Tonight the Prince from work brought his newly out gay roommate to Sidetrack. He was hoping I would bestow "gay wisdom" on the boy, barely 24, as he emerged into the "gay" universe. It's laughable to think I would have any advice to offer ( Read more... )

it was a year ago this first Sunday in March that I was to receive the phone call that has dictated my entire life since. The call from my landlady saying she was taking my apartment. And it feels as surreal now as it did then. Like a never-ending, living nightmare. I still sometimes wake up in the morning wondering if it was all in my mind until ( Read more... )

At least in recent years, if not for my whole life unknowingly, I've been on the quest to understand and become a "real man". I suppose recently I've reached that age where, even though I still imagine myself to be young and immortal, logically I know this not to be the case ( Read more... )

It has been a dark time recently. The clouds of depression continue to surround and immerse me in mental turmoil. I have come no closer to accepting my new apartment as my home, nor have I been able to let go of any of the bitterness over the shafting I received from my old landlady ( Read more... )

Working with this kid at the office is painful. Every day he comes in here with this youthful attitude, fresh off a workout. He comments jokingly about how I need to exercise because I'd be less miserable. As if it were that simple. As if I haven't tried before and hit any number of brick walls ( Read more... )

Insomnia set in this week and with it has come a real sour attitude. Surprise ( Read more... )

Four years. That's how much time passed where, every morning regardless of the day of the week or the holidays or the hangovers or if I was in someone else's bed, I had to get up and check those fucking servers for our clients. FOUR FUCKING YEARS ( Read more... )