Aww, Terese, Just Shut Up, ok?

Terese, Terese -- you, of all, should know better than this. Of course, the "chopped liver" refers to the female anatomy but it is not directed at you or any other female friends of mine. They are not part of this -- I'm speaking of "generalized" females. Drop your charade, please -- most lezzies would say, "Take that ugly stick away from me." What is the difference, you fakey trollop? ;-)

Am I in DC or not? That is the question that should be already answered. I *am* not in DC for Rock Festival. As much as I wanted to go because lots of people talked to me about coming. But few people talked to me that Rock Festival is for college students, and I am beneath on that. So guys, enjoy your time! Be sure to share the exciting events that might happened at the Rock Festival like seeing Bobby sucking some Jon in the corner, ok? ;-)

This week was pretty brutal at work because of the audit coming up. I am pretty nervous -- since I am responsible for the program to be evaluated by the state office of mental health to get the certificate (if poor, 1 year -- if great, 3 years) to keep the program. My first audit coming up. EEEK. Plus some other circumstances that I do not want to mention, though.

Dylan enjoyed his time at The Hole, Slate and hanging out with me throughout the portions of New York, today he is going to help me haul some stuff to a new apartment in Manhattan.

Manhattan? Yes, I am moving to East Village in Manhattan from Park Slope in Brooklyn. And I'll miss Park Slope and probably will visit once in a while but I'm glad to get out of this apartment because the Landlord upstairs is imbecile. She is in her 60s, she entered the apartment without knocking or letting me know. A major forbit! She always said, "You're deaf! I have to enter!" I told her, "No! No!"

I decided to get out of this garbage so ... hooked up with a gal in Manhattan for a place to live. Should be an adventure!!

After that, I will take Dylan to Brooklyn Heights where he'll see the spectacular view of Manhattan that is often being filmed in the movies then we shall walk over Brooklyn Bridge and mingle around Uptown for some time.

On a serious subject, Harvey Fierstein is correct. Harvey said we lacked the HIV negative role models. We need to show the community about the positive role models of HIV negative people. One blogger lashed out at him for trying to stigmatize HIV Positive People but that is not Harvey's goal. Harvey is trying to stigmatize the virus. Most of HIV Pozs embraced the virus and barebacked and barked at people who complained about their continued promiscuity. Where is their compassion for the humans? It appears that they are probably mad at the world so they do not care whether if they infect someone or not. Maybe they wanted to secure their rights to be promiscuous? I'm not sure what they wanted out of this, though.

Harvey is correct because we always see the HIV Meds posters in NYC and DC how hot guys are with Poz. We need to have the posters of diarrhea, crix body, facial wasting and kaposi sarcomas to stigmatize the virus itself and we need HIV Pozs to tell people who do unsafe sex that living with HIV sucks and explain why. GeekSlut's blogs are bit erotic and at the same time, he explained about his frustrations with his HIV. But he barebacked. But he has points, but he has opinions. But he seems to be angry and protective when it comes to HIV issues.

Sometimes I get tired of hearing HIV Pozs talking about fucking some guys last night without condoms because "they" did not ask for a condom. Sometimes I'm glad that there are few people who are running out of time, I certainly think they do not deserve to remain on this planet if they do not have a compassion for people by suggesting the safe sex policy.

R-

Here's Your Birthday Girl!

Carrie, Carrie

Guess what today is for you?
It is your birthday, only reserved for you!

Happy Birthday, my dear Carrie.

May the day goes well for you,
One has to bet that AJ is thinking of you,
Even playing in a basketball game!

Happy Birthday, California-Canadian Gal.

Even we are 2,942 miles apart,
You are still in my thoughts!

Happy Birthday!!

*1,754 kisses from me to thee!*

R-

Borrowed Time

Today, thanks to the weather, I am vicious. I just wanted to say that someone is living on a borrowed time. And it is running out. Such a poetic justice if you ask me.

I'd like to go to the District this weekend. But I'm not sure. Decisions! Decisions must be made! Oh, fuck. I find it hard to believe that Vanilla Ice is actually coming to Gallaudet -- actually, I saw him making a comment on Surreal Life on TV a while ago that he vowed that he will *never* perform as Vanilla Ice.

Mutaytor was great band ever to grace the Rock Festival at Gallaudet. I was tripping on several fronts and throw alcohol in it, and seeing the Mutaytors doing unbelievable stuff. I still VEE'd at one lady who wore huge wedding dress and were wearing some taller wooden sticks to walk around but she slipped on the puddle of water, her dress were exposed openly right straight to my face. Remember I was tripping and I was like, "Get that fuckin' chopped liver out of my face!!" after seeing her exposed vagina right next to my head.

Larry, Mitch, remember the gal that I pulled her hair down and cause a drama at RF? I said, "Did your mother teach you this?" Then pulled her fuckin' hair down so hard that she fell on the floor. That bitch has no business of pulling the wig that I was wearing and trampled on it.

Anyway, Dylan is coming to my palace tonight. In fact, we'll dine tonight and chit-chat for hours, perhaps.

Tomorrow, I shall take him to a place and he'll be pleased with it. *smirk*

I met a cute guy last night named Logan. He is studying at Fordham. You know me, I like intelligent men more than pretty bois. You can have pretty bois. They bore me to death. Oops, did I say "death"? *hysterical laughter*

Ahh, I like Bobby's idea -- ask me 3 questions. Anything. I dare you. But beware, I get a kick out of shocking people about anything, really.

Cheers,

R-

Well, well, well ... good thing I did *not* go!

Heard that the Triple XXX event was so ... sinful. I'm proud of Nardicio. That dude knew how to party. He is irresistible and yet, so down-to-earth and laidback guy.

The next one, I will be there. No question.

I made some adjustments to my blogs -- I removed Terese by accident. So she's back, again! Santini is on it, too. And I also created a new one category reserved for "them": Hearies' Blogs. Narcissism 101 is the first victim. Liked his blogs. Very creative and hope someday, we'll bump into each other and he says, "YOU!" And I say "You, you fakey ho!" :-)

Cheers,

R-

Rain, go away!

I hate the rains in NYC, because the bus hits the wetty pothole, and the water inside the pothole splashed onto the sidewalk, hitting people indiscriminately. Then the sidewalkers shouted with gibberish words.

I hate diarrhea right after eating Chinese food. I love soy sauce but it made my rectum go like a fire hose blasting everything out. And it burns! Please remind me NOT to eat Chinese food with soy sauce right before I go to a gay bar. Don't want to look bad in front of pretty boys like Mighty Maloney or a stud like Corey Tut.

Yeah, I ate Chinese food last night and my date was the toilet for few hours. *sigh*


Sarah, nice to see your blog up and running. *grin*

Cheers,

R-

Is It Me or Them?

I noticed that there are many gay bloggers who huddled with each other and supported each other even with the fact that many of their articles are putting me to sleep.

I wonder why.

You know, I'm surprised that there is a clique within the blogworld. How pitiful.

R-

Few Observations

Today on the city bus (m15), I saw a cute father teaching his adorable son around 3 years old how to sign with his hands from 1 to 5. He taught the boy, "1, 2, 6, 4, 5". I smiled, grimaced and sighed. But thanks for the efforts, Breen would say.

Then during my break, I went to C-Town market on Avence C. Saw a woman working there using the nametag, it reads: Licelot. Who would name their kid, Licelot? Certainly not me.

Must be in the air.

R-