Oh, sweet heavens. Manhattan is NOT ready for this gal!
R-
Friday, May 21, 2004
"But, Officer Smith, it is not my fault if she looks like a garbage can!"
Had a haircut, looks nice. I look like Toby now. Jen, my administrative assistant, said that I looked like much younger (But Jen, I'm only 30!) man and looked so professional (But Jen, I already am a professional!).
Either way, I like it. Maybe I can score a certain guy like Shane, Randy, Matt or Evil Robot? Jayson, maybe? Who knows?
Whatever.
Was reading the NY DAILY NEWS today. I smiled a little. GBNY is going to be at Barrage on West 47th Street. A guy was assassinated in a broad daylight just 3 blocks east on the same street at Diamond District by 47th Street and 6 Avenue.
Spooky?
Now back to the headline, there is an article that makes me wonder what was in this gentleman's mind when it happened? How can one mistook someone for a garbage can?
My co-worker told me last night that he never had sex with guys over 300 lbs but after doing it with this particular guy (who is also his current boyfriend), his attitude with bigger men completely changed overnight. He prefers big or bigger men. I just stared at him. I do not know what to say nor think.
Ahh. I still remembered the day a guy rejected me because I was not fat enough. That was a nice change from guys who said I was not thin enough.
I need a guy like Jayson. Benis. Oswaks. Evil Robot, Matt or even a male mannequin will do just fine.
But no Tim Tricoli please. Ugh.
R-
Either way, I like it. Maybe I can score a certain guy like Shane, Randy, Matt or Evil Robot? Jayson, maybe? Who knows?
Whatever.
Was reading the NY DAILY NEWS today. I smiled a little. GBNY is going to be at Barrage on West 47th Street. A guy was assassinated in a broad daylight just 3 blocks east on the same street at Diamond District by 47th Street and 6 Avenue.
Spooky?
Now back to the headline, there is an article that makes me wonder what was in this gentleman's mind when it happened? How can one mistook someone for a garbage can?
My co-worker told me last night that he never had sex with guys over 300 lbs but after doing it with this particular guy (who is also his current boyfriend), his attitude with bigger men completely changed overnight. He prefers big or bigger men. I just stared at him. I do not know what to say nor think.
Ahh. I still remembered the day a guy rejected me because I was not fat enough. That was a nice change from guys who said I was not thin enough.
I need a guy like Jayson. Benis. Oswaks. Evil Robot, Matt or even a male mannequin will do just fine.
But no Tim Tricoli please. Ugh.
R-
Don't You Love These Last Minute Events?
Before I entered yahoo.com, I groaned. I saw the movie advertisement of "Garfield The Movie". This time, it is not a cartoon. It is a real cat. It appears that this coming summer, we will have lots of fun films.
Yassine just emailed me with a sense of urgency that she needs a place to stay for a night before she goes back to The Netherlands. Needless to say, I said "sure". I never said "no" to any friends of mine even with the last minute thing. How awful am I, Evil Robot???
Actually, I felt sorry for Yassine because when she gets here, we will go straight to Barrage to check out the GBNY scene (depends on who's going) ... then onto Deaf Professional Happy Hour (DPHH) in East Village, hosted by our Mistress Breen. That might be too much for Yassine, all in a night. Should I take her to The Cock, just to give her the sense of climax? Only time will tell.
Last night at America's Restaurant. Web never knew what hits her as everyone surprised her for her graduation party. Surdus gave her a cool t-shirt that reads: "Abso-fucking-lutely". For the fans of Sex and The City, one has to know the comment, though.
I drank two The Amerita, big mistake. It was pretty strong. And suffice to say, I fell asleep right after I got home from the restaurant. Good thing, I live only 3 or 4 blocks away from that restaurant.
This morning, I walked to the office, all I see is different types of men. I just love NYC men, nobody looks like the other. Except for Chelsea shit.
R-
Yassine just emailed me with a sense of urgency that she needs a place to stay for a night before she goes back to The Netherlands. Needless to say, I said "sure". I never said "no" to any friends of mine even with the last minute thing. How awful am I, Evil Robot???
Actually, I felt sorry for Yassine because when she gets here, we will go straight to Barrage to check out the GBNY scene (depends on who's going) ... then onto Deaf Professional Happy Hour (DPHH) in East Village, hosted by our Mistress Breen. That might be too much for Yassine, all in a night. Should I take her to The Cock, just to give her the sense of climax? Only time will tell.
Last night at America's Restaurant. Web never knew what hits her as everyone surprised her for her graduation party. Surdus gave her a cool t-shirt that reads: "Abso-fucking-lutely". For the fans of Sex and The City, one has to know the comment, though.
I drank two The Amerita, big mistake. It was pretty strong. And suffice to say, I fell asleep right after I got home from the restaurant. Good thing, I live only 3 or 4 blocks away from that restaurant.
This morning, I walked to the office, all I see is different types of men. I just love NYC men, nobody looks like the other. Except for Chelsea shit.
R-
Thursday, May 20, 2004
Sssh!
I did not comment on this until Web left the office. Then the whole staff is gonna sneak up on her and have a surprise dinner at America's Restaurant near Union Square to celebrate Web's graduation with Masters degree.
Poor Web, she's gonna be stunned with everything else.
I'm off for the night.
You guys behave! Including you, SoapSucker.
R-
Poor Web, she's gonna be stunned with everything else.
I'm off for the night.
You guys behave! Including you, SoapSucker.
R-
The Practice
Living in New York can drive you insane. You probably need something to stay on the ground all the time and be in control. It is OK to be out of control for days but not for weeks.
How do I keep myself stay on the grounds? Sometimes it's friends, sometimes it's activities outside of bars & clubs, sometimes it's computer and last, sometimes it's TV shows.
When I was in the District, I never cared much for "The Practice" until I moved to NYC. I realized that I have to stop going out all the time -- so I chose certain days not to go out (Sundays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays and sometimes Fridays). The Practice falls on Sunday evening.
I saw the series finale of The Practice recently. It talked about someone defending the CEO in the courts because he had a fetish for disabled persons. In the CEO's words, "I do not like the term: disability. They are special -- they are special abled persons."
So in other words, he had a hard-on for persons who uses wheelchairs. This reminds me of some fetishes. Some persons had a thing for amputees. Some persons has a thing for mascots. And yes, I already met some hearing persons whose specialty is ... Deaf persons. I even had a conversation with some of them about it, they said that Deaf persons excited them more than hearing persons do.
Ahh, in that TV series finale, the CEO won the case then saw a lady with a neck brace who walked by him, he stared at her, loosened his tie -- looked around to see nobody looking at him as he went after her ...
Such a world, is it?
R-
How do I keep myself stay on the grounds? Sometimes it's friends, sometimes it's activities outside of bars & clubs, sometimes it's computer and last, sometimes it's TV shows.
When I was in the District, I never cared much for "The Practice" until I moved to NYC. I realized that I have to stop going out all the time -- so I chose certain days not to go out (Sundays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays and sometimes Fridays). The Practice falls on Sunday evening.
I saw the series finale of The Practice recently. It talked about someone defending the CEO in the courts because he had a fetish for disabled persons. In the CEO's words, "I do not like the term: disability. They are special -- they are special abled persons."
So in other words, he had a hard-on for persons who uses wheelchairs. This reminds me of some fetishes. Some persons had a thing for amputees. Some persons has a thing for mascots. And yes, I already met some hearing persons whose specialty is ... Deaf persons. I even had a conversation with some of them about it, they said that Deaf persons excited them more than hearing persons do.
Ahh, in that TV series finale, the CEO won the case then saw a lady with a neck brace who walked by him, he stared at her, loosened his tie -- looked around to see nobody looking at him as he went after her ...
Such a world, is it?
R-
Spring Cleaning
Last night, I got to my place and cleaned up the place as much as can be. It looks nice. Needs to tune up the place as soon as can be. Benis, don't forget the primer!!
At the same time, it is always fun to clean up because there are stuff that you thought you did not have but find it in the midst of everything. Very nice, really. I found the picture of Beth, the architect of HearingPeopleSuck blogsite, when she was a kid with her cute brothers. Perhaps one day, I'll scan it and share it all with the world to see how adorable Beth and her brothers are.
I also watched the series finale of "Angel". It went off on a triumphant note, not on a whimpering note. That was great. I wish I could marry Daniel now in Massachusetts. Oh, well.
This morning, I decided to use my brand-new sunglasses from Wildwood on way to work. It is interesting to observe that women never looked at me, but men ... their eyes always darted at me then back and forth. They were either curious or insecure -- or vulnerable that someone is wearing sunglasses and sees their reactions? I dont know. But it was interesting, though.
My friend emailed me that the reason the Iraqi prisoners were having a naked pyramid -- they were playing a game of Twisters. Ahh, that was good one.
The Iraqi occupation is turning out to be a mess as expected. All in the name of oil. Now the US Armed Forces just raided Chalabi's residence, that is alarming because Chalabi has been pro-American spokesman for a long time.
Is Bush the Mabus that Nostradamus once said in his prophecies?
Does not matter, though.
Tomorrow is going to be Hell. To see a movie, "Bulgarian Lover" with a friend ... now I found out that Gay Bloggers of NY is going to be held at Barrage at 6 PM tomorrow night. Plus, Breen is going to host the DPHH nite in East Village. Oh, man. What should I do?
Only time will tell, go with the flow.
R-
At the same time, it is always fun to clean up because there are stuff that you thought you did not have but find it in the midst of everything. Very nice, really. I found the picture of Beth, the architect of HearingPeopleSuck blogsite, when she was a kid with her cute brothers. Perhaps one day, I'll scan it and share it all with the world to see how adorable Beth and her brothers are.
I also watched the series finale of "Angel". It went off on a triumphant note, not on a whimpering note. That was great. I wish I could marry Daniel now in Massachusetts. Oh, well.
This morning, I decided to use my brand-new sunglasses from Wildwood on way to work. It is interesting to observe that women never looked at me, but men ... their eyes always darted at me then back and forth. They were either curious or insecure -- or vulnerable that someone is wearing sunglasses and sees their reactions? I dont know. But it was interesting, though.
My friend emailed me that the reason the Iraqi prisoners were having a naked pyramid -- they were playing a game of Twisters. Ahh, that was good one.
The Iraqi occupation is turning out to be a mess as expected. All in the name of oil. Now the US Armed Forces just raided Chalabi's residence, that is alarming because Chalabi has been pro-American spokesman for a long time.
Is Bush the Mabus that Nostradamus once said in his prophecies?
Does not matter, though.
Tomorrow is going to be Hell. To see a movie, "Bulgarian Lover" with a friend ... now I found out that Gay Bloggers of NY is going to be held at Barrage at 6 PM tomorrow night. Plus, Breen is going to host the DPHH nite in East Village. Oh, man. What should I do?
Only time will tell, go with the flow.
R-
Wednesday, May 19, 2004
Rain Soothed My Mind
I was pretty much irritated by people like SoapSucker and others by their vicious comments. At work, I was able to finish some errands before heading off to see a consumer. But it was raining lightly. I did not have the umbrella with me. I stood outside under the cover, watching the rains hitting the concrete floor -- saw an elderly Deaf woman walking into the building. She did not use the umbrella. She was pretty drenched. But that did not bother her.
I smiled and asked her why, she smiled and said, "It is spring rain, it is always nice to walk in that rain and get wet. Very nice."
Then she walked into the building. I thought about it, "OH, fuck it -- I'll get wet and enjoy it." I walked in the light rain, getting drenched calmly to a building where I see a consumer then went to my apartment to get changed and get the umbrella.
I'm glad I did get wet. Sometimes, we need to get wet, really to let it go.
Get wet, then, pals.
R-
I smiled and asked her why, she smiled and said, "It is spring rain, it is always nice to walk in that rain and get wet. Very nice."
Then she walked into the building. I thought about it, "OH, fuck it -- I'll get wet and enjoy it." I walked in the light rain, getting drenched calmly to a building where I see a consumer then went to my apartment to get changed and get the umbrella.
I'm glad I did get wet. Sometimes, we need to get wet, really to let it go.
Get wet, then, pals.
R-
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