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Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who'll lie under the stars & listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep...Wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you're in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, and who thinks you're just as pretty without your A&F clothes on ;-)- One who's constantly reminding you of how much he cares & how lucky he is to have you...The one who turns to his friends and says "that's him"
So, I stole that from B-Randon, who I <3. I think it sums up pretty much how most guys my age feel. Presuming you are a.) single and b.) gay, but nonetheless, everyone can relate to this.
Everything has been going really well in my life. My house is still a mess, which aggrivates me to no end, but I just cannot find the motivation to clean it. I need to have someone over who has never been here before. Maybe then I will get off my lazy ass. Well, I guess I shouldn't call my ass lazy these days because it has been dragging me to the gym. Everyday my ass says, "Steve, time to go to the gym."...and I go. Well, it doesn't say it everyday, but everyday that I schedule to work with my trainer. All in all, it makes me feel better. I mean, physically, I feel a lot worse the next day, but it keeps me mentally happy as much as working out can. It gives me something to strive for, which is something I constantly need in my life. I hate not having a goal to reach.
You know how when you're single and want a boyfiriend, no one wants you? And when you give up on them altogether, they bumrush you like a horde of Ethiopians fighting for the last biscuit. Well, I kinda feel like that is happening to me right now. Not that I'm complaining. Well, I kinda am. There is one who seems to really like me, who I really like talking to. There is one who waited til I was enjoying talking to someone else to make his feelings known. There is one who I have talked to for a long time, but didn't actually meet until last week, and now he decided he wants to get to know me better. Then, there is my husband, who is jealous of all the others. I kinda know which one I want, but I also don't wanna mess things up. I don't know. Maybe there is something to celibacy.
Mardi Gras weekend was a huge hit!!! It all started Thursday night when we went to Pittsburgh to advertise for the weekend. This is where a lot of the boy drama started. Oh well. Friday night, I didn't have to work, but I didn't drink either. Instead, I opted to assist with the fabulous Nicolette Paige. Although I only saw 2 seconds of her show, I know it was amazing, as always. I stayed up all night watching Will & Grace with a friend, then missed decorating at 1:00. Around 3:00, I heard a knock on my oor while my phone was ringing. It was Jason and Chad coming to wake me up and make me go to the bar to help untangle about 20 strands of beads before they said I could go home. I was peturbed. I came home, went to the mall, came back home and made my Mardi Gras outfit. It was HAWT!!! I hopped around behind the bar in just a pair of white boxer briefs all night with hand prints strtegically placed on the gentle areas. If you wanna see, and I don't know why you would, just ask and I'll show you a picture. Basically worked my ass off that night, came home and me and Jason crashed. It was basically over, except last night was a little shindig at Weezies. We pregamed at Bryan and Luke's, which I always enjoy. Drank some, went to Eat'n'Park, came home, danced around my house while I listened to Usher and here I am!!!
I think I'll go sleep for a bit.
Zzzzzzzzzz..........