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Ok that was a neat little thing I found on someone else's blog. I guess I am just the cheap whore everyone says I am...LOL.

My blog is worth $564.54.
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Are you Addicted to the Internet?
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Whether you liked it or not, QAF was a groundbreaking show. There had never been anything like it on television. I definitely am in the "loved it" camp. I am truly sad to see it go. I got so annoyed with the nay-sayers out there. "That doesn't represent me"...bullshit. We all know an Emmet or a Ted or a Ben. And I can guarantee we all know a Brian...the gay community is full of Brians. I think the people that didn't like the show felt that way because it was too much a mirror to themselves. Was it perfect? Of course not. It still is Hollywood and still had to be entertaining and titillating. That being said, this is one of the few shows out there that I really got into. And I got teary-eyed as Sunday's show came to a close. Does that make me an emotional putz? Maybe, but I wouldn't want to be any other way. :)
You scored as Soft. You are nice and soft, you love everyone and everyone loves you, while you are fiery or too exciting, you are always pleasant.
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| You Are 62% American |
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| Your Kissing Purity Score: 20% Pure |
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Maybe I am just becoming too domesticated. My first pride was the year I came out, and that was in London. That was amazing. Then of course Denver's for a couple years, & the pilgramige to Mecca... San Fran's Pride. Now, I haven't been in a couple years. Too me it just seems like the same thing every year. Topless lesbiens, oiled up porn stars. Booth after booth of people wanting you to buy some useless trinket. I know they have their place, but not for us anymore. This is what we spent our weekend doing:

Explanation: This powers speaks pretty
much for itself. Though you don't need wings
for this power,you can fly anyway. Some people
may consider it as telekinesis since they can
also fly, but you can't make material things
move like they can. This ability could be a
relaxing activity when you want to get away
from everyday troubles. Also it is good when
sneaking upon an enemy since it makes no sound.
When going over to the "dark side"
the power could be used to harrass and break
into building through windows etc.
You are quite similar to this power since you
like to have your head in the clouds.
Supernatural things amuse while ordinary life
does not. If your daydreaming has gotten a
little too far you might be zooned out all the
time, even when you are having a conversation.
Your desires and/or goals tend to be
unrealistic even if you know those would
probably never happen. Travelling is something
you would be interested in doing since seeing
exotic scenery fits with your fantasies of
escaping your plain life. You can also have
some creative ability (writer, playing an
instrumen etc) that interests you.
Negative aspects: The whole reason you
may be escaping life could be fear of being let
down by it. So if that would come to happen,
and an important dream had been crushed you
could get depressed.

This is going to be the big test if I can be a good boy. Sometimes I wonder if I have an addiction, and my poison just happens to be sex. I mean i the past I acted just like an addict, I snuck around, I lied, I would indulge myself, then feel tremendously guilty afterwards. Then you have these guys that I have chatted with that have long-term relationships and their partners have no idea that they are screwing around, and it doesn't seem like it even phases them. Do they not feel the guilt I do? Then again, if I truly felt guilty why did I do it so many times?
Currently Listening to: Hope Has a Place from the album "The Memory Of Trees" by Enya

I like going on the weekends. Last weekend I was a bit of a wuss, but that hike was more intense then I had expected...lol.
in his face, luckily Jeff was the calmer head. And after about 20 minutes I went over and talked to him calmly, and sorta worked things out with him. Agreed with him, that I should have came to him first if I had a problem. He took it as me "tattling" which, whatever, he can think what he wants. And yes, I smoothed it over...he does live right next door to me, and...as I found out today..is quite the hic-country boy..lol. But, if I see it EVER again, I will call the cops!!
Jeff says he's not going with me, but I am going to drag him kicking and screeming! LOL



