Thursday, August 24, 2006

Speak of the devil

So yeah, yesterday as I was setting up this blog and writing my first, god aweful posting, I was toggleing between my firefox window and an msn conversation with a boy named Greg.
Greg is short, skinny mc who I first noticed when we worked at the same grocery story last fall. Hes a got a killer smile, which he has stupidly plastered on his face at all times. And his ass looked great in a pair of black slacks. Turned out that I got fired from the store right as my 3 month probation coming to an end, and that was that.
Until April when me and my roommated moved into closer quarters and one night a group of his friends from home up to visit. A boy in the group struck me as familiar, and cute. It came up in conversation that he was a cashier at that same grocery store and that in fact this was the same boy.
We flirted heavily in our subsiquent meetings, something I was very new to, but he flirted back which made it a whole lot easier. I questioned my roommate on his sexual status and he shrugged his shoulder, as he does so often. Finally I got up the courage to ask him...
[msn conversation, verbatum]
{me}what are u doing?
{him}just chatting too a couple people
indeed
so yea........
lol ok so i got ur phone # the other nite and have pretty much just been a big pussy about calling you.... - Try and not be mad!! - but - I like you..... am i barking up the wrong tree...
not at all
*MEGA sigh*
And that was pretty much it. I called him a couple times to see if he wanted to chill and I got nothing. Then it turns out that he has an internet girlfriend.... yeah. I was a little put off, but I was like no harm no foul. And I don't hear from, think of the child for the next three months. Then yesterday he messages me to say hello.
[msn convo, verbatum]
{me} what have u been up to - u dont come down anymore
{him} i do i do just havent called brady in a while saw him friday
ah ha - well i dont see u anymore
so we still need to fool around - can that be an exucse to come down?
well i bought a latex hood with penis attachment at "it's fun" this afternoon:D
u have a pic / link of the contraction u speak of - i can imagine but hey its the internet there must be somewhere i can see it
not at the moment anyway you'll just have to wait to see me in it
horseshit i've waited what like 3 months - i'm on my edge here greg
hey i'm just trying to live my life
lol - i guess that sounded a bit dramatic - but i'm like that I'll wait paitently greg, dont u worry
what time do you work till tonight?
I don't
we'll i'll be heading back into masonville after dinner to hand in my references so i could stop by if you like

And that was that. He brought over the latex hood. it was fun. kinky as shit but fun all the same.

note to self : never cut and paste msn histories

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Inspired

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. Amen.
Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.
It has been forever since my last confession.
The internet has taken the privacy screen out of the confession box and replaced it with a HD camera, a Hi-Fi microphone and an amplifier that broadcasts people's deepest darkest secrests to the world.
And I fucking love it. Blogger seems to be the blog of choice, its simple and clean. I had one on here before, but I stopped writing it because it acted more as a live journal than anything. Recounts of events for my friends to keep up on my life. Thruthfully it was because my memory is pretty bad and I can't really remember last week.
I plan on using this to do more introspective lamenting. It will no doubt will be base and trivial and all things mundane but this is more for my pleasure anyways. If you enjoy following this blog, then cheers mate.
I titled this post inspried because, and I mentioned above, I've doen the blog thing before. I stumbled on the 'gay blog' curcit just this summer and was amazed to find the kind of blogs I wanted to read. About young, professional, promiscuous homosexuals, that give all the nitty-gritty details I long to exprience.
Imagine a well adjusted young male, with a career and a body and healthy sex life.
Well this blog will tell the 'tales in the city' of a brown boy, with a few issues that lives in a very tradtional town. I wish not to gush over London, Ontario and the ways in which this town irritates me. Well at least not all at once.


So here goes ya'll.