December 2011
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Seeing My Dad
My dad is a little cruel but hilarious. Upon our arrival, he specifically tells us that he got me a cheesecake with lady fingers laced inside, warm french bread, butter made of sweet cream, and pâté for a midnight snack. Immediately, he turns to face my sister and sternly goes, “Oh, and here Sophia. I got you a grapefruit.”
^^;;
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I Love Gardening
Purchased an Osakazuki Japanese maple, 4 azaleas, and 2 Japanese Black Pines (plus 4 bags of different fertilizer). It was a purchase of $70 brought down to $20 by a very gracious Home Depot associate. Sure, gardening doesn’t sound like the most masculine thing for a boy… but how about this?
Landscaping our yard, shirtless, in the sun, working with nature and the earth. My muscles flex...
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Newton Faulkner - Gone in the Morning
The Mind gone to Waste: One of my best friends... →
atinypanda:
So this is long o’erdue but I really wanted to dedicate my time to writing this post.
This is Brian (the one on the left), he’s one of my favorite to be around.
We met about 2 years ago. I was just hanging out in the LGBTRC and I see this big eyed asian walk into the space. I knew from his…
*hugs* As have you shaped me as well, good Sir. This was incredibly sweet and I...
Be Your Own PR
With age, our relationships become more complicated. Long gone are the days of when we all could play in the sandbox together, and all we had to worry about to avoid being ostracized was getting caught picking your nose in public. With age we look more from our playmates. We look for common interests, morale, stability, and symbiotic growth.
As wonderful as these traits are even this...
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WatchWe’re disgusting fat asses. >:]
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NDAA 2012
Why Obama? Why? Please tell me that there is more reason to this. Tell me that there is more than what the media is telling me. I believed in you and your social changes: closing Guantanamo Bay and ending Bush’s CIA interrogation methods, repealing DADT, ending the war with Iraq, and supporting diversity and gays everywhere. Hell, I even gave it up for you when they shot Bin Laden even...
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Was judged from our waiter for splitting a dessert with my guy friend. Grumble. Grumble.
On a side note, why are the careers such douche bags? I cant seem to put down this book.
You have satisfied me by your 2 mins on gchat. See, im easy. :)
I don’t expect you to be devoted to me, but when you leave every week to another country and not keep in touch, I can’t help but feel abandoned. I miss you.
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A gay man can't be raped... Just ask the LAPD - My...
This is my story:
I had been staying in Hollywood to work and hang with friends for much of the month of August, and all was well besides the typical drama one would find in such a big city where people never seem to sleep.
On the night of August 29th 2009 I decided to get a bed at the Orange street hostel right off of Hollywood blvd instead of staying with some friends who...
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The best compliment I’ve ever received was that I energize people.
Just call me your human battery. I’ll charge you right back up again.
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A secret to having a relationship
is having very low expectations.
If they’re low enough, you’ll always be pleasantly surprised.
San Gabriel Valley
First thing I did when I came back home was collapse in the grass. Given that it was 5:30am in the morning, I hope you can imagine how much I really missed my yard. True, I live only 30 miles away but I haven’t been given a real reason to come back. There definitely is less stress by the valley than in LA. More green, more space, less traffic congestion, and parking is free.
Though,...
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Confidence
I’m comfortable. I need to blog about this!
I’ve given myself a general rule of thumb that in new environments it takes me 3 months to adjust.
Pasadena City College: 3 months UC Riverside: 3 months Job: 7 months, and what a miserable 7 months it was
Finally got comfortable in my own skin again. Fresh breath of air. Wooooooo. What a fight that was.
I’m torn - confused. My thoughts are diluted with that similar of a naive high schooler. I want a certain someone to read this but at the same time, I want to communicate in the most indirect way as possible. How complicated you made everything for me. How you’ve saturated my mind with just one thought. This is not a message of blame but of guilt ridden affection. If only I could...