tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-201615862012-02-16T17:34:33.990-05:00That's the title of one of my favourite songs. The most lethal, the most indispensable thing is to hear your own voice. Also, keeping up with the idea of writing as catharsis, this one blog is dedicated all to myself. More Solipsism would be hard to find. And I like it like that. Oh, and this is a queer (and self-proclaimed 'ADULT') blog so go ahead, make your day... mine is done.Sixpence Notthewiserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11230453585589265578noreply@blogger.comBlogger4321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20161586.post-47904696156962715902011-12-31T18:56:00.006-05:002011-12-31T19:12:52.101-05:00

Well, another year. Another entry on this blog. And I also know that when we talk about ourselves we tend to be complacent. And blur the facts. But we all do it nonetheless. So this year has been eventful. Not like every one of my years is not eventful. I live in this kind of alternate universe in which everything seems shrouded with fucking drama. So I had my ups and downs, living in another

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Ok, so this is how it goes: I lack passion. I'm passionate, but passion does not become me. I basically live a very passionless life. There's affection and love, but no passion. It's like everything about me screams about sexy infatuations and double entendres. But I don't feel it. Or enjoy it. Or share it. Most men my age go through what people usually call 'dry spells' in what concerns sex and

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So someone tried to pick me up on the street. I know. shocking. Especially considering that I was wearing cutout sweatpants, Skechers that have seen -much- better days and a sweaty white undershirt. Not to mention a baseball hat that shrunk in the wash -tilted way back in my head 'cause now it's fucking tiny- and dirty hair. Ready for my close up.But it was not only that I looked like I had

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I'm back at Bierce today. Just because. Like all those things that happen to me. I'm back at Bierce by chance or destiny or whatever you want to call it. But I'm back.And I'm right in that tiny study room you used to take when you needed to study. The same tiny study room in which I kissed you countless times and in which I discovered that I was still alive, where I discovered my blood still

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It's been forever since I've been in blogger. Time now passes for me in a very different way and my thought process has become convoluted and erratic. Now I think in images and isolated words and in a quick-fire progression that does not let me dwell on things that would set me off. I guess I am not the same person who used to write here about his love life and about things that happened to him

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It's been awhile...I know, I shouldn't have to wait all this long to update one of the things that kept me going through a lot of stuff. Guess I'm now at the doors of (yet) another change, so I just ran back to the familiar. Blogger was a very, very close 'friend' and a great friend to go through the catharsis that I so badly needed awhile ago. I thought, 'why not?' and here I am again.Merlin

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So I've been unfaithful to blogger with Tumblr.Not the first time I do that, mind you. For years I basically had two relationships that run parallel to each other. I just could not quit any of the two men that made up the most important parts of my life. So I cheated on both of them with the other.Sounds convoluted? It was. And now I'm back to my old ways. But not with men. With Blogs.You see,

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I just have no resolutions for this year.It may be better this way, you know. Because I cannot seriously devote myself to thinking that things are within my control when they are not. But I'm not helpless, though. I know there are some things I can do to make my life good in the period I will be waiting. Because waiting while still making the best out of the waiting will not let outside

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Drowning in your sweat 'Til I drench my clothes You've seen nothing yet Wait 'til you let go Why wait for later? Shakira. Whoa. Been busy. Been busy with things that are not necessarily exciting. Kind of life as usual. Just basically work and family stuff. And work. And work. Not that I'm overworked because I'm not. More of busywork than actual heavy work. But it keeps me occupied and does

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.. speak a thousand words. Here's to you, Michael... “You were like one of those guys The kind with a wandering eye But I said, “hey what the hell, once in my life I’ll take a ride on the wild side” You were so full of yourself But damn, were you cute, as well You liked my legs, I liked your moves Anyone could tell that it’s hard to deny that” I seriously have to consider the whole

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This is where I'll be so heavenly,so come and dance with me MichaelSo sexy, I'm sexy,so come and dance with me MichaelI'm all that you see, you wanna see,so come and dance with me MichaelSo close now, so close now,so come and dance with me, so come and dance with me, so come and dancewith meMichael,you're the boy with all the leather hips,sticky hair, sticky hips,stubble on my sticky lipsOh well.

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Si solo hace unos días hablaba con N (mi ex, una historia larga de contar) sobre cuando estábamos en la Universidad durante esos primeros semestres de subgraduados, de como nos la pasábamos con los amigos, de las largas tertulias de noches inacabables, de los momentos estáticos de una copa de vino a medio llenar, de una bocanada de humo de un cigarrillo de marihuana que alguien tenia unos metros

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Ok, so life is 'back on track' meaning I'm working and all that but why do I still feel like there's something missing? I guess it may be because I basically live in never-never land, moving across my days in a slight daze interrupted only by the mandatory driving and the interactions with people that I have to carry out. I cannot feel a real connection with anything or anybody at this point. All

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Latest short film by The People's Republic of Animation. Narrated by Nick Cave. Directed by Eddie White & Ari Gibson. Produced by Jessica Brentnall for more info, go to http://catpianofilm.comhttp://www.thepra.com.auI have discovered (the hard way) that I have become allergic to cats. Their fur makes me sneeze and makes my eyes red and itchy. Yet every cat I encounter purrs and rubs itself

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I was teaching. I went into my department in the Cathedral of Learning and the secretary was frantic, nervous, almost crying. We all gathered around one of the T.V.s we used for workshops and watched the news. I thought it was a movie or something. That plane flying into one of the towers could not be real. Then the SECOND plane hit the towers. It was then that it all began to sink in. Something

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Madonna has done it again. Everybody is talking about her and Celebration, her last CD for Warner before she moves on to a new record contract. Funny thing is, most of the comments are very ageist and misogynistic. If it were a 50-year-old male rocker cavorting with a 20-year-old groupie in a video, nobody would bat an eye. But it's a woman who's older, wiser, richer and more famous than her boy

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Hold upLet me take this offJust to see where I can catch my breath at all.Hold upYou got a pretty strong teamGot somethin on the bench that Kelis ain't seenHold upWhy you treat me like thatBout the 3rd or 4th time you ain't had to do thatHold upWon't you let me cheat onceAnd I promise you won't never make me keep this onSo I want you to do me. I want you to do me good with that big dick of yours.

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Two Weeks - Grizzly Bear from Gabe Askew on Vimeo.Two weeks.That seems to be the extent of my planning and my overlook to life. I have been in a very melancholic state of mind lately. Very irritable, very on the verge of a (another) nervous breakdown, very... fragile.So when I saw this video on Towleroad, it basically made my day. Or week. I have to learn to live in the here and now and not let

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No es mio. Me ha llegado por una de las vias menos esperadas: mi hermana. Pero me ha parecido relevante:Alfonso Ussia es el mejor columnista del diario La Razon de Madrid---y yo diria que uno de los mejores de cualquier periodico de la peninsula Iberica Alfonso USSÍAVientos de guerra12 Agosto 09 Compártelo: «Soplan vientos de guerra en Sudamérica», ha dicho Hugo Chávez. Él los está soplando. Su

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Wallflower: A person, usually in high school, who sees everything and knows everything that's going on but doesnt say a word. They arent loners, they are shy and don't choose to be in the mix of things. A person nobody pays attention to, and fades into the background, but are really genuine and interesting people if you take the time to get to know them.I'm re-reading 'The Perks of Being a

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Mis aullidos son el llamadoYo quiero un lobo domesticadoPor fin he encontrado un remedio infalible que borre del todo la culpaNo pienso quedarme a tu lado mirando la tele y oyendo disculpasla vida me ha dado un hambre voraz y tu apenas me das caramelosMe voy con mis piernas y mi juventud por ahí aunque te maten los celosMe imagino que todo el mundo esta hablando de 'lo nuevo' de Shakira. Que si

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Shakira - New Music - More Music VideosDarling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy.The moon's awake now with eyes wide open.My body’s craving, so feed the hungry.I’ve been devoting myself to you Monday to Monday, and Friday to Friday.Not getting enough retribution or decent incentives to keep me at it.I’m starting to feel just a little abused like a coffee machine in an office.So I’m gonna go

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‘Socialized Medicine’ Will Destroy The Nation ‘Faster Than The Twin Towers.’ Audience member: “I don’t have the answers for how to fix the broken pieces of our health care system, but I know darn well if we let the government bring in socialized medicine, it will destroy this thing faster than the twin towers came down.” [Applause and cheers]The Cap And Trade ‘Tax’ Will Kill The American Economy.

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Yo no he escrito lo que sigue. Ha sido un amigo del alma, uno de esos que siempre estan contigo, no importa el lugar donde te encuentres. Y me ha parecido que refleja mucho de lo que yo pienso, mucho de lo que siento y aun mas de lo que no escribo. Con unos ajustitos, porque mi amigo lo ha escrito en su estilo de stream of consciousness y unos cuantos dedos se han ido a las teclas equivocadas.

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I cannot understand the allure of Sacha Baron Cohen. I did not see Borat and I won't see Bruno. I find his brand of humor crass and tasteless. A one-trick-pony shock jock. Much worse than the sophomoric, frat-boy humor of most American comedies aimed at the coveted 18-35 year-old-male audience. And that's something in itself.And I'm not being 'political'. Even though all our opinions are always

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Just like the rest of the world, I was stunned to learn that Michael Jackson had suddenly died of cardiac arrest on June 25th. I grew up listening to his gifted, unique and incredibly talented singing. Thriller was one of my first 12 inches. I could not get over the voice singing' Ben' in the movie of the same name. I sang to the songs on Off The Wall, Thriller and Dangerous. By HIStory, I was

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Oh well. So it's Summer at last. And I'm trying to chill and just wait for things to get some kind of semblance of normality. I have no idea what I will be doing in two months. Or two weeks. Funny, when you have no idea what turn your life is going to take, you feel kind of more at peace than when you were pressed by schedules, and due dates and all that shit that comes with trying go keep up

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It's summer, so I'm home more time now than during the spring and fall semesters, when I'm fighting hordes of reticent sophomores three times a week trying to make them learn the difference between the imperfect and the preterit. I am still in the classroom, mind you, finishing some business and getting some much needed dough for the next months, but my mornings and early afternoons are free. So

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I'm addicted to True Blood. I've read all the Southern Vampire series it's based on, too (missing only the last book, but I'll read it in a week, woot!). I have many people ask me how is it that I like these books and I don't like Twilight and the other books written by Meyer and I look at them and say: quality? They snort. I laugh.I have always read horror and sci-fi. Even since I myself was a

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The California Supreme Court has upheld Proposition Eight, that robs GLBT citizens of their right to marry whomever they love. Backed up by bigotry and millions provided by the Mormon Church, California has made hate law.Even Perez Hilton (whose picture illustrates this post) the self-proclaimed 'queen of all media' and shameless self-promoter has decided to go political and voice his dissent.A

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body roll a dance move in which the entire body goes through a wavelike motion focusing on hipsI have body image issues. And don't start with the whole 'nobody's perfect' thing. It's all good and dandy, but when it comes down to it, we all have SOMETHING that kind of freaks us out. I know, I know, the whole 'you look good', 'don't be silly' and so on and so forth. But to tell the truth, there are

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Really, what is it with my subconscious mind? My id has been out of whack lately. I've had some kind of disturbing dreams lately and they are kind of disturbing. Disturbing, because I have been dreaming with some of my exes. As in DREAMING with them: sense of touch, smell, colors, the whole nine yards. What is worse, these have been kind-of wet dreams. As in sex. I think my mind is playing

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I have never dated a black man.There, it's out and in the open. I have wanted to, mind you, but I have never actually done it. I have never fucked one, either. The closest I got to getting it on with a black man was when I was fooling around with to two watered-down versions I met when I was younger. They were cousins and I did one and then the other for awhile. Never at the same

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Oh well. Been totally busy lately. Not much to say here, either. Not to fret, though. My life is an ongoing soap opera and soon something will happen that will drive me to write here in order to have catharsis and process all the shit thrown my way. Time won't give me time, but it'll give me something to write about. Until then, lots of hugs and kisses for you... and you know who you are...XOXO

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I know, funny. From whichever side you look at it. But with a whole lot of truth embedded. Also, I think that our identity is inextricably bounded to the language(s) we speak. Some of my thoughts come off better in one language and some other thoughts in other. I keep switching from one to the other, because some things just do not 'feel' right except in the language you are living them. I come

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I saw you yesterday, after so much time (what, a year? two?) I decided not to talk to you anymore and (gasp!!) deleted you from my friends on Facebook (AND Myspace). Radical, no? After all I told you I liked you. After I went almost crazy about you. After those fun months years ago.And you looked like another person. Slightly. Still fidgety and speaking too fast and centered on yourself. But

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Oh, man.I have previously written here about Harlow Cuadra, the young porn star who was accused of killing (along with his lover and business partner) a porn impresario. Now the very delectable Cuadra has been found guilty of killing said porn producer. How sad can that be? After his ex-lover pleaded guilty and is going for life in prison, Cuadra may end up walking the green mile.

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His name was (is) Robert. I met him in the most pedestrian way in a bar in a small town in the panhandle. It all started innocently enough: I asked about playing pool (a game that I think should only be played by sixty year olds while drinking stale beer) and he volunteered to show me how it was played. We played (he won, of course) and we kept talking.That game lead to a roll on his living room

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Milk got two Oscars last night: one for best actor (Sean Penn upset the idea that Mickey Rourke was going to get it, after having won countless other prizes) and best original screenplay (Dustin Lance Black, who wrote the screenplay after having interviewed people who actually met Harvey Milk) and let the rest for Slumdog Millionaire (that won Best Picture and seven other varied Oscars, including

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I keep trying to explain to myself the allure of the craptastic Twilight series (the books and the movie) and the hysterical response of the fangirls (and fanboys!) to any kind of criticism aimed towards the clunky writing style of Meyers and both her abuse of the Thesaurus and her penchant for doing without an actual plot in her books. I think the girl's (and grown women's) side is easily

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I was talking to this one friend and we were talking porn (you know, two gay guys get together there is a high probability of us talking men, porn, clothes, movies, music and porn. Did I mention porn?). So I told him that I sometimes really like straight porn. He belched. I was like, what? and he said I was a traitor. I said he was totally full of it. I told him it was the same thing as

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I know it's not politically correct or even good Karma. But I think that Republicans are idiots. At least the latter-day-Republicans. Those who went for Bush Jr. and Palin. These people have the same lemming mentality of the religious right and about the same amount of emotional intelligence (not to mention I.Q.)I have noticed that every time I see one of those car stickers that say Bush/Cheney

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I like porn. I have liked porn ever since those older boys showed me porn magazines when I was barely out of middle school. I moved on to sneaking out to the drug store and buying Playgril. And then buying Honcho. I remember the looks the women at the counter gave me. I was barely out of my teens and there I was, buying gay leather magazines with full-frontal of rugged men and the

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History was made.Barack Obama was sworn into office after eight terrible years of Bushims. Of course, now the pressure is on Obama to save the nation from the moral and economic bankruptcy in which George W. left it immersed. But the fact is that this partially racist, slightly xenophobic and somehow ignorant country elected a bi-racial, intelligent and cosmopolitan leader. And that is a step in

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OkSo I was in a quasi-accident over the weekend. Fortunately, I was the only person involved. Snow, sleet and a slippery interstate are not a good combination. Even when traveling at forty-five miles an hour... So convinced now of my own mortality (and after realizing that my spinning car could have hit another car, the freeway divider or a big truck but instead ended up in a snow-covered ditch)

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Just because I am a little *down* this week and because I go back to my job on Monday, something completely gratuitous: a song by Yelle and a video I find totally cool. This is a remix of a song that sticks to your head and that shows a bunch of guys dancing. Totally far from the idiocy and moves you see in the U.S. videos, and a beat that somehow reminded me of M.I.A and Santogold's music.Also,

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My car is in the garage, classes start in a few days and it's fucking cold outside.Nothing like a good laugh to keep me in track. Ann Coulter, conservative bitch extraordinaire is doing the rounds on TV trying to sell her trashy book (where she trashes liberals, and manages to offend single mothers, people of other races, and in general anybody with a little bit of intelligence) and she was just

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Madonna - Justify my loveby foxysoulSo the new year came and went. I spent it in Chicago, mind you. And if one's to believe all those folk tales, that's where I'll be this year, isn't that so? I even sipped a little bit of a very bitter champagne. If I were prone to metaphors, I'd say that last day of 2008 and the first one of 2009 are kind of what my life appears will be: a day of moving around

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A few days ago I got an email from a friend. She said she was looking forward to reading what I had to say about 2008. Then I realized that I’ve been writing these emails to my friends every end of the year, telling them about my life and miracles (or lack thereof) and keeping a thin thread going between my life now and the life I left ten years ago, when I moved to WV. Ten years. It seems like a

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Because an image is worth a thousand words.

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Went to see Milk. The movie about the life of Harvey Milk, the first openly gay man elected to office in the U.S. It's a wonderful movie, that shows the human part of Milk, who was assassinated by a co-worker who alleged in his defense he had 'too much junk food'. The 'twinkie defense', was called later. He ended up convicted of manslaughter and did five years in prison, only to be released and

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For the first time in many years I did not go to work to do something else instead. I did not go to work out of conviction. Conviction that I can do something, no matter how small it seems, to make a difference. I called in gay to work and went to volunteer to the AIDS Task Force.Besides being International Human Rights Day yesterday, it was also Day Without a Gay, in which both gay and straight

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It all started really innocently: a friend tagged me on Facebook on one of those inane 'tell things about yourself' posts that go around like wildfire. I thought it was funny and decided to write one, tongue firmly planted in cheek, of course. I should have thought more carefully before I tagged people in mine: I included one of my exes. How that came to be is a LONG story. The good part is that

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In an absolute world people should have to answer questions like these:What do you think caused your heterosexuality?When and how did you decide you were a heterosexual?Is it possible that your heterosexuality is just a phase you may grow out of?Is it possible that your heterosexuality stems from a neurotic fear of others of the same sex?Do your parents know that you are straight? Do your friends

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Today, more than ten years after on my best friends first told me that he was HIV positive, AIDS keeps claiming victims and even though it is not the scourge it once has, it keeps claiming the lives of men -and women- all around the world. This post is to remember everybody that there is still not cure for AIDS, that all the drug cocktails will not stop people from dying a terrible death and that

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This ad comes from Sweden. Bjorn Borg owns a clothing company and this video is part of their ad campaign. Instances like this one, make me think about moving to another country instead of staying in the united states and witness the bigotry, ignorance and backward way of thinking of the christianist movement. True colors, indeed.

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People at typealyzer.com found out that people who post here are:The analysis indicates that the author of http://thedayandthetime.blogspot.com/ is of the type:ESFP - The PerformersThe entertaining and friendly type. They are especially attuned to pleasure and beauty and like to fill their surroundings with soft fabrics, bright colors and sweet smells. They live in the present moment and don´t

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Ok, this may sound lame, but I have never been one too prone to go to stripper clubs. I know. Told you it was kind of lame. I don't 'feel' the lure of the naked man dancing in front of you, officially for your enjoyment and obviously for his enrichment. Sex for money has never been one of my turn ons. I know that many men enjoy it, but I'm not one of them. If a guy is going to be naked (or half

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See more funny videos at Funny or DieJust by changing a word, a world of difference comes to mind. The religious right has managed to pass an amendment to the constitution making marriage in California valid only between a man and a woman. Millions of dollars were spent spreading lies, propagating half-truths and instilling fear in the hearts of the ignorant people of California. By changing 'gay

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BODY, REMEMBERBody, remember not only how much you were loved,not only the beds on which you lay,but also those desires for you that glowed plainly in the eyes,and trembled in the voice—and somechance obstacle made futile.Now that all of them belong to the past,it almost seems as if you had yieldedto those desires—how they glowed,remember, in the eyes gazing at you;how they trembled in the voice,

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And we're better for it.

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Antidepressants suck. And not the good way. Oh, they do their job. They keep you cool and from freaking out too often. They allow your mind to stay put and not wonder around ceaselessly all the stuff that's going on on your mind (and the stuff you do make up, I admit). But they totally fuck up your libido.I should know. I've been taking the damn pills for a month now (and I mean a month with the

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I saw Madonna in concert on Sunday. I can die now. I have to confess, that even though I had an idea of what to expect (after years of watching her videos and her concerts) I was blown away. You should know that I've been a die-hard Madonna fan like, forever. Ever since I heard Holiday, back in the day. Ever since I listened to Borderline and wondered who that was. Ever since I saw her coming

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What if out of the blue, you get that familiar tingle? The one that tells you you're really aware you're alive?What if in the middle of, let's say, dinner with your beau and his mother you just happen to glance to the next table and you are... enthralled. You realize that one of the guys sitting next to your table (you are sure there are more men at that table, but cannot even tell how many,

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I'm only good with him. I think it may be the Lexapro. Or love.I have come to realize that the only thing that ties me to this place and time is him. Now that I'm traveling so much and that I basically am sitting on a powder keg in my job, I have come to realize that when I'm away looking for other stuff to do, I miss his touch, his holding me while I sleep. His wondering if I finished writing my

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After the initial shock of being told that I will be 'let go' next year, I have felt weirdly liberated. I have to accept that this job has not been my 'dream job' in the sense that I have felt ill at ease for a long time. I have felt like I could not be 'myself' and that I was being observed. And I was kind of right. Now, with the news that the backstabbers had been working overtime to find

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I am feeling numb right now. I've gotten news I'll be jobless in a year. My beloved workmates have worked their magic and I'm out. I am not feeling much (or I cannot identify my feelings too well because I'm basically slightly stoned) under the influence of the all-blurring Lexa and a touch of Ativan. Peachy. Or maybe not. But I'm dealing. Chemical paradises are a mirage.I am feeling sad right

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The following is a short story written by Morgan Aitken-Young, winner of the 8-12 Young Voices of America contest. Aitken-Young actually knows what she's writing about: she has two mothers. The high school senior wrote a story spanning a person's life and dealing with discrimination, bullying and homophobia. Very touching. Highly recommended. At this moment in this country, when an intolerant

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There is only one way this country is going to get back on track: change. And change does not come in the shape of McCain, a Bush cronie and his religious right wing approved vice president candidate.It comes in the shape of a man who can change the -twisted- perception this country has on race and religion. Obama is the only way this country is going back to what it stands for: freedom and

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Oh, work.The wonderful place where we make money. Well, it's been an interesting weekend. I learned that people who work with me scheme and talk about me behind my back. Nothing new, I guess. It's the same old story, just the theme with which so many authors have made themselves rich by writing soap operas and creating shows like... "The Office". But it's the first time I actually think about (

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And keeping up with the false memories, I saw you a few days ago. You are a little bit older, a little bit heavier, and as loud and look-at-me as always. Spiky blond hair with blue ends? Cute. But if you wouldn't have been speaking with that person (boy? girl?) at the top of your lungs, I wouldn't have even seen you. You would have been just another face in the sea of faces that the library is

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Some questions have been pestering me lately: how much do we remember about our past relationships? How often does lust betray us? I'm not sure I can remember accurately a lot of stuff that happened with my latest ex and I don't really know that how I feel about our relationship as a whole. How did I realize this? Well, I was in the middle of some very intimate moment and I suddenly remembered

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I know, it always takes time for things to settle down. I guess I'll just breathe in. A big gulp of fresh air. I should not stop breathing just because so many things are up in the air, unresolved. I better follow my friends' advice and just keep on living, keep on breathing, keep on doing the things I have to do. Just like I did during those days I was in therapy, I'll have to remember to

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I used to have a visionI was sittingSomewhere up thereLooking down on myselfDoing rightFor once in my lifeIt changesHope my life changesGets alright somehowOhI'm waiting for tomorrowI hope it changesCan't you stay the sameBeen out of luckFor so longAnd I don't get muchSo there's nothingMuch to loseWill YoungI'm going through one of those 'transitional' phases... I'm moving to another city,

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And I tread a troubled trackMy odds are stackedI'll go back to blackAnd life is like a pipeAnd I'm a tiny penny rolling up the walls insideAmy WinehouseNot feeling at my best. Funny (or not) how these cycles are becoming more and more common for me. Let's see what comes of this..

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Katy Perry, ex-Christian-singer, ex-blonde and ex-good girl has taken her tried and true schtick to the top of the charts. She's up there on the Billobard top 100 and making money out of a slightly-degrading faux-lesbian song where she brags about having kissed another girl. America is fucked up. Remember T.A.T.U? My point, exactly. Don't give anybody the real version of the facts, just glamorize

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Well, we all know that there's no distance or privacy or modesty in the age of the internet. And all that works fine for me. You see, it's better this way because you have the chance to drift along your thoughts and ogle men to your heart's content without the drawback of being called upon it. I know, men feel they have the right to ogle others but not being ogled themselves. Funny, ain't it?But

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His name is F. I met him in Pittsburgh, while I was the token grad student in a project that studied gay men's habits and health. It was a riot: they would give you awesome physicals and HIV tests twice a year for free and all you had to do was to answer a few questions and doodle on some test sheets. It was fun. And the doctors were cute. I have stories about those times. But I digress. And I

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Cocksucker... chupapollas...Always brandished as an insult. Not for me, though. Why would something so enjoyable be a motive for offense? Luckily, it's not an insult either for r Margaret or for Jay.Enjoy! :-)In case you didn't get the gist of it, here are the lyrics:"relax your necks"a work in progressby jay brannan & margaret chothe sun's beating down on my backi got me a big burlap sacki'm

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This is part of a conversation I was having with another gay man, a friend of mine, regarding his penchant for 'straight-acting' gays and his adoration for straight man. My point was that if they are 'acting' there is something intrinsically wrong there. You should not have to 'act' to look a certain way and if a guy defines himself as straight, he has no business having his dick sucked by

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I think I don't really like the whole Twilight series. And if you know me, you know I'm a sucker for anything vampire, magic, sci-fi or weird. For once, I tried to start reading the first one and I gagged halfway through it. Too cloying. Then on top of that I learned the author is a Mormon (now, she should know about fucking fiction. Have you read the book of the Mormon? First-rate sci-fi) and

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I think I need a pick me up. I'm telling you, this has not been my best summer ever. Not for a long stretch. What with my circular thoughts and my tunnel vision. Not to mention my catastrophizing. Oh well. When I'm feeling down, I guess my first remedy is music. I find that playing music loud in the car while I drive makes me forget (momentarily) all the shit going on in my life. I keep all my

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I am going through one of those 'dry spells', one of those times during which you really do not feel the pull of the physical. I am not motivated to get frisky. I do still look at butch handsome things. But the fire is missing. I'm in lust remission. And most of the times I wonder if I'll get my Mojo back again. You see, even before the depression episode,my mojo was somehow fucked up. In order

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Esto, tomado del blog El Ansia... Porque hay tanto por hacer...Donny Reyes, tesorero de la Asociación Arcoiris, organización hondureña de defensa de las personas lesbianas, gays, bisexuales y transgénero, fue detenido arbitrariamente en marzo de 2007. En la comisaría otros detenidos lo violaron y golpearon repetidamente, al parecer instigados por un agente.Según informes recabados por Amnistía

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Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilightLead me out on the moonlit floorLift your open handStrike up the band and make the fireflies danceSilver moon's sparklingSo kiss meI just saw a bunch of fireflies in the garden. They mesmerize me. I still can't believe they produce light all on their own. And they can fly. I'm totally jealous of that. And these tiny marvels brought up memories of almost ten

Sixpence Notthewiserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11230453585589265578noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20161586.post-67896773298714066152008-06-30T14:51:00.007-05:002008-07-01T05:20:00.993-05:00

...to make you feel proud?It was the two-weekend-Pride-marathon of the year. I went to three Pride celebrations and I have to admit that I had a great time. I saw cool acts (The Cliks!) I danced to awesome music (live DJs!) and I marched with brothers and sisters in arms. What else is a gay boy to ask for?Yeah, I know. Equality and all that. But this is America, so there is an uphill battle to

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The more things change... the more they stay the same... The second video has been disowned by JC Penney and the wingnuts have managed to get the third one pulled from TV in Britain. Back to the first one...

Sixpence Notthewiserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11230453585589265578noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20161586.post-72624660459467214442008-06-23T15:23:00.004-05:002008-06-23T21:42:25.912-05:00

This has been a very weird summer. It's been raining a lot and I don't even know how I feel about it. I used to like rain. But now it somehow scares me. It makes me afraid we're gonna have a flood and my all my stuff is going to be ruined. And that's because my 'office' -my little world- is in the basement and I keep all my stuff down there. Why, you'd wonder, would I keep all my things (books,

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Ok, so my four weeks in group therapy are up. A month. It seemed like a year. For real. And yesterday when I did my post-test, the shrink showed me how fucked up my pre-test was. Boy was I freaking the hell out. Oh well. So now on to upkeep once a week.And that's actually worrying. You know, therapy feels like a safety net. With all those people in the room, who help you stay away from ruminating

Sixpence Notthewiserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11230453585589265578noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20161586.post-69682918053702137822008-06-16T20:57:00.007-05:002008-06-18T07:22:22.450-05:00

The Urban Dictionary (one of my favorites) defines Mojo as:Mojo N. 1. Self-confidence, Self-assuredness. As in basis for belief in ones self in a situation. Esp. I context of contest or display of skill such as sexual advances or going into battle. 2. Good luck fetish / charm to bolster confidence. 3. ability to bounce back from a debilitating trauma and negative attitudeWell, I am in therapy for

Sixpence Notthewiserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11230453585589265578noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20161586.post-13785612136096675532008-06-13T07:37:00.003-05:002008-06-13T08:15:58.123-05:00

We created an 'emergency kit' in therapy. I thought it was cool. I like doing projects and things like that. I am good at what people call 'learning by doing' (maybe that's why I have learned most things in life the hard way, but who cares) and I thought it was pretty cool. The lady who lead that one session asked us not to spend money on it, but use things we already had. I decided to take it to

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So I've been going to therapy. Cognitive therapy, as our shrink calls it. I have been going to group therapy for two and a half weeks. Two weeks, altogether, with some missing spots here and there because I had to travel out of town and could not attend. It helps tons, this kind of thing. It helps when you tell your secrets, lies and fears to a group of people who are sometimes in a more dire

Sixpence Notthewiserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11230453585589265578noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20161586.post-46555217469612836982008-06-02T21:52:00.004-05:002008-06-09T06:10:02.321-05:00

Sex and the city.I used to watch the show religiously. Well, this was way before Queer as Folk, before gay men actually could talk about their lives and sex and show their assess in cable television. Carrie and her friends, though flawed and narcissistic and self-centered and enabling (they enabled each other's neuroses and maladjustments) were a very good reflection of my narcissism and

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Dear Joe Blow.Fuck you. I'm fucking mad at you. I am mad at you because you have power over me. And you don't even know me. For you, I am one more number, one more case to look at, one more nuisance in a day full of them. I am one more folder, one more form you have to fill out, one more thing you have to check out in your checklist. One more thing before you go home, to your little life outside

Sixpence Notthewiserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11230453585589265578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20161586.post-34911898796087075852008-05-26T09:12:00.004-05:002008-05-26T19:38:51.497-05:00

*smooches*Thanks. That was too cool. Well, I have been officially "diagnosed" with things that you only find in the DSM. Nothing new there, don't you think? And about time, too.And I'm trying some stuff to get better. Not drugs yet, but I may even be closer to Paxil than I think. But that would make me gain weight, so I hope they decide on Prozac or something fashionable. What I basically got

Sixpence Notthewiserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11230453585589265578noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20161586.post-48689142454156596142008-05-23T11:29:00.002-05:002008-05-23T11:41:08.148-05:00

Still feeling like shit. Sorry. Nothing new to report. *sigh*

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Right now I'm too fucked up in the head to write anything worth shit. My life sucks -more than slightly, and for several reasons- and I cannot put two thoughts together.Thank goodness for Facebook (you totally know I'm an internet whore) and the inspiration (or desperation) it brings.Check this out. I belong to the Facebook version of it and now they have come up with an amazing online effort

Sixpence Notthewiserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11230453585589265578noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20161586.post-56109333944888210802008-05-16T14:28:00.002-05:002008-05-16T14:31:06.414-05:00

One image is worth a thousand words. MUTO a wall-painted animation by BLU from blu on Vimeo.This genius' name is BLUAnd yeah, that's right how I feel.

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Sixpence Notthewiserhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11230453585589265578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20161586.post-42285970345312916842008-05-14T18:30:00.005-05:002008-05-15T14:26:54.432-05:00

I am stressed out. My life depends on other people and that sucks. Big time. I don't like it when decisions (big ones) that have huge influence in my life are taken by other people. Gosh, I'm so stressed out that I cannot even think straight. Not that I'd want to, but seriously, this is not a good feeling.I feel powerless, I feel useless and I feel angry.Hopefully, but tomorrow afternoon,

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