I Know You're Broken
Hey everyone, I got a new phone today and it's a new phone number: 0412 747 244. My other number still exists but I'll be using this new phone more often because I can upload mp3s to it and I'm sick of needing a key to use my old phone that has three missing buttons and heaps of water damage. I'm also moving back home to Deer Park by the end of the month. Fuck this paying rent and bills bullshit to be in a house that smells funny and never has any food. And I'm going back to work at Northcote next month, which is cool cause I love working with the people there and it would be good to get away from the weird old OLD gay man I work with at Collins Street who keeps wanting to know about my sex life and always catches me out when I'm perving on a hot customer. He slipped me his number in my shirt pocket awhile ago and said to meet him for drinks and I thought he was joking, but when I looked at the paper it really was his number.
Oh and I picked up a guy at Q&A last Thursday, Pete. It's been three days and he's already giving me messages saying he misses me and wants to see me already when I just saw him this morning. But I'm not thinking anything of it yet just to avoid disappointment. I'm gonna stay cool about it just in case he turns around and says he just wants to be friends like all the other boys before him. I met up with Paul for lunch - he paid so that was good. He's officially broken up with his boyfriend but he's had sex with his new boss at his new job already. I've learnt something from him - he just doesn't want to committ to anyone so I think it's good that we're just staying friends. At least now I know it wasn't because there's something wrong with me - which there is anyway.
I'm determined to finish 'God Hates You' this weekend. I might upload some of it to LJ. All the drinking and shit I was doing while writing it through the past year has made it quite 'surreal' but I think it still works. It's weird going back to all that happened while I was in Egypt now - it seems like a lifetime ago, and now I have a different perspective to all the fucked up bullshit I was doing and experienced. This is good/bad/doesn't matter. Makes me want to go back.
Oh and I picked up a guy at Q&A last Thursday, Pete. It's been three days and he's already giving me messages saying he misses me and wants to see me already when I just saw him this morning. But I'm not thinking anything of it yet just to avoid disappointment. I'm gonna stay cool about it just in case he turns around and says he just wants to be friends like all the other boys before him. I met up with Paul for lunch - he paid so that was good. He's officially broken up with his boyfriend but he's had sex with his new boss at his new job already. I've learnt something from him - he just doesn't want to committ to anyone so I think it's good that we're just staying friends. At least now I know it wasn't because there's something wrong with me - which there is anyway.
I'm determined to finish 'God Hates You' this weekend. I might upload some of it to LJ. All the drinking and shit I was doing while writing it through the past year has made it quite 'surreal' but I think it still works. It's weird going back to all that happened while I was in Egypt now - it seems like a lifetime ago, and now I have a different perspective to all the fucked up bullshit I was doing and experienced. This is good/bad/doesn't matter. Makes me want to go back.