with him as a guest to a concert on Thursday evening.  I accept and then we exchange goodbyes and we drive off.

 

I think it is fair to say he is interested in me.  Especially after I hash out the date last night 😉  So Yesterday at work Cody texts me and our just going out for drinks Friday night turns into dinner and drinks.  Our casual date suddenly takes a on a much more official date like feeling.  After work I end up at home and I get ready for the concert.  Frank picks me up and we are off.  Here the concert is of different music faculty around the Erie School District.  There aren’t many people that come to see the concert but Frank knows practically all the faculty playing.  He introduces me to all of them…there are lovely and very kind to me…but I can see it some of their faces…Frank and his friend who is 20 years younger…are they together?  Perhaps I am being to quick to judge or I’m over analyzing the whole situation but it still weighs in the back of my mind.  After the concert we grab some coffee and dessert and have a nice conversation.  My whole plan is to push the envelope a little bit.  No sex of heavy petting but a little more making out.  Frank has made it clear he wants to take it slow and I’m okay with that.  My plan is to get him to walk me to my door and make out a little bit.   After coffee he drives me home (Lauren is out drinking with friends…Score!) I invite him up and he obliges.  In fact he ends up coming in.  So I give him a tour and we end up on the couch watching the news.  We cuddle a little bit..he has his right arm slung over me and my back is on his side…he is rubbing my chest…tweeks my nipple a little bit, he kisses the back of my head (Frank is scoring points like crazy0….this is a little more than I bargained for…so I decide it is time for a little make out session.  And we start making out…the kisses are soft and hesitant at first, then they warm up.  We are giggling, he tries to tell me he wants to leave but I tell him not to…we keep kissing and I tell him I am texting Lauren to not come home…I reach for my phone but he holds me back, he playfully holds me against him, we are still laughing but I manage to get my phone and get the text out.  I quickly turn around and keep kissing him…At this point it is adequately clear that our clothes will stay on and we resist exploring below the belt with our hands.  This is purely an above the waist, clothes on, make out session….I still managed to get out of my dress shirt though LOL 😉  Suddenly I start getting texts back I know they are from Lauren…Frank reaches for the phone wanting to know what they say…I laugh cause I am straddling him and I hold my phone out where he can’t reach it…I causally mention look who’s got who now, we are laughing and he still can’t reach.  Lauren declares the apt. mine for the next hours…seconds later Lucy (who is out with Lauren) texts me back “Slut.”  I’m laughing really hard now and Frank still can’t see the text messages.   We end up making out for the next hour.  I’ll leave it up to your imagination to what we did, but there was some straddling, grinding, lots of kissing, ear nibbling…all the fun stuff…that ended with me having a hickey.  It was such a great make out session…it was hot yet playful…we didn’t do to much yet we did just enough.  One of the best parts too was that he would ask me to just hug him and I would just snuggle right into him and nuzzle his chest.  I’ve not had many guys just flat out ask me to hug them….it was great!

 

So now you are up to speed on my dating week.  I will see Cody this evening and we will see how that goes.  And them I have brunch plans tomorrow with Frank…I’m hoping he will ask me back to his place to cuddle for a bit before I leave this weekend for a house warming party.  We will see.  Now in terms of the whole age thing….I have thus far enjoyed my time with Frank.  I could see us going out more and I am going to sit back and enjoy our time together at the moment.  I am going to try and not think about the social ramifications of dating someone who is older than you and just enjoy it…I’m not going to try and define it quite yet.  We will see what happens. 

 

Tell me how you guys are doing.  What are your plans for the weekend?  Any good hook ups recently?  Have a lovely weekend everyone and I will have updates for you all on Monday 😉

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Hello ladies and gentlemen; I hope you all have had a lovely weekend.  Mine was jammed packed and I am paying for it this exhausting Monday afternoon.

 

You know the saying “when it rains it pours” well that seems to apply adequately enough to my dating/love life.  We know about my search for Price Charming has led me currently to Brad…who doesn’t seem to working out as I thought it would (which I’ll explain in a bit)…well wouldn’t you know I go our Friday evening and I meet someone.  Let us not get to excited yet there are some terms and conditions that come with this one.  As I have mentioned I have been doing some LGBT activism work and though it I’ve met a ton of people (most of whom I can’t remember their names because it’s such a fast introduction and then work)…while I was out on Friday with Steve I end up running into one of the guys we had met.  His name is Frank.  He’s there with a couple of his friends and we all start chatting…I’m eyeing up one of his friends that I’m thinking I will end up on the dance floor with when Frank begins to pay some attention to me.  He comments on my glasses and calls them sexy….not a compliment I usually receive…and he strikes up a conversation with me.  I’m drinking not heavily but enough to enjoy the evening and I can’t help but flirt back…I can’t help myself when I get some booze in my system.  It’s really nice we chat with each other around the bar, the conversation is not forced, I’m enjoying his presence, in general he seems like a nice guy.  He buys me a drink, and I make an innocuous comment that he is trying to get me drunk to get in my pants…he laughs and says maybe…would I try to stop him if he tried to get in my pants….probably not.  Why not?  Because while even though I tell everyone that I want to some traditional dating I am still a man who likes attention and sex (perhaps shallow but true).   All of a sudden “Sexual Healing” (how ironic) (the Shaggy version which I coincidentally love) comes on…what do I do…slug back the rest of my beer, throw my arms around Frank and tell him to take me out on the dance floor to dance with me….wouldn’t you do that.  So there we are, I’m in a semi-boozy haze, with a man that seems to be attracted to me enjoying one of my favorite songs; Frank is doing all the right things putting his hands on my hips, sliding his fingertips just into the tops of my pockets, or giving a slight tug on my belt loops…just enough to be coy and sexual without being to overly aggressive or creepy…I am enjoying myself…we keep dancing for a bit.  Eventually, we move off the dance floor, he is getting ready to leave we exchange numbers….I have ulterior motives obviously at this point….who doesn’t want to make out with someone on a Friday night when it just so happens your roommate is out of town and you have your apartment to yourself.  We exchange goodbyes a quick peck on the lips and he is gone…I text him to come over…he tells me that he didn’t want to because I was to nice and special to do that (good answer) I tell him that the offer still stands, he says it might be moving to fast for him (another good answer even though I do want to make out with him), he texts me back telling me he is already regretting not coming over (the Russian judges give him a 10 out 10 for that all star text) and eventually we say good night to each other.  We spend the rest of the weekend texting each other.  Some of the texts are fun, some flirty, others just texts.  We’ve been hashing out a date possibly this week which is good.  All in all I’m pretty excited, but there is one problem……he is 20 years older than me!!!!!! Eep.

 

So I don’t know what to do.  He seems really nice, said all the right things, wants to take things slow and be more traditional in terms of going on dates (which for all intensive purposes doesn’t mean a commitment), but I don’t know what to think about the age thing.  I mean I don’t know if I want to date someone who is 20 years older than me…but on the other hand everyone who’s around my age (who’ve I’ve tried hitting on, asking out, etc.) has never really given me the time of day.  Take Brad for example, we talked on Thursday and had open ended plans to maybe go out on Monday (to get to know each other).  I don’t call until Sunday leave a message and he still has yet to call me back.  Of course I am over analyzing the whole thing with Frank.  But, he has shown me more interest than other guys and I don’t want to not take that with a grain of salt.  I’m going to call Frank tonight see if he does want to go out on Wednesday for dinner…and see where it goes from there.  Who ever said dating was fun must have been married…or on a lot of acid/cocaine.  Okay I’m freaked out a little and just ranting wildly on my blog.  I’m done…maybe…thanks for listening….you will hear more…perhaps even today :/  Okay moving on!

 

I watched the Oscars (Frank and I texted all night though them sorry I’m done now) and I enjoyed the format this year.  I loved the idea that they created a 1940’s bandstand etc.  Let’s take a moment and enjoy Hugh Jackman and how delicious he was…the dresses were flawless.  It was just a great Oscar’s night…especially when “Milk” took home two prizes.  Sean Penn deserved the Oscar and I loved his speech especially when he lampooned those who voted for Prop. 8.  But, I think the best was when Dustin Lance Black won Best Original Screen play!!!!!!!  His speech brought me to tears….I’ll admit it.  When he told all those young “boys and girls that they were beautiful creatures and that god loves them”…it was beautiful.  I don’t know if he will realize that telling these young gay men and women that they were full of worth and value was an important and validating thing for many of them(us).  In a world of hate and marginalization Black spoke beautifully and poignantly about the value of human life even if that life is gay…what he said had more of an impact on me than any religion or religious person has said to me in a long time. 

 

 

Of course I was rooting for “Milk” to win best picture but I knew deep down inside when “Slumdog Millionaire” won at the SAG awards Best Picture it would take home the Oscar’s Best Picture.  I was so excited that Kate Winslet finally won an Oscar…and I loved all the Best Actress and Best Supporting Actress nominees.  I think they are great and that they will have long careers ahead of them.

 

On a final note I not only worked all weekend I also drove to Buffalo to go to a wedding with Lauren (she was in the bridal party and looked flawless).  Yes, Frank and I texted during the entire reception…now I’m done.  The wedding was beautiful and the reception was a blast.

 

Okay I’m done for now, I’m sorry for the long post and it’s randomness and obvious lack of form.  We will discuss my neurosis a little more once I find out if I am going out to dinner with Frank. 

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Hello all I am currently deep in my 2nd mug of coffee today and ready to blog a little.  So as I had discussed in my last post I was out Monday night in the hopes of meeting up with Prince Charming…but alas the universe dealt me another blow and he was not at the gay club he said he would be at (or he left before I got there)….what a bummer (yes I used the word bummer oh snap! I have to stop….)  What did I do instead ran back to the arms of my much older lover….I couldn’t help myself…he had seen me at the bars days earlier…the chance encounter eventually led to a phone call that night which led to phone sex which led to Sammy passing out with the phone plastered to his ear with his lover still on the line….I’m sorry I was drunk!  Since the fateful night, which I lovingly refer to as the tour de phone, I’ve wanted to see my lover (or lova as some of you Sex and the City fans may refer).  After three weeks of no contact with him (I was doing really good) my efforts crumbled Tuesday night :/  The chance encounter, the phone sex, and the absence of Prince Charming led to my ultimate demise…it was to much for me to handle! (**Sammy contemplates flinging his arm over his head like all the damsels in distress do, then passes out, but realizes the spectacle it would create and instead takes a swig of his coffee**)  So I have to being the no talking with lover vow from scratch again.  I made it three weeks last time…I am going for four weeks this time!

 

What else is new…last night at work I had to contend with a verbal WWF smack down between some females that were in the office.  All I know is that I heard ladies yelling in the hallway and then there were tears and all I could think was, “what did I do to deserve this?”  The thing is I’m not a counselor and these were adult women.  Well one woman was an adult the other was a 18 year old in an adult woman’s body…she kept walking around tell a bunch of us that she was going to punch us and or knock us out….she also said she was going take it to the parking lot.  Needless to say I was less than amused.

 

 

The only thing that topped the verbal smack down was the fact that there was a mouse in my desk drawer at work yesterday.  Let’s just say I might have had a packet of cookies in my drawer, in case of an emergency (like intense hunger or a verbal smack down) and imagine my surprise when I went to my drawer and found the cookies out of their packet…and the packet ripped to shreds by a small animal that had once carried the fleas who carried the bubonic plague in the dark ages.  Gross!

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 I hope this finds everyone well and resting after an eventful Thanksgiving holiday.  I apologized, yet again, for life interfering with my blogging.  I know you have all been foaming at the mouth waiting for my next post 😉 

It has been a mess of two weeks.  My boss was out of the office for a week and I made a terrible assumption that the few days prior to my tiny Thanksgiving vacation would be low key…I was dead wrong.  Work turned out to be a mess of phone calls, projects, and other various tasks that had me wishing for my next cocktail.  Along with this and the ever present threat of snow in Erie (which never came) my trip home to Pittsburgh had me frazzled by the time Wednesday rolled around. 

I managed to finish work and head home.  I could only stay one day with my parents considering the coming Saturday would be a wedding reception I had to attend for the couple that was married in Oklahoma.  Thanksgiving was wonderful it was great being with  my full family and extended family on my Mother’s side…unfortunately I had to miss my second Thanksgiving dinner with my Father’s Italian side of the family due to the reception…which,  may I add, is punishable by Italian death!

I managed to get a visit in with my High School best friend, who’s Father got me drunk, then I fell off my first two steps of my porch…it was slick out (this was the day before Thanksgiving so no I wasn’t drinking and driving).  I arrived late Friday evening in Erie and caught some quick hang out time with Steve at his place of employment.  I still want to make out with him even though I know it will be a mistake.  Saturday I was up early pressing shirts, grooming myself for the reception and wrapping gifts etc.  Lauren picked me up and we were off to Ohio for the second reception.  We stayed at a nice hotel and the reception was a fun, drunken mess.  Lauren’s parents were there and all these great people from my Alma Mater.   The next day we had brunch with the groom, bride, and their families then it was off to Erie again…this time with the Bride’s friend from OK. We hit it off so well that he decided to come to the reception then crash with us until tonight.  He is a lot of fun but I can’t tell if he is gay or not.  He has straight tendencies then he will call me “honey” or refer to Lauren as “sweetie.”  Again I kinda want to make out with him but I think I’m not going to test those waters quite yet. 

So here I am two weeks later and bushed.  I thought after October life would settle down a bit and it hasn’t.  It seems to have dragged on into December.  All I know is that I’m going to be going steady, in terms of work and holiday preparation, until Dec. 24th…the day I get to drive home for Christmas.  Even then I don’t stop because along with my holiday festivities two days after Christmas I fly to DC for New Years.  I’m beside myself with everything.

On a political note…I’ve been more active in our LGBT community group.  We had a folding party last week to get the Erie Gay Newsletter out…we participated in the postcard mailing join the impact has been talking about.  What is really cool I don’t know if I’ve blogged about it yet is that Erie was featured in the Advocates blog on their website regarding our Prop 8 Protest!!!!  It was uber exciting and validating knowing smaller areas were getting some of the attention considering we had a smaller turn out then in places like San Francisco, New York etc.  We are planning other events and things to do in terms of gay activism.  One of the cool things we have been discussing is having a gathering at one of our local theaters to go see Milk (which I am dying to see!)

What else what else what else.

My love life or lack there of is in its typical state of gay mess.  I am still “seeing” John even if it’s for even games of gay wrestling.  I managed to give my number to the guy that Lauren works with at her second job.  I made another assumption thinking he was more my speed and that he would call me…and I wrong again.  2008 has not been the year of men for Sammy.  It’s the typical fashion for dating recently with me…but it’s okay the spell should be broken…right!?!?!?!!?  Then there’s Steve.  Steve and I have been hanging out pretty regularly.  I think it is safe to say that he is one of my first true gay friends that I can commiserate with.  It’s nice to have someone like that.  I mean Lauren is great but she’s not gay and it’s a little harder for straight people to understand the inner workings of us gay men.  And I’m sure she is sick and tired of hearing me rant on and on about being gay.  The problem with Steve is that I can’t rectify my feelings for him.  It started out with me wanting him, then not wanting him, then being his friend then still wanting to make out with him.  I look at him and I can see potential boyfriend material.  He’s a little rough around the edges and yes he is brash with what he says but there is something of a decent moral fabric there….but then again I’m typing with my rose colored glasses on and that has the tendency to get me in trouble.  He needs some fine tuning but he’s got some character.  But I’m not sure if he is attracted to me.  I am stuck in the hard place of wanting to see if something happens, not wanting to scare away my first gay friend…ugh it’s just a big old gray area. 

 

Well that is about it for now.  I hope you all are gay readers are continuing checking in with join the impact.  We have day without gay coming up and so on.  We have to keep ourselves active and continue working for our rights! 

 

I hope you all are doing well and had a WONDERFUL Thanksgiving!!!!!!  I hope it was filled with tons of food (especially turkey my favorite!!!)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tons of pie

 

 

 

 And perhaps some sweet man candy 😉

 

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Okay so it has been a week since my last two blogs.  I just wanted to do a quick update as of my adventures lately. 

 

It has just been one of those weeks with back to back work events every night, work itself, and getting ready for this wedding in Oklahoma.  I am running around like a theoretical chicken with his theoretical head cut off.

 

I leave for Oklahoma on Tuesday and that means I will not be able to post for over a week.  I might die.  Both Lauren and I are in the wedding so I’m not going to have much time to sit down and write about my experiences until I get back.  But that is okay you will definitely get all the good details.  Word on the street is that the bride to be has a gay cousin…what I’m just saying….like you’ve never thought about it. LOL

 

Also in terms of gay dating and relations Craig and I have been seeing each other pretty regularly this past week.  We have made it clear to each other that we are not looking for a relationship (which is very good).  I know I’ve bemoaned in my blog about not being in a relationship and all the good that comes with it and being lonely….well I have man needs that I need to attend to.  You know that song, “Lets get physical, physical…I wanna get physical”…well I’m getting physical then I’ll attend to long term relationships.  I am hoping for a booty call later this evening from Craig.  I deserve it I’m almost completely packed the apartment is clean and I’m basically ready for Oklahoma.  Some man on man gay stuff would be a nice reward for being so prepared.  But we can’t do any gay wrestling on my bed I just cleaned my sheets and frankly I don’t want man stained sheets to come home to and Lauren will be home and I kinda like to be loud (don’t ask).  I know that you have all thought about this so whatevs!

 

This past weekend was spent doing routine stuff to get ready for this trip.  Hair trim up, cleaning the kitchen and bathroom, sweeping the floors, laundry, packing etc.  I’m just ready to get over to Oklahoma and have me a good time.  Well that’s about it for now.  I’ll try and do a special fun post tomorrow before I leave.  If I don’t here is something for you to enjoy…..I need me some skrimps!!!!

 

 

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I know all of you that read my blog are feeling neglected and miss my gay musings. I apologize!  My event for work is done but things are still flying by.  I am impressed with how booked my October has been.  So here are a few quick updates.

 

Last weekend was low key lots of laundry and wedding gift shopping.   I have an uber big wedding I’m attending in Oklahoma the second to last week this month.  Both myself and Lauren are going to be in the wedding.  Unfortunately, I will be unable to blog that weekL.  I also have two back to back weddings this weekend.  The nice thing is that I am just a guest.  Whew just dancing, eating, and drinking.

 

On the dating front….things are still a big old gay muddled mess.  I met Craig out for drinks on Monday…it resulted in LOTS of fooling around in his car.  It was welcomed!  I tried to let Craig know that I wasn’t really looking for anything official; I’m just looking for STF aka sexy time friends.  That may be mean but its true.  I just hope he understands.  We have emailed back and forth and talked on the phone a couple of times.  I have offered myself up to have some fun times but he doesn’t seem to respond to my advances.  I can’t figure out if he is just worried about it, or the age difference is too much (I am five years younger than his last boyfriend), or if he is looking for something more in terms of a relationship (which I’m not in the market for as of yet).  He certainly seemed interested while his hands were down my pants.  But then again, I am advocating a no strings attached fuck buddy kind of thing (excuse the swear, but I have no idea what else to call it other than “friends who occasionally see each other naked and do gay things to each other”) LOL.  I’m sure this comes with the territory.  It will be nice to have a weekend free where I don’t have to think about it…although I do hope to get a salacious text from him or something.

 

With that in mind I consider myself still on the market.  Lauren just discussed with me a coworker that she has who she believes is gay and she seems to think we would be a good fit.  I have stopped by at her work and she’s pointed him out to me.  So last night I made an emergency stop at her place of employment with Lucy in the hopes of introducing myself to him.  IT WORKED!!!!  After some minor shopping, you wouldn’t believe what you home with from a store when you specifically go there to flirt with a guy, Lucy and I stepped into line.  As we are standing there I ask him about his other job and he looks at me confused and I casually mention that Lauren who works with him has mentioned him a couple of times and that it was nice to put a face and a name together.  I introduce myself and Lucy to him he shakes my hand.  Nice firm grip…he is quiet spoken, taller than me, short almost buzzed reddish blond/brown hair, he has a beard…there is a certain dreamy quality about him.  Something happened to work out in my favor, I couldn’t find an item in the store so someone had to go and get it for me…they left me at the checkout allowing me some quality time to flirt SCORE.  Lucy and I get into an economic discussion while he checked someone out as I waited for my item.  Afterward he finished the check out he ended up commenting on our conversation that we were having between us meaning he was listening!!!  So my item comes and I check out, just before I leave I lean over and say to him “it was nice to meet you” and I think I said I hope to see him again.  I think I’m not sure but besides that he responded with something like “I’ll see you again” or something like that.  So it was a good gay flirting adventure.  We’ll see what happens.

 

So that’s the mess known as my love life at the moment.

 

Also, in the political rant realm I would like to say

 

 VOTE NO TO PROPOSITION 8!!

 

I’m over these people trying to stop gay marriage.  If you vote for it you are simply voting against the “equal protection clause of the California Constitution.”  Basically what people are saying is that every one is due equal protection except when it involves two men or women who love each other and want to be married.  People are fucking hypocrites (and I’m not sorry about that swear).

 

For those of you who do not know what Proposition 8 is let me explain.  When two men want to marry each other, in California, previously they would run into a little problem called Prop 22.  Prop 22 defined, in California, marriage as being between a man and a woman.  Just as a side note, at one point in time in California their marriage language looked like this “…defined marriage as: “a personal relation arising out of a civil context, to which consent of the parties making that contract is necessary.””  Sounds pretty gay friendly doesn’t it?  Well eventually those people who can’t handle to men loving one another (and women loving women) managed to get Prop 22 passed thus gay marriage was done for.  That was until May of 2008 when the California Supreme Court declared that Prop 22 violated the California Constitution.  To the happy gay couples of CA this meant that they could marry, and marry they have.  Now in a desperate legal turn individuals have produced Proposition 8.  This is basically the same language as Prop 22 only if it wins in the voting booths in November, Proposition 8 will change the language of the California Constitution.   This means the equal protection, guaranteed by the California Constitution, guarding will be done away with. 

 

Literally the words protecting the right for men to men and women to marry women will be erased from the law.  A RIGHT THAT WE DESEVER WILL BE TAKEN AWAY FROM US.  I DON’T KNOW HOW CLEARLY I CAN STATE THIS.  LET ME TRY AGAIN….LEGALLY PEOPLE WILL TAKE AWAY A RIGHT THAT WE WANT, DESERVE, AND CURRENTLY HAVE IN CALIFORNIA.

 

Now let me say this if you are gay and living in California and not registered to vote then shame on you.  This is important for the gay community.  I don’t care if you don’t believe in marriage or don’t want to get married.  There are a significant amount of others that do want to get married and because you didn’t register to vote you are basically apathetic.  Rights that we want are being taken away from us and you can’t even go register to vote is offensive.  Those hypocrites that want to take away our rights depend on people like you with your apathy to help rewrite state Constitutions to their liking.  It’s sickening.  Also, if you are registered to vote and vote for Proposition 8 I think all your rights should be taken away from you…do you like talk of taking away your rights.  I didn’t think so. 

 

 

 

Finally, I would like to point some things out about the VP debates from last week.  First, I love LOVE that Palin can tolerate me, lucky me (ahem dry sarcasm).  Secondly, go figure they would spend only two questions on the whole gay marriage issue, once again we gays are second fiddle to the economy and foreign policies.  Finally, I am a liberal Democrat and I would vote for Obama except Biden exemplified exactly the reason why I find it hard to vote for them.  Biden stood in the national spot light and said he would protect gay rights (notice he said rights but never said marriage) but when asked if he believed in gay marriage he said personally no, the same with Obama.  Now I know it is nice to finally have an Administration that will to some extent fight for gay rights, but publically Biden said he didn’t believe in gay marriage.  I have to be passionate about my gay rights because there are many people who will not back them.  How can I vote for someone that only goes halfway?  He will protect gay rights but he doesn’t believe in gay marriage.  Isn’t marriage a right I should have?  It’s like me saying something like, women can vote but I personally don’t think they should vote or be in the political world. 

 

I’ve voiced this to several of my friends who are upset over the fact that this issue is keeping me from voting for Obama (and may I say I would never vote for McCain).  I’ve been told it’s the best I have right now.  Well, why do I have to settle, am I not allowed to want more from my President and Vice President?  It’s like being paid lip service.  If Obama or Biden don’t believe in gay marriage personally how can I expect them to fight for it on a nation wide level if need be?  It’s not an issue that can just be swept under the rug.  How can I be sure that they would be passionate advocates as others are about gay rights and marriage?  I want a politician who believes in what they say on a political and personal level and perhaps that’s more than I can ask from someone but I truly believe it is something that should be asked of our leaders. 

 

Well that’s about it for now…I know it’s long but I had a lot to say.  Have a great weekend.  Let me know your thoughts about Prop 8 and the VP debate.

 

Here’s hoping all of you get lucky this weekend!!!!!!!

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Alright let me pick up where I have left off.  As I mentioned I was torn between two guys Steve the meanie guy that flirts with me and the older sexual harassment guy…we’ll call him Craig.  I also left off with my Alma Mater’s Homecoming looming.  Homecoming was a spectacular blast.  We had tons of people stay with me and Lauren at our place lots of booze, lots of fun etc.  Friday night I had a slight development with Steve.  We were both drunk at my Alma Mater’s favorite bar hangout and having a broken conversation.  He did not go to my college but he came with several friends to hang out will all us alums.  We end up leaving, he got a ride home with friends, me in a taxi with a few other friends and we start texting.  I managed to get back into my bedroom and crash on my floor when I get a text from Steve “I want you in my mouth”….abuhhhhhhhh.  I was flattered, excited, and somewhat confused by this exclamation.  We had flirted but in the back of my mind I had not really thought anything would have come of Steve.  I’m drunk and I’m pretty sure I send a text back that wasn’t sexual in nature but ponderus…my cell phone blinks with a response from Steve, “ I want to suck  you off”…could my 11 months of strike outs with the boys finally have worn off?  Have I just scored a homerun?…my cell phone blinks again.  It’s Steve, “j/k”….what in the world I wonder, then another text “just kidding.”  At this point, between the massive amount of booze circulating in my system and these weird text messages, I’m totally confused.  We text for a few more minutes when he tells me he is texting his EX-BOYFRIEND…I pass out downtrodden. 

 

The next day I receive a text from him apologizing for the perverted texts…I haven’t texted him in three days.  Needless to say, the universe screwed me over again, not surprisingly.  I’m sad but not surprised.  For the moment Steve is out of the picture.  I don’t time or patience to worry about a guy who is hung up on his ex when I took the time to flirt and make myself available to him.  Available for dating and such…what kind of available are you thinking of?????

 

The rest of the weekend goes of without a stitch.  It isn’t until Monday that things get interesting.  So I am at work and Craig and I have been emailing each other.  Mostly about the event I’m hosting but there are flirty nuances in the emails.  So I give him my personal email.  In one email I ask him what he is doing.  He responds going to a movie, and asks if I like Woody Allen films (queue the Juno Quote “Woody Allen! I love Woody Allen.”  That’s would be Juno’s friend Leah who is flirting with an older teacher…the situation is reminiscent to my own at the moment).  I tell him I don’t mind them and that my evening was going to consist of going to a lecture about Civil Rights, MLK, and the political race with Obama.  He then asks me to join him at the movies….hello Vicky Christina Barcelona good bye Civil Rights lecture.  (I couldn’t help myself…you would do the same)  So we meet at the theater.  He had a couple of free passes so we go in and it is me and him and these two older people.  Drat, I totally would have made out with him in the theater.  The movie was awesome and we then go out for drinks…I’m thinking this is kinda like a date but kinda not.  After two hours of drinking and talking and A LOT of touching, he asks if I would like a tour of his house…meager come on but I am totally down with it.  We get back to his house and I do get a tour and then the real fun began.

 

I know I know you probably want all the fun and gay details…I’ll give you just a few.  It was fun, after 11 months I know I still got it, it was fun, I still have a few scraps of dignity still intact, it was fun, no we didn’t go all the way, it was still fun, and I might be meeting up with him on Sunday….did I mention it was fun!

 

After our fun all I could think is of that moment in Under the Tuscan Sun where Diane Lane has sex for the first time after her divorce and she’s bouncing all over her room chanting “I still got it… (grabs chest)…I still got it…(laying on her back kicking her legs like an excited child…I…Still…Got….It.”  I had the same type of reaction, it just wasn’t in my bedroom therefore it was a little reserved.  Note the picture below

 

 

So I don’t know where this is going.  I am not putting to much thought into it.  He is older than me; perhaps we are friends that just like to fool around…I don’t know and I’m not going to try and label quite yet…I’m sure that won’t last long though…that’s my neurosis talking.

 

P.S. He gave me his cold……

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