another strand saturday
Strand Saturdays always start out so promising. Plenty of free time to surf the web, (although I'm at work so I can't look at porn--which is what surfing the web usually consists of for me) LJ, look for better jobs, etc. But after a while it all gets depressing. There are no better jobs and the search for them is just tiresome. I already mentioned that porn is totally out. And, I'm just not the LJ whore that I should be. Strand Saturdays become a monotonous routine of pretending to catch up on work and aimlessly searching the web any small tidbit of excitement. If I don't get into grad school I'm going to kill the person standing closest to me when I open my rejection letter.
Gay male New Yorkers have been a little friendlier to me than usual lately. 2 days in a row I have been blatantly cruised on the street. Yep, the ole smile as you pass, 3 steps, turn around, grab the crotch routine. Yes, it's disgusting, and YES it is I LIVE FOR IT. Those little 30 second sidewalk relationships are the high point of my day.
Stop fucking talking about Howard Dean. His rant was not that exciting, nor was it particularly "tempermental" as the media love to point out. Jesus H. Christ, they're acting like he ate a fucking baby. He didn't. I'm not saying that he has my vote, per se. But I am saying that if you are swayed to vote against him because of that speech, then you are a moron and deserve another four years of GWBush.
New Yorkers everywhere are avoiding metal grates on the sidewalk after a woman walking her dog was electrocuted when she stepped on a grate that had thousands of volts surging through it. I must admit that I have even stepped around a few and then realized how silly I must look awkardly dancing my way down the streets of New York. What this experience has taught me is that I need a dog who I can let walk in front of me...
Gay male New Yorkers have been a little friendlier to me than usual lately. 2 days in a row I have been blatantly cruised on the street. Yep, the ole smile as you pass, 3 steps, turn around, grab the crotch routine. Yes, it's disgusting, and YES it is I LIVE FOR IT. Those little 30 second sidewalk relationships are the high point of my day.
Stop fucking talking about Howard Dean. His rant was not that exciting, nor was it particularly "tempermental" as the media love to point out. Jesus H. Christ, they're acting like he ate a fucking baby. He didn't. I'm not saying that he has my vote, per se. But I am saying that if you are swayed to vote against him because of that speech, then you are a moron and deserve another four years of GWBush.
New Yorkers everywhere are avoiding metal grates on the sidewalk after a woman walking her dog was electrocuted when she stepped on a grate that had thousands of volts surging through it. I must admit that I have even stepped around a few and then realized how silly I must look awkardly dancing my way down the streets of New York. What this experience has taught me is that I need a dog who I can let walk in front of me...