I think it is pretty much a done deal that I am moving this show over to Blogspot. For some reason, LiveJournal doesn't like the formatting that I use on Apple's Word equivalent. It's not like I'm asking for it to go to Mordor and back--I'm only asking it to put spaces between paragraphs!

Sidebar: I don't even ask it to indent my paragraphs.
So, if ( Read more... )

I think, as weird as it sounds, that sometimes, I genuinely forget that life is hard.

And I don't mean life in general, I mean being gay.

If you believe that being gay is something I chose to be (or something along those lines like how I chose the gay lifestyle or something) and therefore I am not a victim because I am entitled to the hardships of ( Read more... )

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I went to the bus stop for work today and the bus never came.

There was another gentleman at the stop and he informed the message at the UTA was that the busses were running on holiday schedule so I offered him a ride to the bus that would take him where he needed to go. Turns out he was "family" which according to my friend John means that he is ( Read more... )

                This blog was born a year ago-give or a take a day.

It was to chronicle the ongoing adventures of the start of my gay life and one year later, I feel like I have lived another existence. There have been so many changes and coming to terms and periods of growth and through it all I find myself happier if not sturdier. ( Read more... )

I sat there in class today and realize that when I thought about it, I began to be acutely aware that I was aware of the fact that I was gay.

Makes sense?

Does this ever happen to anyone else? Not just with sexuality? But like how one would realize (progressively more acutely-ier) that one is the only man or woman in a group, a certain member of any ( Read more... )

Today was the first day of my second semester at the Big Purple--the Flying Double U, the Big Pee, the Flaming Purp, etc.

I have slipped in the snow/ice three times now since I lived in Utah...number three was last weekend when I was helping Bruce take down the Christmas lights and was backing up while holding a ladder. A rock buried under a feet of ( Read more... )

Clonazepam 1 mg - take one at bedtime ( Read more... )