Archive for August, 2006

cos I do \'em like, monthly, y\'know?

we leave behind footprints

I found Tommy's myspace profile.

I knew I shouldn't go looking but I was curious. And I knew, even before it had loaded and I knew for sure it was him, that his age would be "99" and the page's comments would be laced with little twinks.

I was right. Solidity in life is nice, even if it's the kind of solidity that skeezes you out inside.

to get the joke, you have to know he\'s asian

josh: I was walking down my street today.
josh: and this young asian gay guy was walking around with this reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaallly old gay guy.
josh: it made me sad inside.
andy: ewwwwwwwww
andy: that makes YOU sad inside? It makes me die a little inside
andy: it's so depressing
josh: well at least you can reincarnate.
andy: as WHAT?
andy: hahaha
josh: white guy? I dunno. save your karma points up, check out your options.
andy: oh I know, a white person with 'bigu whitu penisu'. How may I saaaviceee you honourable white man'
andy: etc etc
josh: ::dies.::

there\'s nothing I\'d like better than to fall

I know I haven't updated that much. I've been busy, fuck off.

On top of the old roommate leaving and my subsequent decision to take his room (and the drama of all that-ness), things have been a little hectic for a little while.

I guess I'll start by updating the political. After the rally in response to the gay marriage ruling, something in me snapped. I decided to disband the non-profit I started at the end of 2004 after giving it a lot of thought. Because ultimately I believe the kindof activism and change I want to bring about cannot be accomplished through political means. More and more I feel the only way to make a difference in the world against the governmental forces that try to legislate and restrict life and freedom is acting out, civil disobedience, vocal opposition. To this end I started formulating such a protest, even going so far as to craft a letter I planned on plastering all over New York City with an accompanying poster declaring the rising of the new gay revolution. I was fully prepared to execute this plan until the legality of tacking several hundred posters to every building between Times Square and the West Village was pointed out to me; not that getting arrested was something much my concern, but I couldn't accomplish this plan by myself and I don't want to cause the detainment of someone else who's helping me.

But anyway.

The new roommate has moved into my old room and she seems to be adjusting just fine. She's sweet and (thankfully) my age, so I won't have to deal with any more crotchety old gay men.

The astute reader will also note the URL change. I decided that the time of nicknames is over, and to just go ahead and register myself. I now know I'm even more google-able than I previously was, but that's the risk I'm willing to take. So update your bookmarks.

Watertower

I just wanted to show off the new bed