My parents are gone this weekend. 1 week. I'll be gone the next weekend. 2 weeks. Then I'll be able to go to Houston. 3 weeks.

I broke the news to him tonight. He was oddly... upset by the news. He wants to come down here this weekend. I know if I do that my sister will come over. She's got a 6th sense. Evil!!! I very tempted to have him come down ( Read more... )

So I've thrown up twice today and, as a result, I'm sweating like no other. Nothing's solid, if you catch my meaning. I slept in until 12:30PM from 10PM last night. Then took a nap from 2PM until 4:30PM. It's 9:45PM and I shall be heading off to bed presently. I haven't cried today. Then again I haven't been conscious most of today anyway. Tomorrow ( Read more... )

My manners are still intact. Which is a good thing ( Read more... )

...since my last post. About time I posted something ( Read more... )

I had my traditional Christmas with my family. It was nice. Familiar. I didn't break down in tears on Christmas morning. Good sign. I'll be honest, I was hoping for a Christmas Eve/Christmas visitation, but it didn't happen. I felt oddly at peace on Christmas. As though he were right there with me. I shared my thoughts, internally, with him (as ( Read more... )

I went graveside today. What should have taken 1:45 to drive took 2:30. Stupid busiest traveling day of the year. So I arrive and park my car in the parking lot and walk out with my package. It was a seemingly long walk there. I found myself stopping by other graves and saying, "Happy Thanksgiving," to the person buried there. Taking a few minutes ( Read more... )

The re-reading is going smoothly. The beginning of the reading was hard but the end of it was one of the bright moments in the manuscript. So I ended a little early... on a high note. I feel good about that. I really have enjoyed the re-read, despite the content. I didn't make nearly as many mistakes as I thought I did. I made 7 mistakes in 15 ( Read more... )

I do not write to so that I can relive a horrendous, destructive, dark time in my life because I'm a masochist. I do it because I hope that my story reaches the right person. The one who needs to know that they are not alone. The one who needs to know that they are not at fault. The one who needs to know that they did not do anything to ask for ( Read more... )

Straight people laughing at gay humor stereotypes. When we, as gays men (and I'll include bi men for friendship sake, and they kinda get it but walk a fine line), laugh at a stereotype it's fine. Because we're poking fun at ourselves. But when straight people laugh then they're laughing at us. That just upsets me.

...does anyone else think it's odd that we don't have revolutions like we used to? We just put up with the same BS until there's a natural disaster or there's someone who has to answer for some fraud or scheme? We don't stop shit before it happens anymore. We're reactionary not proactive. And given the state of the planet, we need to be a little ( Read more... )