Wow, so much has happened. There's never a dull moment these days... I am officially moved into my new place. It's beautiful, and I am staying for a while. Rent free. Yeah. I also started my new job, equally satisfying. I could use a few more hours, but I'm not complaining yet. Most importantly, I've decided, after having finished the application ( Read more... )

The best part of staying at my uncle's house is my opportunity to peruse books titled "My First Time: Gay's men's first sexual experience Vol. 2" and "Boys for Live". These are, in fact, editors' furtive opportunities to publish soft porn, but ones that I relish. I read the first three stories from the former and, whew, Wild Boys should have been ( Read more... )

I was haphazardly strutting the aisles of American Apparel in the Udistrict yesterday, looking for underwear or something. Their advertising caught my eye--strips of film cascading down beams and walls, featuring one person sexily posing on a bed in multiple positions. Walking by one wall i had to look closer. It was my friend Jennifer Heifetz from ( Read more... )

I've just packed my car for another 4 days of house sitting at the uncle's. For not being a tenant, I sure stay there a lot. Tomorrow I have to take care of overdue research at the U of WA library. I will make Friday movie watching day, visiting the downtown theaters to catch up on releases in the last 3 weeks. I'd rather not be doing any of this ( Read more... )

Thanks to the chivalrous cousin who fixed my vcr yesterday (at a huge cousin party at my house-woo)!. With it, I've concluded Anne of Green Gables and Anne of Avonlea. My favorite fictional characters IN THE WORLD are, no contest, Elizabeth Bennet of Price and Prejudice and Anne Shirley of Avonlea/Green Gables. I wonder: was I provincially drawn to ( Read more... )

Can I elect somebody to come over and fix the VCR? The manual is gone, so it must be fixed by instinct/knowledge of Sony 80s VCRs. It's a chord problem. I have spent all of my instinct taking a practice GRE this morning, so no, not me. who who?

Time for the self. Time for others. It's a fragile balance these days. What used to flow so naturally is now a little more calcuated ( Read more... )

The hardest weekend has passed, and my toes are turning up. I got a lot of graduate applications stuff done, and I got to hang out with buddies. One friend and I stayed up watching movies until 4:10am on Sat., with periodic breaks for relatin' and laughin'. We were on the southend beach at a 3rd party house-sitting house. The perimeters of the ( Read more... )

The fog was thick on the top of the island today. Driving, I could see maybe 50 feet around me. I thought: It's shielding me from troubles, a thick cloud of sanctuary. Then I thought better: everything I love is within a 50 foot radius of me ( Read more... )

My back is starting to form to the shape of a couch. Not just one couch, for I sleep on many including: my parents, Emily's, my uncles, and the one at work. Studying historical and cultural sleeping styles would be an interesting project--couch sleeping is likewise an intriguing cultural study ( Read more... )