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.
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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.
