I am a fan of Jude Law. I am also a fan of his style. 
The front and the back. Yup. Of the same man. Some soccer dude from Italy. Something to look at.
Last night we went to Philly's famed Woody's for some cocktails. Wednesday is kiddie night (18 older to get in). It was fun. We never ever go there, like twice or three times a year. Since Kevin has off this week, I thought we should do something so he doesn't go stir crazy. Interesting to go out and see the zoo, the petting zoo. When I awoke today though, I have been thinking somewhat obsessively about an acquaintance of ours. He's a relatively attractive guy, young, around 25 or even younger than that. He's in school for a profession that deals with people alot....a field that could in some way, be considered a human service industry...you have to be on your toes and alert. Well anyway - as it turns out he's sorta on a spiral into hell...using lots and lots of drugs - and it has me all worked up. Because he seems to be able to keep on functioning in this role, and party all the time, and not have any real negative consequences to his actions and use. Let's be clear, I am not judging him or what he does at all, not one bit. But it is really scary to me for some reason. Last night he was all - all twitchy, all over the place - and looked pretty freaky. It's sad. And it makes me feel sad. And happy for myself too, happy that I know the difference at this point in my life, and that despite all the bad decisions I might make, I can make some pretty sound ones too, and know when i have to get the hell off the bus and breath. So.
I feel good, but empathic. Annoyed, but rationalized.
We also met these twins who go to Columbia, and they looked all of 12 if you ask me, but it was interesting to see these two in Woody's. I dont' know why, just sorta interesting. And one of the guys we were hanging out with, ended up hooking up with some dude who kept smacking people. He was so aggressive, un nerving to be around.
Oh. I got a hair cut last night too. Me likey. I still have a fat head, but i can still give good face.
All my love.
Nate
i am on this ride. yes i am.
Kevin is prone to being sick on spinny upside down rides. Not me. The more intense the better! This one was a challenge. While on rides, i tend to fixate on the possibility that it might break, that the mechanics will snap in two. While upside down on this one, I was gripping with all my might on the safety feature. Not good. Not good, but it is always worth it. Risk.
This ride is .....fun. But it's dark in the picture because it was dark in real life. It was about to pour, and we still got on the ride, and then froze after. At the end of the ride people can shoot you with pressure water guns, and some punks got us good. I was soo soo pissed !!
I want.
For Christmas. Kevin and I have not done our Christmas exchange yet, since we were in Florida until this morning. We'll do it on Friday. I want this. It's on sale honey darling. So please. Bring. It.
Oddly enough, I am still awake. When the alarm went off this morning at 3:30 AM, I thought for sure that i was toast. That things would be tough for me right about now. But I am doing ok. We flew back here this morning early, so that i could be at work. What a stupid thing to do, but my boss made me. I feel a little bit annoyed right now, and a little testy, and I have to stay late tonight because i agreed to see a client an hour after my usual time, but thats because i am so great. Hopefully the client get's his/her full hour's worth of therapy with me. Just tired. Oddly enough i was willing to extend my day even further today in order to get my hair cut, but my salon appears to not be open, as well as any other salon. Is this normal practice on the day after Christmas? I am so confused.
Florida was nice. It was not sunny however. We went to Universal's Islands of Adventure. I love it there. Kevin took a lot of great pics which i will put a few on here, none of which are going to be of me, because suddenly i look horrid. Which is where the desire, intense desire, to get my hair cut came from. Looking at the pictures, of which me are deleted. Is that proper grammer? I am tired, as it turns out. good night.
Ummm, still a little bit foggy from saturday night, it was a long one....full of holiday cheer and mishaps.....so many mishaps. i suppose none that are too dramatic, but got to spend some time with old friends and new ones. I lurved it, while i was in it....but let me tell ya.....Sunday sucked, a lot. It has taken me a whole day to start to feel like a human. or a version of myself. Wish me well padre.
This article was online today......it made me sick. SICK !!!!!!!!!
A 13-foot boa constrictor wrapped itself around its owner's neck and killed the man in his home, authorities said.
An acquaintance found Ted Dres, 48, inside the snake's cage Saturday and called police, the Hamilton County Sheriff's office said.
The snake was still strangling Dres when deputies arrived, and the officers had to work with members of an animal protection group to remove the reptile, the sheriff's office said.
I totally lifted 
this photo from http://gaylab.blogspot.com/. It makes me happy. and a little sick to my stomach all at the same time, which is why i suppose i like it. Twisted. Dark and Twisted.
At any rate. My itunes are working, and I am so so happy. I was ready to go out and buy a new computer....stupidity sometimes seems so damn logical. Had such grand plans last night, to go out and do something, but we didn't, which ended up being ok in the end too. Life is good.
And you, And You, AND YOU, YOur gonnA loVe ME !
I was an extra in the most recent installation of the Bond movies, Casino Royale. This was between takes right before Daniel Craig started to fall out from the poison they put in his Martini...which was neither shaken nor stirred. It was a fun shoot, although Daniel was so tense in this scene, it made me nervous.
In the face of being labeled, i have to put it out there, and i have to do it loudly. I may recieve a glare from those bloggers who escape cliches, but I gotta keep it real.
THIS BITCH IS UNREAL. We just got back from Dreamgirls. I can tell you, in all honesty, I am one emotional young man. I cry, I laugh real loud, I do it all with a great deal of ummpffffff !!! For the entire time she was singing that damn song, that anthem, I'm Tellin You....whatyoumacallit.....I had goosebumps the entire song, I truly think it was the most moving song I have seen....Really.
The rest of the movie had its performances, sure, it was good. But she was hot, miss jenny hudson worked my p out.
for sure.
As well as the guy who sat next to me. A functioning autistic....I keed you not. He was. He kept rocking back and forth and waving his hand up in the air. That is fine, what was really hard to deal with was the way his laugh lingered. Inappropriately. and Loudly. I was dying. But i got over it, until the end, which is when he lost his shit.....the holy ghost came down and bleed into his soul. WOW.
Effie White and me though, we is girlfriends now.
Alright good night, gotta go mess with my insanely screwed up ITunes.
By
Yesterday at the gym, i had my ipod blaring in my ears and one of our friends, who always sorta makes me feel like dog meat because he's so attractive came up to me.....and leaned down to my cheek......i couldn't hear what he was saying.
In my mind I had no idea what he was doing, was he coming in to give me a kiss on the cheek (has never ever done this, in the gym especially), was he saying a friendly hello? So I began to try and kiss him on the cheek, just as I was taking my earphones out....
"Huh?" i say reallly loudly......still trying to make skin to skin contact, it was then i heard him,
i am having a party next weekend.....
I heard nothing else, i was so so so mortified....
TGIF MF
Credit where it's due. Kev took this when he went to NYC last week for the day. I love this picture. Makes me smile.....and makes me know that I have to get my ass up to NYC during this holiday season. I love it !!!!!!!!!!!
Last Friday night.....in case you can't see the writing on the cake.....it says, Happy 40th Birthday Kevin.....kidding. kidding. He's not 40, much much younger.....Ain't he cute? Cute as a button I say.
Oh mr jake shears. If you are reading this, and happen to be anywhere in these United States, please come to philly and hang out with me. I would be so fun and nice, and totally interesting to talk to, unless of course you didn't want me to be interesting, in which case i could just um......you know, lie there. and be entertaining, yes thats what i would be is entertaining, in a very discreet way, because i know you were depressed while making Ta-Dah and you like discreet quiet times, as well as wild stripper kinda times. Which would you prefer....just....just, oh I love it when you call. I love it when you call, but you never call at all.!
Love always -
your thousand word man - nate
If you see kevin today. It's his birthday. Say hi, say happy and say so sad...to be so old. HE heheheheh. kidding, and he is so young.! at heart...no really, i jest. i jest.
happy day everyone, and happy birthday kevin. Love you and hope friday is fun.
Smooches. from Hooches.
Sorry, for the simplistic gay content over the last few days. I can't help myself.
Today though I have an excuse, I just came from the dentist. I want to know what goes on in that mouth of mine, what is he doing as he pokes and pulls and drills and squirts?????? What I know is that if I were alive in the 18th century, I would have no teeth in my head. I have the worst choppers eva.
Anyway today I got a retreat on a root canal i had done three years ago. It hurt. I've had my fair share of root canals, but this one hurt and it took forever. But i wish he would tell me what he's doing as he is foraging in my mouth.
Currently I have three teeth doctors looking after me. An Endontist, A general Dentist (what are they called) and a Peridontist (for crown lengthening). I HATE IT. I get so nervous and anxious and then it hurts. What makes you want to be a dentist anyway? What gives?
Not to mention, I have recurring dreams of my teeth crumbling out of my head, about once a month, for as long as I remember, and I wake up so afraid that I no longer have teeth.
Buy me some Blue Bandana Gonches to make me feel better please.
and thank you ahead of time.
Nate
Much to my surprise, I logged onto my blog today and found that i had to update to a new beta version......which also loaded 6 comments that people had been leaving over the course of a few weeks.......and i was so so so happy. You see, with this thing, you never really know who is reading or if what i am saying means anything to anyone.....and, well without comments it gets a little ........frustrating. It's nice to hear from people.
So thank you for comments, past and future.
As i mentioned in the last post, we had fun Saturday, minus my breath....which created much self doubt - to some extent, i mean the etoh took over at a certain point, which was fine.....but the party and the people were great.
So interesting to see things change. When we moved here we had a set of friends and after 5 years the face of our circle has changed, and even now...the folks we've been hangin with of late are new friends, and it's interesting to see the quirks and strengths of each of these guys show themselves.....I saw a few quirks saturday night, as did they see some of ours, i am sure....it's refreshing, thats all i am tryin to say. Tres bon.
um...we have a slow week ahead of us, which is ok...sorta needed i guess, i want to go see a few movies, paint some walls in our house, so it's good.
Saturday night we've been invited to 3 parties...i'd like to hit them all, but who the hell knows if our old asses can handle that ??
alright - have a fun !
ps- who 's the smart ass who asked in the comments where i got my hair cut???? show yourselves.
zee paparazzi.
last night we went to two parties. and then two bars.
My boyfriend, once upon getting to the second party, indicated that my breath smelled like dog shit.
End of story.
I will assume all is right in your world today. I hope it is, things feel ok in mine. Ok, not amazing, but ok.
which is nice. not wonderful, but nice. Last night was sorta bitter for me....and i am going to tell you about it. Have a seat, maybe on this dude's seat, or you can sit on your own if you so choose.
After work, we had a "session" and then ran over to the Launch party for some restaurant/bar, called XIX (19 for those who don't do roman numerals)...anyway, it was very classy and very very special.....I can't tell you how nice this place was, and how good the crowd, food and drink was......and yet, i felt like a pile of shit. I was wearing my work clothes still and was wrinkled and messy looking....it felt horrible...and to top it off...to top it off !!!!! There is this woman. This woman, whom I want to punch in the forhead....she is a living, breathing nightmare. She looks like an overweight ogre (mind you ogre's are fat by nature). Her nose sorta tilts up, in a piggish style, and she wears oddly fitting clothes..this is harsh and mean, and these days I am trying to give up being a faggoty bitch - but jeeeeeeeezus....she drives me nuts. She is affected in her speech and tries to relay a constant feeling of "your less significant than me" to those whom she talks to....always about money and what she's accomplished....ANNNNYway - she loves kevin, loves loves loves kevin. She actually knocked me off balance by bumping into me once to pass me and hug and fawn over kevin. She was shit faced last night and I basically had to leave because she put me in such a fowl mood. and i felt full, like a tick. and fat. and i hate food !!!!
Bitter, in oh so many ways. I want to go back there tonight though....and play pretty. join us.
alright sally, see ya later.
have fun and be good.
i know. i am very very gay. i definately like boys. i am a boy who likes boys. i like hairy legs wrapped around mine. i like a nice facial scrub when i kiss my mate.
i also like britney spears and her ability to make me want to dance and shake that shit.
i am waiting girl. waiting.
for.
it.
neight.
the.
gr8t
P.S.- i also like the blond boy in the background of this picture, with his bottom lip all curled and screeching like a 13 yr old pubescent girl. in his nice turtleneck. and highlighted hair.
