...I'D TRADE ALL OF MY TOMORROWS, FOR ONE SINGLE YESTERDAY
Monday night I mourned the loss of a fantastic and special individual in my life. Thanks to the people that came to the Moon for the extemporaneous gathering to help me get through the difficulty in my life *mwa*
After getting the really terrible news on Monday, my life is slowly convalescing. Making last Sundays thing a two-night stand on Wednesday night alleviated the pain (or maybe just transferred it from my heart to my ass :P). It was his birthday, I was his birthday bonk HAHA.
What didn't help my torment was having to endure another night of the truly pathetic Holler show at Pink. I know I probably couldn't do much better, but if I had their skills I wouldn't get up on stage in the first place. Admittedly though, the fact that the guys were hot made it slightly more bearable.
Friday night I hung out at the Terrace with Adam and crew before heading to a party in Victoria Park for a friend, David. It was fun hanging out with some of my street working friends. Hearing what they would do for how much and how big their cocks were was slightly titillating. And hearing how much money they make is certainly appealing... Anyways the party was OK, and then Connies after that was really terrible. The only thing that made it tolerable was hanging out with Ben (oh and BJ, Colin and Adrian :D).
Connies was crap again last night, there weren't that many people out. I don't know if it's just too cold for faggots, but a lot of people haven't been venturing out. But Connies was definitely not the highlight of my night. Joe was. We fed each other cake in a park. How... quaint. So yeah, he's a definite possibility.
And of all things, today I did GARDENING. Well there wasn't much garden involved. But digging holes and putting in posts was. It's for the landscaper coming sometime this week. He was needed when we first moved in three years ago (yes, we haven't had a lawn in the three years since building this house!!), but I'm glad we're finally getting something done. My back is sore from digging *boo*
So yeah. Still hurting from last Monday, but somehow, maybe, I think I'll make it through.
- Adam
PS Lent is 14 days through and still going strong :D
After getting the really terrible news on Monday, my life is slowly convalescing. Making last Sundays thing a two-night stand on Wednesday night alleviated the pain (or maybe just transferred it from my heart to my ass :P). It was his birthday, I was his birthday bonk HAHA.
What didn't help my torment was having to endure another night of the truly pathetic Holler show at Pink. I know I probably couldn't do much better, but if I had their skills I wouldn't get up on stage in the first place. Admittedly though, the fact that the guys were hot made it slightly more bearable.
Friday night I hung out at the Terrace with Adam and crew before heading to a party in Victoria Park for a friend, David. It was fun hanging out with some of my street working friends. Hearing what they would do for how much and how big their cocks were was slightly titillating. And hearing how much money they make is certainly appealing... Anyways the party was OK, and then Connies after that was really terrible. The only thing that made it tolerable was hanging out with Ben (oh and BJ, Colin and Adrian :D).
Connies was crap again last night, there weren't that many people out. I don't know if it's just too cold for faggots, but a lot of people haven't been venturing out. But Connies was definitely not the highlight of my night. Joe was. We fed each other cake in a park. How... quaint. So yeah, he's a definite possibility.
And of all things, today I did GARDENING. Well there wasn't much garden involved. But digging holes and putting in posts was. It's for the landscaper coming sometime this week. He was needed when we first moved in three years ago (yes, we haven't had a lawn in the three years since building this house!!), but I'm glad we're finally getting something done. My back is sore from digging *boo*
So yeah. Still hurting from last Monday, but somehow, maybe, I think I'll make it through.
- Adam
PS Lent is 14 days through and still going strong :D