I see so many golden women;
When they walk their feet don’t touch the ground.
How I want, how I want to deserve you.
But me, I’m always out of rhythm.
My needs too demanding, too proud.
How I want, how I want to deserve you.
I didn’t want you to see me like this.
The light of the dawn can be cruel.
How I want, how I want to deserve you.
And if I could be granted a wish,
I’d shine in your eye like a jewel.
How I want to deserve you.
I would die for you.
Could you ever love me that much?
How I want, how I want to deserve you.
Yes, you tell me this,
And I want to believe that it’s true.
Aah, how I want, how I want to deserve you.
I didn’t want you to see me like this.
I’m weak and I fight like a fool.
How I want, how I want to deserve you.
And if I could be granted a wish,
I’d shine in your eye like a jewel.
How I want to deserve you.
If I could be your angel
I’d trade in my arms for some wings
To keep you close to me.
And if I could trade my voice
For the silence I know that you need.
How I want, how I want to deserve you.
I didn’t want you to see me like this.
So frightened of losing so soon.
How I want, how I want to deserve you.
And if I’ve caught our love in a grip,
Just tell me and I’ll shake it loose.
How I want to deserve you.
- To Deserve You : Bette Midler
Thursday, November 30, 2006
Monday, November 27, 2006
5 day catch up... :o)
What a week...
Dean and I went to Kylie on Thursday night (23/11) It was an awesome show. We had a great spot too - just off the floor to the left of the stage and only a few rows back... so great view. I met Dean at work (he was at the Oxford St store for the day) and one of the guys gave us his Land Cruiser for the night to use to get out to Olympic Park. Thanks Costa :) So, we left AG Oxford St at 6.20 - with an ETA of 7... plenty of time to hang out, have a drink, get excited etc... Well... 7pm came and went, and we were still trying to get out of the fucking city! So it was a race against time - oh and petrol... turned out we were running a huge bloody 4WD on less than an 8th of a tank... still a few KM's away and the orange fuel warning light was on.... finally we made it, park as far away from Acer Arena as we could.... the short walk would be nice, and means no frantic traffic getting out afterwards.
Show was spectacular. Kylie was amazing, costumes were stunning, the male dancers were.... ahem... HOT... so hot that at one stage I think Dean was actually stuck to his seat... and I don't mean 'riveted'...
At intermission, we were leaving our seats to stretch, and the chick sitting next to us says "Are one of you guys Brad?" Creepy.... I was looking like
So afterwards, we headed back into the city, and did a bit of a bar crawl - Colombian, Stonewall, (tried Manacle, but it was closed???) then finished the night at Arq. Great night....
Friday night met up with Andy, Dionne and her new man for dinner and drinks. Ended up at the Imperial - very trashed, I got into a bit of a fight with some wankers sitting behind us... but it was all calmed down fairly quickly. Dean was not impressed at all... let's just say, the makeup sex was incredible... :)
Saturday morning was beautiful - sunny, hot, perfect to go.... Snorkeling! Dean had never been snorkeling before, so we stopped in at Rebel and picked him up some new snorkel gear. Then made the mad dash home to get mine and try and make the bus in the city... bugger... we watched it turn the corner at the end of the street and it was gone... missed it by 1 minute. So we cabbed it.... mhmm...
The day was wonderful. Everything was perfect. Clovelly is a perfect beach to learn to snorkel. Protected, calm, heaps of fish and stuff to look at.
Sunday we were both a little burnt, and feeling a little sun-stroked...
Monday was Deans last day. Time flies... The goodbye was a little easier this time around. Mainly because we both knew it was the last time we would have to say goodbye. The next time we saw each other, I would be living in Melbourne!
Dean and I went to Kylie on Thursday night (23/11) It was an awesome show. We had a great spot too - just off the floor to the left of the stage and only a few rows back... so great view. I met Dean at work (he was at the Oxford St store for the day) and one of the guys gave us his Land Cruiser for the night to use to get out to Olympic Park. Thanks Costa :) So, we left AG Oxford St at 6.20 - with an ETA of 7... plenty of time to hang out, have a drink, get excited etc... Well... 7pm came and went, and we were still trying to get out of the fucking city! So it was a race against time - oh and petrol... turned out we were running a huge bloody 4WD on less than an 8th of a tank... still a few KM's away and the orange fuel warning light was on.... finally we made it, park as far away from Acer Arena as we could.... the short walk would be nice, and means no frantic traffic getting out afterwards.
Show was spectacular. Kylie was amazing, costumes were stunning, the male dancers were.... ahem... HOT... so hot that at one stage I think Dean was actually stuck to his seat... and I don't mean 'riveted'...
At intermission, we were leaving our seats to stretch, and the chick sitting next to us says "Are one of you guys Brad?" Creepy.... I was looking like
So afterwards, we headed back into the city, and did a bit of a bar crawl - Colombian, Stonewall, (tried Manacle, but it was closed???) then finished the night at Arq. Great night....
Friday night met up with Andy, Dionne and her new man for dinner and drinks. Ended up at the Imperial - very trashed, I got into a bit of a fight with some wankers sitting behind us... but it was all calmed down fairly quickly. Dean was not impressed at all... let's just say, the makeup sex was incredible... :)
Saturday morning was beautiful - sunny, hot, perfect to go.... Snorkeling! Dean had never been snorkeling before, so we stopped in at Rebel and picked him up some new snorkel gear. Then made the mad dash home to get mine and try and make the bus in the city... bugger... we watched it turn the corner at the end of the street and it was gone... missed it by 1 minute. So we cabbed it.... mhmm...
The day was wonderful. Everything was perfect. Clovelly is a perfect beach to learn to snorkel. Protected, calm, heaps of fish and stuff to look at.
Sunday we were both a little burnt, and feeling a little sun-stroked...
Monday was Deans last day. Time flies... The goodbye was a little easier this time around. Mainly because we both knew it was the last time we would have to say goodbye. The next time we saw each other, I would be living in Melbourne!
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
11 day catch up
OK, so I have failed to keep up with my blogging responsibilities... slack, slack, slack. Of course there is a perfectly good explanation...
The past two weeks have been spent in Melbourne. It was originally only for 5 days to Monday November 13, but stretched out another week to November 20.
Dean picked me up from the flight, again it was wonderful to be with him again.
Friday was a trip to Geelong with my mum to visit my new niece, Ava Grace, who I still had not seen... she was adorable, as expected. The whole time she gurgled and giggled... so cute. The only time she cried was when I was leaving, and I can understand that...
Got back to mums about 5, hung out there for a bit, had a beer and chatted. Took off back to the city to meet my man.
Saturday was the drive to Albury for my nephew Justin's 16th birthday... early start, long 3 1/2 hour drive in the heat. Not so bad I guess, but the road is just one LONG straight run. Makes for a fairly dull trip. But it was nice to be out driving the highway :o)
Hung out for the family BBQ, which was sweet. Ben and Nick were both eager to show off their prowess on their electric guitars - so I was treated to a cavalcade of solo performances ranging from wolf whistles (mhmm!) to the classics.
Unfortunately Justin's friends (the 20 or so teenage boys coming for his birthday) weren't arriving until after 4 - which was when I had to be on my way back to Melbourne... :o( Certainly Dean was happy about that... :op
So drove the 3 1/2 hours back again....
Sunday was Park Drive Day! A day of good food, drink, and other (ahem) party things... all in the company of gorgeous people in stunning outfits. The guys looked hot, the girls - sexy.
Monday was supposed to be my flight home... After breakfast, feeling somewhat flat from the night before and depressed about leaving, it was discussed that I would stay - preferably indefinitely, but for now... just a few more days. So a lengthy call to Alex set up a stay until Wednesday, nope, Thursday, oh, maybe Friday.... OK, Saturday - alright, Sunday, but thats it... In the end after a small oversight, it was Monday. But hey I wasn't complaining! More time with my man!!!
So back to the story.
Wednesday night... Time for Dean to meet... my MUM! The drive out to my mums was funny. Dean was definitely nervous - I told him he had absolutely nothing to worry about.. but I understand what it's like, so he just had to wait and see.
We arrive at mum's place in Mill Park, and I realise we had forgotten to get a bottle of wine on the way, so I suggest we go in and then I will duck out and get something. Dean leans across the seat, grabs my arm and with a look of absolute horror "You are not to leave me... do you understand????" Ha, ha, ha... How could I with that look .. poor boy... ha ha ha ha.
So in the front door, and I am sure he was at ease straight away. My mum is great. Very welcoming, funny, and I think she had already had a glass or two before we got there... mhmm.... do we know where I get it from now???
So we hung out in the kitchen having a couple of drinks while mum finished some prep on dinner, Russell talked about his computers, oh and how great Melbourne is....
So over dinner, lots more talking. And the same as when I watched Dean talking to Andy and Drew the month before - he blended perfectly.
After dinner - and a few more wines we adjourned to the living room to continue the goss. All of a sudden, they bring out a DVD... "Puppetry of the Penis"... OK, so when did this evening take a turn into the Twilight Zone??? Watched and laughed for a bit, Dean excused himself, left the room for a minute, which turned out to be a call to his best friend Pauline - "Oh my God, I am at Brad's Mum's place - I'm trashed, and we're watching Puppetry of the Penis!" Hmmm, so I will take that as a thing of exclamation... not sheer horror and disgust.... :op I have to admit though, it was all a bit surreal... I ended up asking we turn it off... As fun as it was, sitting down with my mother and boyfriend watching two (unattractive) men making shapes out of their....
Anyway, the evening eventually came to an end. Said our byes, and drove home. It was a great night.
So Thursday received the call from my Mum "We love him. He is just great Brad." Thing is, I knew she would love him. I had no doubts whatsoever. She would love him, cos he is an amazing guy...
Saturday night we went to Pauline and Joel's place for a BBQ / party thing. Lots of fun. Headed to 161... Love it there. Can see why Dean raves about it. Sexy, great people, music. Definitely an eventful night... let's leave it there...
Sunday Dean was at work again... It was funny actually, cos most of the time I was there, Dean had to work. And it was all good. It gave us both time to see how things will be when I am living down there. No more having to try and keep each other entertained like we have been doing in the past. It made everything just seem normal - and that was great.
Mum and Russell were came in later in the afternoon to meet up with us for a drink.
I took them to Hairy Canary while we waited for Dean to finish work. Quite an experience for them I think...
1. There is more to beer than VB and Carlton Draught...
2. Tapas are not small nails...
3. Shittake are a type of mushroom.... and with roast duck - make perfect Pizza toppings...
So after a couple of beers and sharing 2 bottles of wine, mum was sufficiently inebriated to break into her "World's Proudest Mum of a Gay Son" routine. It's really sweet. Always happy to proclaim how she loves me, and loves me gay, and "whether its a guy and a girl, two guys, or two girls... love is love... and it's beautiful"
So after that, said goodbye, got a lift home - with a quick stop off at the bottle shop for another red - then home we went. went straight to bed, too trashed, crashed...
Monday was going home day... :o( Best thing was, we got to spend 11 days together. Our longest time together ever. Even better was the fact that in 2 days - Dean was coming up to Sydney! Yay!
I hung around at the shop for the morning, then made my way home... Tram, Coach, Plane, Train, Monorail. It was strange, it was the first time either of us had to arrive or depart without the other there. But it's all good. Dean had to work, and really, this whole trip was about us functioning like a normal couple with normal daily stuff to do. And I loved every minute of it.
The past two weeks have been spent in Melbourne. It was originally only for 5 days to Monday November 13, but stretched out another week to November 20.
Dean picked me up from the flight, again it was wonderful to be with him again.
Friday was a trip to Geelong with my mum to visit my new niece, Ava Grace, who I still had not seen... she was adorable, as expected. The whole time she gurgled and giggled... so cute. The only time she cried was when I was leaving, and I can understand that...
Got back to mums about 5, hung out there for a bit, had a beer and chatted. Took off back to the city to meet my man.
Saturday was the drive to Albury for my nephew Justin's 16th birthday... early start, long 3 1/2 hour drive in the heat. Not so bad I guess, but the road is just one LONG straight run. Makes for a fairly dull trip. But it was nice to be out driving the highway :o)
Hung out for the family BBQ, which was sweet. Ben and Nick were both eager to show off their prowess on their electric guitars - so I was treated to a cavalcade of solo performances ranging from wolf whistles (mhmm!) to the classics.
Unfortunately Justin's friends (the 20 or so teenage boys coming for his birthday) weren't arriving until after 4 - which was when I had to be on my way back to Melbourne... :o( Certainly Dean was happy about that... :op
So drove the 3 1/2 hours back again....
Sunday was Park Drive Day! A day of good food, drink, and other (ahem) party things... all in the company of gorgeous people in stunning outfits. The guys looked hot, the girls - sexy.
Monday was supposed to be my flight home... After breakfast, feeling somewhat flat from the night before and depressed about leaving, it was discussed that I would stay - preferably indefinitely, but for now... just a few more days. So a lengthy call to Alex set up a stay until Wednesday, nope, Thursday, oh, maybe Friday.... OK, Saturday - alright, Sunday, but thats it... In the end after a small oversight, it was Monday. But hey I wasn't complaining! More time with my man!!!
So back to the story.
Wednesday night... Time for Dean to meet... my MUM! The drive out to my mums was funny. Dean was definitely nervous - I told him he had absolutely nothing to worry about.. but I understand what it's like, so he just had to wait and see.
We arrive at mum's place in Mill Park, and I realise we had forgotten to get a bottle of wine on the way, so I suggest we go in and then I will duck out and get something. Dean leans across the seat, grabs my arm and with a look of absolute horror "You are not to leave me... do you understand????" Ha, ha, ha... How could I with that look .. poor boy... ha ha ha ha.
So in the front door, and I am sure he was at ease straight away. My mum is great. Very welcoming, funny, and I think she had already had a glass or two before we got there... mhmm.... do we know where I get it from now???
So we hung out in the kitchen having a couple of drinks while mum finished some prep on dinner, Russell talked about his computers, oh and how great Melbourne is....
So over dinner, lots more talking. And the same as when I watched Dean talking to Andy and Drew the month before - he blended perfectly.
After dinner - and a few more wines we adjourned to the living room to continue the goss. All of a sudden, they bring out a DVD... "Puppetry of the Penis"... OK, so when did this evening take a turn into the Twilight Zone??? Watched and laughed for a bit, Dean excused himself, left the room for a minute, which turned out to be a call to his best friend Pauline - "Oh my God, I am at Brad's Mum's place - I'm trashed, and we're watching Puppetry of the Penis!" Hmmm, so I will take that as a thing of exclamation... not sheer horror and disgust.... :op I have to admit though, it was all a bit surreal... I ended up asking we turn it off... As fun as it was, sitting down with my mother and boyfriend watching two (unattractive) men making shapes out of their....
Anyway, the evening eventually came to an end. Said our byes, and drove home. It was a great night.
So Thursday received the call from my Mum "We love him. He is just great Brad." Thing is, I knew she would love him. I had no doubts whatsoever. She would love him, cos he is an amazing guy...
Saturday night we went to Pauline and Joel's place for a BBQ / party thing. Lots of fun. Headed to 161... Love it there. Can see why Dean raves about it. Sexy, great people, music. Definitely an eventful night... let's leave it there...
Sunday Dean was at work again... It was funny actually, cos most of the time I was there, Dean had to work. And it was all good. It gave us both time to see how things will be when I am living down there. No more having to try and keep each other entertained like we have been doing in the past. It made everything just seem normal - and that was great.
Mum and Russell were came in later in the afternoon to meet up with us for a drink.
I took them to Hairy Canary while we waited for Dean to finish work. Quite an experience for them I think...
1. There is more to beer than VB and Carlton Draught...
2. Tapas are not small nails...
3. Shittake are a type of mushroom.... and with roast duck - make perfect Pizza toppings...
So after a couple of beers and sharing 2 bottles of wine, mum was sufficiently inebriated to break into her "World's Proudest Mum of a Gay Son" routine. It's really sweet. Always happy to proclaim how she loves me, and loves me gay, and "whether its a guy and a girl, two guys, or two girls... love is love... and it's beautiful"
So after that, said goodbye, got a lift home - with a quick stop off at the bottle shop for another red - then home we went. went straight to bed, too trashed, crashed...
Monday was going home day... :o( Best thing was, we got to spend 11 days together. Our longest time together ever. Even better was the fact that in 2 days - Dean was coming up to Sydney! Yay!
I hung around at the shop for the morning, then made my way home... Tram, Coach, Plane, Train, Monorail. It was strange, it was the first time either of us had to arrive or depart without the other there. But it's all good. Dean had to work, and really, this whole trip was about us functioning like a normal couple with normal daily stuff to do. And I loved every minute of it.
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
The list goes on...
Why am i so scared all the time? I mean, not scared... insecure...
I need to learn not to be so worried all the time. The littlest difference in voice and I worry that something is wrong. Not just voice... but I just get 'the feeling'... I have always trusted my gut instinct, it has never let me down...
So at home tonight. PJ is here, we were gonna go out, but decided to hang at home, drink beer and listen to Robbies new album.
Feeling a bit down anyway, so probably not so much fun out.
2 days 19 hours until I see him. Feels so excruciatingly far away...
Are we going to be OK? I am always worrying, and you know why??? Cos he is so beautiful. I worry why he wants me. I worry about obviously the abundance of seriously beautiful guys in Melbourne that he could have. I worry about the amount of times he gets cruised... and I'm not there. It's so easy to weigh up options between a hot guy who lives in your city, and a guy who lives 1200kms away that you only see every few weeks.
I mean, who would choose this option?? Well, of course - I did. I could not ask for a more amazing boyfriend. Dean is the most beautiful guy I have ever dated. He is simply stunning, intelligent, funny, mature, sexy, handsome, the list goes on...
I need to learn not to be so worried all the time. The littlest difference in voice and I worry that something is wrong. Not just voice... but I just get 'the feeling'... I have always trusted my gut instinct, it has never let me down...
So at home tonight. PJ is here, we were gonna go out, but decided to hang at home, drink beer and listen to Robbies new album.
Feeling a bit down anyway, so probably not so much fun out.
2 days 19 hours until I see him. Feels so excruciatingly far away...
Are we going to be OK? I am always worrying, and you know why??? Cos he is so beautiful. I worry why he wants me. I worry about obviously the abundance of seriously beautiful guys in Melbourne that he could have. I worry about the amount of times he gets cruised... and I'm not there. It's so easy to weigh up options between a hot guy who lives in your city, and a guy who lives 1200kms away that you only see every few weeks.
I mean, who would choose this option?? Well, of course - I did. I could not ask for a more amazing boyfriend. Dean is the most beautiful guy I have ever dated. He is simply stunning, intelligent, funny, mature, sexy, handsome, the list goes on...
Monday, November 06, 2006
Kylie - Take II
OK, OK, OK.... I know I posted Kylie already, but browsing some hot gay porn blogs. (Not telling which ones...) I found this.... even hotter than the last one i posted.
Axl Whitehead...
Hmmm, this is what got Axl sacked. I don't personally see what the 'big' deal is... ha ha ha I was disappointed actually...
Sunday, November 05, 2006
U Bar / Kylie
Friday night was Sarah's farewell drinks at U Bar. U Bar is behind V Bar... as one would expect. Umm, actually U Bar should be before V Bar. Anyway...
Everyone was already pretty well lubricated... especially Sarah - she's funny when she is drunk... very flirty, very loud, and totally in your face. She's a riot.
Sarah
Caught up with lots of people. Glad to see Phil... she's so sweet. Always chirpy, lots of fun to hang out with.
Phil
Nick - Phil's boyfriend. It's OK Phil, you can keep him :o)
Me Phil and Nick
The gang
Fun...
So I also found this great ad in the street for Vogue. Kylie is the special guest editor this month. How hot does she look!! Got to go buy this today....
Everyone was already pretty well lubricated... especially Sarah - she's funny when she is drunk... very flirty, very loud, and totally in your face. She's a riot.
Sarah
Caught up with lots of people. Glad to see Phil... she's so sweet. Always chirpy, lots of fun to hang out with.
Phil
Nick - Phil's boyfriend. It's OK Phil, you can keep him :o)
Me Phil and Nick
The gang
Fun...
So I also found this great ad in the street for Vogue. Kylie is the special guest editor this month. How hot does she look!! Got to go buy this today....
Saturday, November 04, 2006
Blessing or Burdon....
Wednesday, worked with AJ at his place. Always exhausting... that man can talk underwater. Always leave there feeling drained. Most of the time I struggle to keep up with him - I swear sometimes I feel the words dribbling back out my ears when I can't hold anymore of them in.
Caught up with Tony, Bazz and their friend Brad - Roast Lamb dinner, a nice red, and 5 hours in front of Tony's computer... the purpose this night was to fix it... some Symantec installation gone bad, and so PC wouldn't work anymore. Bloody Nortons...
So ended up crashing there since it was late, and we had all had a few wines, so best to get a lift in the morning.
Home for the day, getting some graphics finished for the updates to our site. Almost done....
So my ex Mike popped over Thursday evening. The boy rings and says he is having problems with his notebook. "Its running really slow... I don't know whats wrong with it! Want me to pay you?" "No need to pay me. Bring it over, I will have a look for you... Actually... you can bring some beer if you like... :o)"
Wondering whether my penchant for anything I.T. is a blessing or a burden.... I guess it is a blessing cos it gives me a chance to catch up with people... but shouldn't they want to catch up any other time?? Hmmm... well, I can fix em, and that's what friends are for! At least I got dinner one night, and beer the next :o)
So anyway, Mike arrives with his notebook, and a six pack of TED's... noice...
As soon as he handed me the 'puter, I already had a fair idea of what was wrong with it... it had to be atleast 6 years old... the thing was designed for Windows 98... So I turn it on, and it takes a couple of minutes to get started... nothing out of the ordinary for a 6yo computer. Check it out... theres nothing wrong with it! In fact, there weren't even any programs on it! It was a clean install. The sluggishness was purely to do with it being an old computer.
"Dude, Your notebook is slow cos it's old. Nothing I do is going to fix that. It's always going to be old."
Nice, so rest of the evening was just chatting, and catching up on old times. Mike worked at Hayman Island for the past year or so. So he had plenty of stories to tell about what the staff get up to up there... Interesting stuff... But shan't say anymore.
Good times....
Caught up with Tony, Bazz and their friend Brad - Roast Lamb dinner, a nice red, and 5 hours in front of Tony's computer... the purpose this night was to fix it... some Symantec installation gone bad, and so PC wouldn't work anymore. Bloody Nortons...
So ended up crashing there since it was late, and we had all had a few wines, so best to get a lift in the morning.
Home for the day, getting some graphics finished for the updates to our site. Almost done....
So my ex Mike popped over Thursday evening. The boy rings and says he is having problems with his notebook. "Its running really slow... I don't know whats wrong with it! Want me to pay you?" "No need to pay me. Bring it over, I will have a look for you... Actually... you can bring some beer if you like... :o)"
Wondering whether my penchant for anything I.T. is a blessing or a burden.... I guess it is a blessing cos it gives me a chance to catch up with people... but shouldn't they want to catch up any other time?? Hmmm... well, I can fix em, and that's what friends are for! At least I got dinner one night, and beer the next :o)
So anyway, Mike arrives with his notebook, and a six pack of TED's... noice...
As soon as he handed me the 'puter, I already had a fair idea of what was wrong with it... it had to be atleast 6 years old... the thing was designed for Windows 98... So I turn it on, and it takes a couple of minutes to get started... nothing out of the ordinary for a 6yo computer. Check it out... theres nothing wrong with it! In fact, there weren't even any programs on it! It was a clean install. The sluggishness was purely to do with it being an old computer.
"Dude, Your notebook is slow cos it's old. Nothing I do is going to fix that. It's always going to be old."
Nice, so rest of the evening was just chatting, and catching up on old times. Mike worked at Hayman Island for the past year or so. So he had plenty of stories to tell about what the staff get up to up there... Interesting stuff... But shan't say anymore.
Good times....
Friday, November 03, 2006
Goove Thang...
So Tuesday, Dove and I went to see Priscilla The Musical. It was great fun. Had heard differing reviews from a few people, some hated it, some loved it. I thought it was great... some parts were a bit tacky, some a bit slow - but overall a lot of fun.
Before the show, we sat outside and had a beer, watching the parade of trannies, grannies, the highly excitable and often squeally gay boys, the curious fag-hag-wannabe 40-something woman with obedient hubby in tow.
Show time... We had third row, so we had a great view. And what a view it was... hot sexy boys in next to nothing dancing and simulating feverishly hot sex (all part of the dance routine of course) right in front of us.... mmmmmm. Flesh.. butts... and amazing abs as far as the eye could see. ***Sigh...***
Before the show, we sat outside and had a beer, watching the parade of trannies, grannies, the highly excitable and often squeally gay boys, the curious fag-hag-wannabe 40-something woman with obedient hubby in tow.
Show time... We had third row, so we had a great view. And what a view it was... hot sexy boys in next to nothing dancing and simulating feverishly hot sex (all part of the dance routine of course) right in front of us.... mmmmmm. Flesh.. butts... and amazing abs as far as the eye could see. ***Sigh...***
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Two Words ....
Does anyone really think that I should only post the nicest, fluffiest, happiest moments of my life here? Not every day is fantastic. Not every day is bad. Chores are chores, and I'm sorry if my lack of sheer pleasure during such chores is offensive to some people.
This is where I put my thoughts. If you don't like it - easily fixed... don't read it.
This is where I put my thoughts. If you don't like it - easily fixed... don't read it.