2004-03-19 - 6:16 a.m.
Ok so lets talk about bonding experiences. On Sunday two co-workers and myself got off work and decided we needed something to do. Unlike normal people that get off work, go to someone's house and drink we went to the porn store. We get off and still clad in our Indiana Memorial Union Hotel uniforms head over to College Books for some late night debacherous fun.
Two gay guys and a straight walk into a porn store. . . Sounds like the set up of a bad joke. But it wasn't it was actually really fun and funny. We looked at all the various dildos and vibrators and penis pumps and every other variety of sex toy available to the sexually fustrated or liberated person. Then we checked out the porn. Some people are really freaky. The shit they do in porn and watch is just out of this world. Fun to make fun of none-the-less.
Our straight co-worker was incredibly comfortable with being there with gay guys and wasn't freaked out by looking at the gay porn section. Its really great to meet a hetero guy comfortable enough with his sexuality and mine to hang out with me in a porn store, especially when he's only known me for about a month. He reminds me of Marc in that way. My straight husband. . . sigh.
There were a significant number of gay men at the College Bookstore that night. Most of them if not all (excluding the workers of the Indiana Memorial Union) were looking for sex. Consentual, anonymous sex. I don't understand. I've had my share (not a lions share but a small portion) of anonymous sex. But I guess I no longer understand the appeal or the reason that so many men were looking for it that night. One gentleman in particular was cruising myself and my two companeros. We just ignored him but still it was freaky.
I miss you know who. Maybe I'm obsessive about every guy that touches me a little deeper than others and maybe just about men in general. But I really miss Nicky. I don't miss Jeff anymore. I got word that he broke up with Dan and I didn't care. I actually ignored it. I haven't called him to gloat or ask how things are going. But Nicky, I'm almost tempted to fight to get him back. Pride, however, is a mother bitch. The Duchess (alter-ego #2) says that if I want something I should be willing to fight for it and go after it against all odds. Princess (alter-ego #1) says, "Fuck that shit bitch. Don't chase a mother fucker unless youre hunting his ass down to kill him." You can see my conflict I'm sure. And considering I've called and emailed and he's promised to call back but hasn't Princess seems to be in the lead. Your suggestions on this matter are appreciated.
TTFN kids.
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