When I blogged on Friday, I was expecting to do my first solo trapeze coaching session on Saturday. There were four people signed up: Steve, plus friends Lacey, Jaime, and Moet. This would have been perfect because it was small, populated by people who'd had a few classes and would know the language, and kind of be a trial run for future classes ( Read more... )

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"I'm so glad I ran into you guys," said a former editor of mine. Steve and I were out at the Instinct magazine party in West Hollywood and ran into him. "I need some hot guys for the cover of our upcoming Gay Pride issue." I smiled, my ego swelling . Then he adds, without any malice or bitchiness because he honestly thinks I may be of help, "So if ( Read more... )

Steve and I were quite excited about having no plans this weekend because we could chill out, spend time together, and not stress... Yeah, that didn't work out. We had a fun weekend, but it wasn't as calm as we'd imagined.

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