"Flow my QUEERS / FALL from your springs" - an autumn tea dance, 2014

http://www.entertainmentearth.com/images/AUTOIMAGES/CG40020lg.jpg

There is no end in sight

oh, i was hoping the lack of a summer thread was a permanent vacation :(

We're back

Finally I'm feeling like I'm behaving like a gay man and can't we all type about it?

right-this-minute behaving? are you SHOPPING?

Glad to see this.

Saving me from embarrassment after checking out guy at cafe on Saturday: girlfriend saying to guy, "It's true -- you're hot"

I don't know if I had a hand in ending the gay threads or not, but if I did, I'm sorry and will withdraw into the sweet depression of autumn.

we should open a bakery called Sweet Depression.

or retitle ours No Depression

excellent, a music ref old enough for me to get!

No depression, no shopping, but I did grow a beard in August and suddenly found myself falling face-first into ass

I always wear a harness just in case that happens.

(But I shaved about ten days ago)

Eric don't pull out

funny – I fell ass-first into a face last month

I had a moment a month ago where I was naked at the mirror and I asked my bf "are my hips getting wider or is my cock getting smaller?"

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-cJmpwkUx4

Does this dick make my butt look big?

I hitch my pants up about 40x daily; plz tell me there is a biological reason. (I'm not losing weight either, bcz I believe pizza is part of my pharmacopoeia.)

I never have to do that. My big ass butt keeps them up.

I am big. It's my pants that got small.

falling face-first into ass

this is how i want to die tbh

also: hello hey hi

"Is the Rectum a Bouncy House?"

Finally I'm feeling like I'm behaving like a gay man and can't we all type about it?

Finally?

Welllllll yeah? Considering I've spent the last five years embracing and feeling good about my non-male queer headspace, any time I find my face in a man's ass I'm a little surprised

cant say that switching from full beard to mustache has really garnered me any more male attention but let me tell you, older women absolutely LOVE it

you are def oozing retro class

"are my hips getting wider or is my cock getting smaller?"

braggin 2014 but i lost like ~40 lbs this year and it was like i was rewarded with additional length as a bonus.

like not even a lot but enough for me & my bf to notice.

sorry that post was probably obnoxious tmi. ive been away from ilx and ive missed you all, so of course i start by relaying status updates about my penis.

I've missed these threads, TMI and all!

More penis posts!

I'm trying to type about What The Fuck Happened To Me over the last couple months but it's tough to get it right, I will save posting it til tomorrow

swole thighs def pop mah dick out

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All good, I hope--though "What The Fuck Happened To Me" is less than encouraging.

http://i.imgur.com/fwN2oiz.jpg

thighs kinda swole tbh

No, WTFHTM is entirely positive but it's hard to get the details right. Most of you who know me even a little bit know that I’m a sex-prude, that I’m Grindr-scared and monogamous with few or no exceptions. I hear about the sexcapades of my friends with increasing envy. But now for the third time ever in my life I’ve felt emotionally liberated by the intentions of the bodies of others and I wanted to share that with you homos.

Oh, good! Share away!

(when yr ready, of course)

looking good sailor! xxp

tyvm :]

Every time I get momentarily liberated it just doesn't end well.

But I'm happy for thigh pics.

My big ass butt keeps them up.

rejected "Anaconda" lyrics

I was dating a dude and then we broke up and now shit's mildly weird but still okay

also the other day I hooked up w/ that guy that I was dating that stopped dating me to be bf's with my ex and then they broke up so then I banged him! It was v fun!

i have also become a bit more exhibitionistic in the interval as if that was not already obvious

steve are you interested in resuming a relationship with dude or?

oh heavens no

no to all previous dudes

harsh but fair

"no to all previous dudes"

you're so wise.

except you

jeezus this thread is going to be Looking now eh

(which i haven't seen)

i'm not previous yet!

also I went to Fire Island for the first time this summer; that's p gay, right?

there's an undeveloped mile-long wooded stretch connecting the two gay areas and it's called The Meat Rack and I was lazily strolling through at like 9:30 or 10 AM, like REALLY early for strolling around Fire Island I'd think, and some dude STILL tried to cruise me! But he was really boring looking so I just smiled and nodded and kept walking

i saw guys blowing each other in broad daylight there 2 summers ago

(it was a Saturday, tho)

my boyfriend went to fire island for the first time, too. he was only around the gay areas for a day but he stumbled into witnessing semi-public ass eating in full daylight.

that's called 'brunch'

hardcore braunch

Looking good, sailor

OK OK, so I was travelling for the past three weeks with a gay couple. The two of them were dead affectionate to each other, all cuddles all the time. At first the joy was infectious and I loved travelling with them. I felt elevated in a vicarious way. They were so different from me and my boyfriend. I have been physically away from my boyfriend for nearly two years. He has mostly been a frustrated voice on the phone. He has never been the affectionate type and I like that, it hardens me and makes me sharp. But here I am in the back seat while these two gays cuddle and laugh and take care of each other, and after a week of feeling good about it, I start to feel a pressure in my stomach, and I start to feel isolated and alone.

I started to think, “why is that affection not in my life?” I started to feel-deeply the things I’d sing every night, and think they were uniformly coming from a place of frustration, from a place of upset. All fierceness, no sweetness. I thought of a recent conversation-over-tea I had with ILXor anthony, where he sighed and told me my writing and singing voice was cold and unemotional. I thought of another loveable shithead who cuttingly and devastatingly described me as some kind of gay robot that he felt no empathy towards. We listened to the new Perfume Genius in the van and I thought I was maybe not playing enough to type. I thought of the couple in the front seat, holding hands while driving, massaging each other’s shoulders while resting, and I started to think: “maybe these people have a point. Maybe I have no affection in my life. Maybe this is why my songs are written in anger. Maybe this is why I still live hand-to-mouth. Why I break-even on my tours. This is why I should quit.”

But then suddenly and surprisingly the gay couple invited me into their bed. They were at first curious and then enthusiastic. The affection extended outward to our waking life. We started cuddling on the bus rides. We slept together in the same bed every night. We lay together in the grass in Texas and drew closer and closer until we were a bundle. We went book-shopping and read poetry over each other’s shoulders. It was two-weeks of total barf-inducing splendour.

Every day I called home and told my boyfriend every detail. He knew I’d been through a year of depression and he was super-encouraging. His only regret (and mine) was that he wasn’t there also to enjoy their company. He finally did arrive, and we had a foursome, which I’d never done before, but was amazing because nobody for a moment felt left out.

Now I'm back home. The glow is wearing off. I’m not sure if the arrangement is over. Nobody wants it to be over, but distance is putting it on a break. Strong winds are tossing my head, I’m writing three to four hours a day. Two of my friends recently and independently told me (incl. former-ILXor Alex in MTL): “fgti, you don’t believe you deserve good things and that’s why you get so weird when things are good.” But for a moment I felt like I deserve good things. I didn’t feel that my depression, my financial precariousness, that any of those issues were a result of me or my own failings. I felt happy about my spiky boyfriend and his spiky ways, and I’m happy my work is the way it is, all tuff love, all business. And I felt good, for the first time in years, about being a queer, that I could experience stuff like this and have no feelings of guilt or dysfunction afterward.

Not to be flip, but have you sung about that yet?

My two best friends are a couple and I still don't fully admit to wishing that they'd invite me into their lives that way.

About what? Feeling good about queerness? Not to be Kristevan but all my songs are already about that

Eric why don't you ask them?

We listened to the new Perfume Genius in the van and I thought I was maybe not playing enough to type. I

and a very good thing you're not

I fucking love that guy and his music forever and ever into the sun. Toronto is filled with queer bands and queer artists and many of them are my friends. I have always personally tried to be third-wave about things and not get explicit about sex organs and bodies except as punchlines. But then there's Perfume Genius who's basically a stack of Dennis Cooper and Mishima novels with every line underlined until the paper's worn through and of course he kills himself at the end of the video but it works, it really works, it's beautiful without being corny, mostly because it is so unsubtle and blunt, and suddenly I feel like I've for years been a jaded shithead to my queer musician friends in their bunny and wolf outfits and their powerpoint presentations

some mornings the coffee is just essential, you know?

I don't like to get into comparing queer aesthetic strategies but I don't have the ears to appreciate PG's

and goon, I'm delighted at this, er, twist in your sexual life! I sensed the reluctance before.

well, talk about busy! fwiw you've never seemed robotic to me.

I can't even keep track of who is a former ILXor anymore (ie, you have to be gone about 3 years for me to notice).

Thanks for sharing, goon. Not to sound too self-absorbed, but I'm in a relationship where I occasionally get told that I'm not barf-enducingly (love that, btw) affectionate enough, so I can't help but see a bit of myself in that. Glad yr feeling good about being a queer!

Perfume Genius: I loved bits of his first record--the ones given over to his artless, elliptical storytelling--but by the second album it sounded like had learned to write proper songs, and the magic was gone for me. I dunno, I'm a fickle listener. The older I get, the pool of artists that I find consistently great every time out gets smaller, but I'm willing to admit that it is probably me, not them.

Thanks for listening to my brags but it's like "holy shit I feel good about something for the first time in years".

goooooon, that is pretty amazing, though! not just the menage, which seems fun & exciting, but moreso the heart-softening & explorations of tenderness. (i am by nature a big huggy shmoopy dope, tho.)

About what? Feeling good about queerness? Not to be Kristevan but all my songs are already about that

Oh, I meant this recent incident/development specifically. But I dunno. I could never be a songwriter. I don't usually even hear lyrics most of the time outside of outliers like Bjork.

Hey! I haven't meant to be former. Just been super super busy moving to TO (far away from fgti and his delicious cooking) and dealing with not entirely having an apartment until last week and working ALLLLLL the time and trying to figure out exactly how ok/not ok I am with the break up that accompanied my move. And also not wanting to bring joyous gay threads down with sad break up bullshit.

But yeah. Broke up two weeks before moving due to what seemed like a last minute decision against long distance but revealed itself to be more general dissatisfaction with the relationship on his part that had been bottled up or put aside until convenience/timing/no longer living together brought it to the fore. Hadn't been actively into me sexually or apparently romantically for a while, the former more consciously than the latter. Living together and the fact that we were a good team and supportive of each other and good for each other in other ways made it easier for him to run on fumes, I guess?

It's been two months now and other than the awkward two weeks pre move when we still lived together and he was slowly starting to date or meet guys or whatever we have transitioned into a friendship pretty quickly - which I generally feel good about and I dont miss him per se although I am still trying to learn how to be comfortable at being single again in the midst of all these other life changes.

And also, the similarly-structured collapse of two sequential long term relationships is giving me pause. For whatever reason I am somehow killing people's sexual interest in me while thwy remain emotionally attached and see me as a good boyfriend or whatever. Which - two two year relationships is not necessarily a pattern but it suggests I'm doing something wrong.

oh c'mon, let's not create an unnatural standard of joy. Glad you're here. xp

I think there are other possibilities than that you're doing something wrong.

For myself, I hope to hit a couple Canadian metropolises next year, once I can afford trips again.

For now I'm working all the time anyway - need to get back to it tbh - and barely have time to see friends or exercise or cook, let alone date. So some single time is probably really important for my mental health. I just need to keep away from hookups cause using make attention as a replacement for self esteem is a bad habit I need to break.

I mean. doing something wrong is broadly construed. That 'something wrong' could be not finding time for therapy. Or dating two 21 year olds with no prior relationship experience. For example.

Here, here.

Oh, you meant that as a bad thing.

So is people getting asked to participate in threesomes like a common thing? Two separate people have told me about getting approached for them (and not by strangers).

can't plan them either unless the other couple are awesome pervs

i've enjoyed threesomes but never as the 3rd with a couple.

i've enjoyed threesomes but never as the 3rd with a couple.

― Acting Crazy (Instrumental) (jed_), Wednesday, September 24, 2014 7:11 PM (1 minute ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

I have. It began with my interest in one of them. At the club we went at it. His partner of many years though was not to be denied. It ended as a regular tryst for a month. The irony: the partner who joined in is one of my closest friends while the guy I liked faded.

Well that answered my question.

Never been the third with another couple, but have had many *as* a couple. Usually planned things with friends, occasionally with hookups. Does this make us awesome pervs?

yep

are we actually having a "dance" per the thread title? i'll go if it's close

i remember now why these threads depress me

Dancing.

I'll go if we have tea.

deal

:-)

on my way as soon as I finish this episode of "Unsolved Mysteries."

http://becomingadorrable.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/06/fullhouse.gif

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Whenever someone mentions Unsolved Mysteries I just think about the film class I took years ago where we watched Written on the Wind and most of the class couldn't get over Robert Stack being in the movie.

i'm watching baseball instead of going to jockstrap night at the Eagle

i'm looking at my my friend's 500-photo flickr album of Folsom (f/ one of us! not me!) and being sad about my body

link

https://www.flickr.com/gp/diablodivine/503Z6h/

ty x

I've had a scarce few number of threesomes as a couple but this experience has taught me that one can never be sensitive enough to the feelings of the 3rd. Bittersweet thing to taste another couple's bliss.

Good point. Just reminded me of one we had years ago with a guy who had just been dumped--after we all finished and collapsed on the bed (with me in the middle), he made an attempt to cuddle me as we all started drifting off. Thinking it was kind of weird, I made some (partially, at least) b.s. excuse about being physically uncomfortable due to overheating and needing space. I feel like a bit of a dick about that now.

i've had 3ways & 4gies but not while involved with my current boyfriend so it's been some time. the only times i was in bed with another couple it was an MMF arrangement with a married bisexy folks

Now that I haven't tried!

it was fine, i guess, save for the fact it was part of a long, fucked-up & substance-addled relationship i had with the other dude

i mean they are both decent people but i dont talk to them anymore

anyway, i have been thinking about fgti's longer post a lot this week, insofar as I feel it oddly mirrors / inverts some recent changes in my own relationship. due to changing work schedules, my boyfriend and i have been seeing a good deal less of each other. we still see each other pretty much daily but our time together has become limited, maybe only an hour a day sometimes. physical closeness has always been a very important aspect of my relationship to me, and it's been a difficult adjustment in some ways. i miss him sometimes. a lot of the time. i am very touchy and sensual and affectionate by nature so his absence feels like a craving to me.

in a way, its made me aware of how much -- perhaps to an unhealthy extent -- i gave relied on him for companionship, and for keeping feelings of loneliness away. i have many friends & acqusintances but i don't have many close confidants. in fact, i think online friendships have largely filled that confidant role for me over the years.

but now, see, now i'm at a place where i have more time to myself, more space to pursue my own projects and my own personal friendships (rather than those we gave with people as-a-couple). All these things i feel scared & vulnerable about. i'm trying to push into these feelings and trying to figure out who i am outside the relationship, as just myself alone.

similar experiences and feelings for me rn. scared about transitions, trying not to feel like i'm losing things, figuring out what new starts mean and look like.

also feeling like my self-quashed inner kinkdom needs some space to play.

when you say 'space to play' do you mean like a dungeon or a locker room or

>;]

outdoors in hunting camo

whatcha hunting?

I spent an hour or two this evening frolicking with the most feminine father of two I've ever met. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I hitch my pants up about 40x daily; plz tell me there is a biological reason. (I'm not losing weight either, bcz I believe pizza is part of my pharmacopoeia.)

― son of a lewd monk (Dr Morbius), Monday, September 22, 2014 11:39 AM Bookmark

I do this too. My biological reason is having no hips whatsoever.

https://newyork.craigslist.org/que/mis/4690147503.html

ha! that's kinda cute i think?

as cute as sneering scene report can be, i guess

hey gays

hey clouds!

yo

i haven't been doing much gay stuff lately. had a lot of sex over the summer that led to nothing but me being frustrated and sad. i have been crushing on this gorgeous dude at work (shaved head, stache, heart-melting smile and country brogue). conversations have been short but he's seemed to make a point of coming over and saying hello whenever i've been there. and according to a coworker it might be reciprocated? but according to another he might be not out/not very outgoing sexually so i could be setting myself up for heartbreak, but WE'LL SEE.

CLOUDS IN MY COFFEE

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xADrCKYUEcc

^^ inspiration for the name

i got a high and tight and chopped the beard to a goatee. too many beards w shaved sideheads and cremed cuts out there rn. it's sort of thrilling looking like a redneck goon. people give me suspicious looks. trying to smile more often. also i'm kind of stacked. http://publib.boulder.ibm.com/infocenter/sametime/v8r0/topic/com.ibm.help.sametime.801.doc/Mobile/cool.gif

i gained a lot of weight over the summer, and promptly lost a lot of it in a single month of having barely any cash to pay for food. :\

also i'm kind of stacked. 

pix plz

legs and arms are still bigger than they were before i started, and i lost the gut i had been building up while bulking so... plus

I can't get enough of Chaka.

food is the hardest part of lifting i swear. it costs a bit up front but is a lot less than eating out all the time ime. also super interesting to talk about.

i like these clouds lately
http://www.discogs.com/artist/2105574-Clouds-5

i'll do a pic later on my broke ass phone maybe

stay tuned

>_>

my music listening has mostly consisted of syro on youtube interrupted by ebay ads and old piano recordings

the latter not interrupting the aphex, tbc

I am also lifting but it is more like a desperate man clinging to the last plank of a capsized raft.

Bf and I just arrived in a NYC for two days off [/partyhat]

I was desperately looking for an "older, handsome man" to be cast in a thing I'm shooting and was coming up short and was one phone call away from calling Morbs to help me do a spot-casting at a gay bar. Found someone though, a beautiful bearded man

words to live by

oh well i stay out of gay bars lately, but anything for you. xp

am not lifting, but i did take my 'roids this morning

Not lifting, just pushing (into downward dogs) and pulling (myself up the wall).

i did yoga for the first time ever with la lechera a couple weeks ago, it was awesome

I never realized sweating could be so neat.

i was next to this blonde lanky pyt and watching him do the initial quick sharp breathing made me feel some type of way.

So you set your intention?

i've gone to this guy's nude yoga class a few times. it's at his house. last time i went everyone piled in the hot tub afterwards and gave each other handjobs. that's weird, right?

why even bother with the yoga

idk

namaste

lol

Man, nasty.

yoga pays off sexually because you can handle weirder positions for a longer time if you're more flexible

the hot tub thing, idk if that's cool or not cool, guess it depends on how into each other everyone is (as with all group encounters)

also hi gays

no real news here, just growing my hair real long and teaching and writing and feeling overworked and frantic, feel like how a short order cook must feel when the toast and the egg orders are piling up and you think to yourself I got this but then you start to smell burning . . .

have you much committee work? I know what a pain in the g spot that is.

also: hot tubs are unsanitary imo

but then so is sex

no more than annilingus

http://www.rhodesbishopsstortford.org.uk/wp-content/uploads/2013/08/Annie.jpg

ay

re:committees yeah I am on a few of those but it's more that I say yes to doing reader's reports on book manuscripts and when you combine that with saying yes to conferences while also teaching, it's just too much all piled up like that

gotta slow this shit down /avoid getting spread too thin (no yoga joke there)

annies horribilis xp

yeah sharing air and varying quantities of physical contact with a ppl in a sex-party space is about as risky as I've ever wanted to get; bubbling water no

I suppose you could call it a committee

I always knew that was really what nude yoga was about I knew it

i have enough difficulty suppressing spontaneous arousal in yoga class to begin with, nude yoga would be just too much

handjobs are great but i'm not climbing into any stranger's hot tub, that's some gross-out petri dish nonsense

at the risk of TMI, a decade ago I had some very hot sex in a hot tub in the backyard at a friend's house party

most people in the hot tub were just kinda groping each other or making, but I actually pulled this cute guy all the way, uh, onto me and we really went for it

he was a very cute pr0nstar boy named Dylan and I was realllllly drunk

in retrospect, that was going a bit too far and not my proudest public moment

that said, hot tub sex can go very wrong:

my bf once put his head under the water in the hot tub of an LA sex club and . . . . .

got gonorrhea in his nose

WHAT YOU PUTTIN UP YOUR NOSE

he had this weird pain in his nose and went to the doctor and the doctor looked in his nose and started laughing and goes "and what have YOU been doing?" and then they figured it out

he didn't even have sex with anyone at the club

so watch out for those, uh, protein pools, even if you remain chaste

"petri dish" is right

ty

jesus. pretty sure i got gonorrhea of the tonsils after a vigorous throat fucking years ago but at least i did something to deserve it

My last time in a hot tub was two friends -- guy and girl -- who started making out and dry humping beside me. My attempts to get involved were gently and politely rejected.

I had swimmin' pool sex a couple times but was unable to come. It's not like the movies!

i can't swim.

It's not like the movies!

Showgirls lied to us

nothing unsexier than chlorine imo

well not "nothing" i guess

canned tuna is unsexy

i cook my own nondescript white meat

I was desperately looking for an "older, handsome man" to be cast in a thing I'm shooting and was coming up short and was one phone call away from calling Morbs to help me do a spot-casting at a gay bar. Found someone though, a beautiful bearded man

um hello I could have helped you out here

Man I have never had pool sex or hot tub sex, what a square :-/

no scratch that bcz if we had to list strange places we have sexed I am confident that I could outdo some if y'all

I take everything I said about yoga back. I nearly died during today's hot yoga. Never before have I been more convinced I was spiraling toward hyperthermia.

Not until every drugstore has sold its last pill.

"Spiraling Toward Hyperthermia" was always my favorite Sarah McLachlan album

It was always my favourite Joan Didion book.

Well this has thread officially RUINED one of my favourite sex acts

after sucking dick
i have bumps on my tonsils
it's gonorrhea

damn, it's true

eric are you doing bikram or vinyasa or something else?

I've done both, but yesterday was bikram.

i fuckin love bikram tbh, you should see my chunky ass in standing bow-pulling pose, im majestic as fuck

My skinny ass looks like hell in that pose, and I can only see my foot above my head about every other time.

You SHOULD, tho, see me growing my tree branches.

are you talking about tree pose or are you literally growing trees? or both?

for real tho i look like a grown-ass version of a chubby valentine cupid xp

There is a series of boxing workouts for gay men that has caught on in NYC, but i have been too chemo'd up / been busy with Hou movies to go yet. It is held in a Chelsea gym, of course and called Velevet Gloves. Their FB notices promise "You will not get hit in the face," which takes some of the fun out of it.

also they apparently play gay music during it, hoping for fgti's or tune is space

I saw an article about that and pictured you hitting things that little extra harder.

i def need an outlet for extra anger, and this looks easier than roughsex

I wondered whether the American politics thread was enough for you.

that's just jaundice and diarrhea

dr morbius you saw boxing gym right? in new exercise things there's a dance studio just opened up down the road prob going to sign up for a hip-hop class do the beyonce.

yes i did see it. is this in Austin too?

was just awed by all of the agility drills done by boxers which that film showed, sounds fun, hope you make it.

well if they start in on agility, i'm sunk.

not literally. otoh i think i'm satisfied for now with a book of prints by this guy: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Bellows.

been posting this everywhere but i didn't know horatio alger was basically a sugar daddy? alfred probably knew.

got a new computer! haven't had my own in about three years. which means:

http://i.imgur.com/L1tqhVr.png

Yeah but where are the semi naked pictures of you and matt

okay. have a gross b'room selfie

http://i.imgur.com/DYfDCL3.jpg

WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU? You changed your entire body! Looks.,,. Awesome.

Seriously i would never have recognised you.

nice guns kiddo

:3

those too

Thanking you.

nice arms & a cute belly.

rowr

http://i.imgur.com/faKgH1o.jpg

unnnffffff

Mmm-hmm! (When did this thread get so ... sw0le?)

yeah, bye guys

Holy shit!

Ummmm so I was choked the other night and I was amazed and surprised at how Turned On I was by it, then it progressed to full-on arm-on-trachea last night. Today I am doing some research so I don't accidentally get sex-killed.

You should be fine as long as you're not doing it inxs

Choking should be like a once-a-year, birthday sort of treat.

You should restage it, only this time singing "Original Sin."

Ah so all resources basically say "v dangerous don't do it!"

Went to the cinema to see Pride a few days ago and thought it was absolutely brilliant. It is really corny in places but I would still absolutely recommend it to anyone.

The trailer gave me major Full Monty vibes, but I'll probably end up seeing it anyway.

It is definitely in the line of British feelgood movies such as Full Monty and Billy Elliot, but I couldn't stand those films and got a lot from this.

a Brit friend of mine who loves that type of stuff pronounced it "great" so I am determined to avoid.

At the gay boxing workout in Chelsea on Saturday, they gave away Erasure tickets.

Pride looks exactly like the kind of thing that my mom will go see.

they should've thrown Judi Dench in there for insurance

We used to use these threads for birthday wishes, so HBD clouds!

clouds! birthday! yes! x

Happy birthdee

xo

thank yall! i had class/work all day but got my first tattoo ever y'day as a present to myself; also got my work crush's phone number so maybe there'll be hangouts soon? who knows!

Just shoot me.

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/10/08/aromantic-demiromantic-queerplatonic_n_5948256.html?utm_hp_ref=gay-voices

It started as LGBT (lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender) and later grew into LGBTQIA (adding in queer, intersex and asexual). But it may become even more inclusive as advocates push for the addition of three new labels: aromantic, demiromantic and queerplatonic.

But what exactly do those terms mean? HuffPost Live's Nancy Redd found out on Monday when she spoke with several panelists who use them to describe their own sexuality.

One of them was Victoria Allen, a queerplatonic woman, who shed some light on the nature of her unconventional relationship.

"I have a queerplatonic partner, which is more intense than a normal best friend relationship, and it's almost like a romantic relationship but without any of the romantic attraction or any of the things that are usually considered romantic," Allen said. "It's just quite intense platonic feelings involved."

Stormy O'Brink, an LGBTQIA activist who identifies as asexual, said romance is not a factor "in any way, shape or form" for her and her partner, who identifies as lithromatic, which denotes a person who feels attraction toward another but does not desire reciprocation.

"I think the most romantic we got was last night, watching 'Thelma And Louise' for the first time," O'Brink said. "That's how we like it. That's just how this relationship works."

I don't care what they don't do, as long as they don't not do it in the streets and frighten the horses who are long gone.

So it's settled, asexuals must do it in the streets and spook the zombie horses.

bring on the zombie horses

I still exist. I made a lot of curry recently. I don't understand how people meet or date once they are out of school and working 9 to 5 (or 8 to 7 as the case may be).

Like, cities are big and finding time to randomly encounter people is nigh impossible, let alone finding time for actual dates idgi.

hi! yeah, random never worked for me.

ya welcome to my fkn life for the last 2 years

Why do you people think people get married young?

knocked up

hope everyone had an exciting full moon eclipse, shit is bonkers, yeeeehaww

in other news, i have started an etsy shop to sell some of the vintage ties i collected. it's cute. i have already made my first sale to our very own doctor daniel, may the dark lord bless & keep him

I got a present for my bf early. My vow is to buy presents sooner this year, and yr etsy store is a fine place for that. Kudos!

no problem, i had suspected it was for m. as it seemed more his style than yours, tbh.

So last night I treated myself to some coffee ice cream while taking a break from the endless writing of conference talks. Finally hit the hay at 3 am and had a vivid obesity nightmare in which I had a gigantic bellly that floated out and upwards towards the sky, like a huge anti-gravity flesh-balloon. I woke up feeling really pissed off that my unconscious is a fat-phobic gay bodyshame cliché that punishes me for having a small scoop of ice cream. So that's it, I'm going to break up with my own unconscious. We are so done. Never liked you anyway.

What it the ice cream itself contains the body shame? And you, having absorbed it, also absorbed its own self-loathing?

that must have been in the toffee bar chips! coffee related materials would never hurt me

My unconscious is a hurricane of resentment and shame, but I appreciate that it's there, it makes my waking life feel bright and beautiful

tune, don't beat up on your unconscious too much. I don't know if it is fat-phobic, so much as just aware that, as gay men, we are subject to rigorous bodily standards.

i am feeling so powerful and happy lately. it could just be the fall weather but the year of self-actualization continues apace.

Let's chat about it. I'm in the same place. What is going on.

i feel like i've spent the last 3 years in a cave feeling basically worthless, easily wounded by an offhand remark that no one else would remember, my interpersonal relations mainly being governed by fear and a need to impress/be liked. i've done a lot of work in dropping these kinds of attachments, and the result so far has been that i've been somewhat fearless in my presentation of myself. i don't feel like i need to couch my actual opinions about things that matter in order to protect myself or the other person and thus present some kind of muddled unsatisfactory image of myself that just isn't true. i've been more ready to acknowledge my own hypocrisy and hatred and to stop that bullshit dead in its tracks before acting upon it. i haven't been afraid to tell people who really matter how amazing i think they are and how much i love them, and i've found it easier to forgive people for the pain they've caused without resorting to feeling like a victim or a martyr. i know it sounds "woo crystals energy" etc but i've been cultivating the spheres of love truth and power without really knowing it, and i wouldn't say i'm a "better person" because i don't believe that exists, but rather i'm just revealing my actual self as tempered by all the bad shit i've experienced/felt/done, and sloughing off the sense of anger and resentment that i had been conditioned into believing was just the reality of things.

that is poorly edited/written but you get the idea.

Yes I do. I was going deep with a friend the other day, and he was talking about some traumas he'd had as a teenager/young adult and my instinctive response was "those traumas, as hard as they were for you, turned you into the empathic and incredible person that it is my privilege to know and love," and by extension made me feel empowered by my own fucked-up stuff.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FmuswTEGF-U

that's great. i wish i could achieve that, clouds. i'm horribly unhappy and i don't know what to do about it.

oh this is temporary, for sure. i'm happy for the moment, but i know more shadowy valleys are up ahead. at least now i feel like i can encounter them without necessarily feeling like those valleys are interminable.

instant mood elevator:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U2k7wv_G7vs

Just jumped at the end of the trip to extend the high.

'gay children are everywhere'

No self-actualization here. I'm stuck with whoever I accidentally became.

Has anybody else gone through periods of heterophobia?

quite often

Usually with me it's like "I love your kidses!" "I love your houses!" and I'm once a godfather and often a babysitter, but after a period of, well, intense fantasy of Living That Life, and even mentally prepping to like "adopt kids!" I was suddenly snapped out of it by two long-term couples/close friends being suddenly shittified by secret affairs. Added to this, the whole year of intensifying feelings of skepticism toward monoculture and its mechanisms, too much foul straight male misogyny floating around the internet, I'm starting to feel, well, the way I did ten years ago, I guess. I can't tell if this is a good thing, a return to pre-complacency, or related to something else.

i am less despairing abt it than i used to be, since it seems things really are changing and it's giving me heart to fight the bullshit in any context i encounter it and being uncompromising wrt my friends and knowing for sure that i will not have to censor myself in the least when i'm talking to them abt "gay stuff"

same applies to feminism. some actions/words from acquaintances have sort of led me to triangulate that they are a secret misogynist and i've decided not to give them a moment of my time.

also maybe feeling like i could handle myself in a fight has helped my confidence? i'm a pacifist but...

Yeah you look tuff :)

Most of my good friends are hets of all genders, and, yeah, their trifles and crises often bore me, but over the years I've noted the degree to which I've changed them.

My heterophobia is no match for my homophobia.

Which is to say few heterosexuals have hurt me as deeply as a choice few gaywads.

what Eric said.

now that gays are walking around with brats in tow they're even easier to hiss at.

The edgiest fgti passion i saw in an interview this year was "Destroy masculinity." Do I have to give up my boxing gear?

Oh word? Sounds like a paraphrase but I'll take it!

Soooo many conversations this month with men/women in failed/failing marriages. Normal-seeming suggestions like "separate vacations?" "Affairs?" "Breaktime?" all shut down by breeder dogma.

Also other conversations about dequeering of history but that's a whole other thing

i am a hot mess of feelings rn and have so much to say if I can find the time to type it all out

I wish you would, Stevie!

seconded

oh oops I forgot!

Saturday night someone posted on fb about this, like, naked hot tub party? And I thought he was joking and posted something on it and then our mutual friend texted me and was like "We are actually doing this, it's kind of a weekly thing, you should come, I'll put you on the list" etc, and I couldn't go that night but there was the extended invitation of a future naked hot tub party. Which is maybe not totally my thing in life right now but I like these dudes enough and it could be kinda fun, y'know

BUT

He said at one point that they pretty much have only one rule and that it's "you have to be hairy" and apparently I am not hairy enough and my invitation was essentially rescinded, and it just brought me back to that weird place of being attracted to ppl who look diff than you, who are not attracted to you, because they are all attracted to each other hot dudes. It gives rejection an additional facet of weirdness and otherness: we are in this cool club and we all love being in this club but we don't want you in this club, sorry, bye!

Anyway so then I was bummed out but was also spending the day with this new friend via Scruff who just moved to the area and we've been chatting for like a month. We met up for drinks the other day and he was pretty cool and kinda flirty and was excited to hang out again, so we were spending all day Saturday doing Philly stuff (he came over, I made him breakfast, we walked around the neighborhood, saw some sights, etc, etc). We went to see Skeleton Twins which was SOOOO GOOOOOD (well it was just OK but the actors were so excellent and it made me SUPER sentimental and feelingsy) and after like 10h he dropped me off at home and I tried to kiss him and he awkwardly pulled away and was just like "...sorry..." and then we spent 10 seconds pretending to be excited to hang out again and then I went home and sat in my bed and thought about this sad/sweet movie and also this weird one-two punch of rejection but then also about the positive things in my life too and how I'm not short-sighted enough to realize the superficiality of all of this dumb shit and that I have other much richer and more fulfilling validations in my life. I mean, like, I got uninvited to a party that probably would not have been the best ever, and this guy who was hot but also had kinda shitty tendencies didn't want to kiss me back, so what

ANYWAY

I've been hanging out w/ this dude I met at a party like a month ago and he is kind of my new favorite thing. He's this tiny (like 5'4") 35yo old-school punk guy who has a kid and IS A DOCTOR (technically a PA but still) and he's really into fossils and he's just adorable and excitable and sooooo rad and likes to hang out with me!! There was a huge gay street fair a couple weekends ago and he texted me and asked if I wanted to get brunch w/ him and his kiddo and then go to the fair, and then last Friday he came over and I made him this ridiculously good dinner and we killed a bottle of wine and a 6 pack and laughed a lot and fell asleep cuddling and when I woke up he was holding this teddy bear that he's had since he was 6 and brings w/ him if he might crash somewhere, idk, it was just like "this is so fucking ridiculously sweet/cute/adorable how is this even real", idk, it's been a while since I've felt that kind of SQUEEE and idk if we're actually gonna date but I really like kickin it w/ him

Last night I went over and me/him/kid did like arts and crafts and glued googly eyes onto pumkins and stuff and he read kiddo (and me) Harry Potter and did all of these voices it was just so ridiculous and awesome.

https://fbcdn-sphotos-g-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-xfa1/v/t1.0-9/10387607_10104386434477029_8653327194267521318_n.jpg?oh=04d6b578901a2d6df0031e434533cf00&oe=54B3D7CE&__gda__=1420623395_870ff3ae0739d69e5228f354378c7270

he was holding this teddy bear that he's had since he was 6 and brings w/ him if he might crash somewhere

whoa this is... intense

the best anecdote I've read in months

cool update! those superficial rejections maybe clearing space for you to find what you really want.

The teddy-bear killed me

Like, he knew he was staying over so he didn't forget his teddy bear. The implication there is really beautiful

There is tonnes of good gay stuff happening in my life atm, and I'm embarrassed to talk specifics, but basically my Worst Year Ever has turned around big time

he has this cap that he wears all the time that has a Limp Wrist pin and a small feather in the back of it

xp told you so

also he middle-named his kid Genet

and his mother was Maids

nothin happenin over here in NY; tomw i'm watchin the World Series w/ bunch of ILXors. So may not really even be gay anymore.

want to visit Philly soon tho; have u seen the David Lynch thing yet, SD?

oh yes it is v v good, A+, would see again

i've spent most of the afternoon picking splinters out of my hands

What did you do?

punching doors or planing them?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LNd40VOQmPY

building my loft bed; handling a buncha lumber

I was at Julius' for a birthday last night; I never noticed they have Boys in the Band stills on the wall in back.

did you notice Lithgow and Molina nursing vodka tonics and scotch?

Did you tell the bartender you were on the front lines in '69?

There are very few moments in life as good as this.

the Molina movie I use as more of a model for m2m relations is Prick Up Your Ears

(and it's been so long since I've had one up my ears)

Prick up your ears, tic down your years.

OK, I'll stop.

in addition to a Love Is Strange poster they also have one for Next Stop Greenwich Village, which apparently also had a scene there I can't recall (I assume with the Antonio Fargas character? altho the bar wasn't gay yet in '53, I don't think).

The landmark kiss-in was '66 i believe.

Vanessa Redgrave is my model for m2actor relations.

Stevie are you going to hear Optimo tomorrow?

tonight rather!

WHAT THE FUCK THEY'RE PLAYING TONIGHT AND I HAD NO IDEA

Yes, probably then!

JED_ I AM SO FUCKIGN STOKED RIGHT NOW

i didn't know about it until now!

https://www.facebook.com/events/670303293047702/

Well, I've had the first conversation with a good female friend about having a baby together. We're still at the safely just-joking phase, but I'm sure with a little more time we'll get past that.

And good.

It could only have been your natural timidity that stopped you

Q Crisp, why throw away the one natural advantage, etc

Not being married is another.

http://i.imgur.com/OV5eTyD.jpg

ayyy its tuesday hello

mornin'!

how are everyones thighs today, strong & sensual i hope

my right forearm swelled up like a balloon this morning, but it was from an i.v. not a can o' spinach

My thighs have been bigger, sadly.

Need more cool queer friends. We're having a bunch of heteros over tonight and I don't think I'm gonna be able to get them to go for getting drunk (well, that part we'll still do) and watching Vamp like I wanted to.

hi i will be yr cqf

Awesome, c'mon over! Party starts at 8.

k where do u live

i ain't doing shit tonight but smoking weed and playing zelda and listening to shiny 80s j-pop

I would get drunk if it was a different week, and watch Vampyr.

I wish I was in Philly with Stevie D jamming Intergalactic but instead I'm coming down from three weeks of hell work nursing a cold sore and watching Margaret for the umpteenth time

http://www.gayguys.com/2014/11/accepting-fact-hot-man-likes/

gay guys dot com

gay guys dot gov

gay guys dot mil

gay guys dot spank

ok. *clicks link*

j/k

Anyway, I found the advice useful for whenever such time comes as I finally witness someone hotter than myself.

*stands tapping foot, looks at watch impatiently and sighs*

u r both fly despite your inexplicable love for the silly Hausu

that movie is a testament of formal brilliance and i won't hear otherwise!

that movie is a testament of formal brilliance

i would think mostly for str8 white guys of a certain type

uh

yeah, i know, + camp instead of schoolgirl fetishes

made out w / a drunk but hot beardo in Philly last night, didnt go to his place cuz he wouldve biked while i wouldve had to cab. c'est le cock.

I got a B+ level blow job on Friday night.

i am always the damn bike guy

but going out is awful so

Mighta done it if I'd been less tired and had two cab fares in my budget tho. Also it was the first time anyone hit on me since i got sick, so h'ray.

morbs, what was his name??

I too made out w/ a drunk but hot beardo in Philly last night! My friend Max and I agreed that he was the hottest guy there. He was wearing hearing aids and we bonded over being idk weird queer dudes w/ hearing aids. It was rly cool and he was a really great kisser, too. But he lives in Pittsburgh so like fuck that.

aw cute!

his name was t-o-m

Oh huh I wonder who it was!

I have not had the same breadth of blowjobs to even think about grading them. I may have gotten BJs from... eight people?

My quartet situation is continuing. It's weirdly getting serious. I've been meeting siblings and cousins. I meet a mom on Wednesday.

bought tix to go hang w/ some friends in NOLA, a hot couple my ex and i would hook up w/ semi-regularly. they are also wonderful ppl: one is a crazy ginger tibetan buddhist who makes the best thai food i've ever had and the other is an extremely cynical ex german lit major who smokes tons of weed and talks abt starting a farm.

i miss the table is the table in this thread and am channeling his spirit, apparently

Lots of HIPPIE action in Philly this wkend too, apparently. ;)

I always presumed Alfred graded on a 4.0 scale, not letters.

xxpost

Just finished reading the latest (hit and miss, as is to be expected) edition of Best Gay Erotica. Didn't table have something featured in one of these?

I always presumed Alfred graded on a 4.0 scale, not letters.

― things lose meaning over time (Dr Morbius)

only orgasms

including Incomplete!

BANG

add/drop season is brief

we should all meet late Sat night in Brooklyn for these

http://www.mixnyc.org/27/event/please-relax-now/?instance_id=325

http://www.mixnyc.org/27/event/retinal-detachment/?instance_id=360

hey fgti, if I'm not too tired on Fri night maybe you'll run into me?

Oh really? Great! Pls say hi!

well, no surprise, I was too beat after seeing John Boorman ("cineMAH") at MoMA. Hope I am well enough to visit Montreal in the spring, maybe.

Anyway, p much need hedge clippers to get at these guys, blechhh:

http://www.buzzfeed.com/mrloganrhoades/introducing-the-hot-new-trend-among-men-lumbersexual

"new"?

well new to buzzfeed, or maybe to da str8s

tinder, lumber

Was looking for you Morbs, too bad you missed it, it was really good! I might head over to the MIX after party tonight if you're gonna be there

Guys I just had a whirlwind of a 24 hour New York trip, let me tell ~YOU~!!

I arranged a Sunday lunch btwn my high school senior little sis and my friend who works at FIT to talk abt college prospects, and I came up last night to meet up with this dude who I have been talking to off and on for like 3 yrs but never met, and we seriously p much just smoked w33d and did p0pp3rs and had awesome nasty sex for like 12 hours off and on with intermittent periods of half-asleep cuddling/grinding. I don't think we actually fell asleep proper at all, like there was never a point where we turned off the lights and made a conscious decision to stop having sex and sleep.

Also I finally got to fuck someone to the new Soft Pink Truth album which was equal parts hot and funny. Also at one point we ordered pizza and garlic bread and ate it in bed and watched Bob's Burgers. Also also I found out that this new 9x6 brand silicone lube I got that promises not to stain is not a v good lubricant.

AND THEN it turned out fgti was in town and I got to have morning coffee with him and his lovely friend!! What a delightful surprise!

Yay Stevie! Delicious buttery coffees and fried sandwiches!

TMI alert: the other night a bunch of us were partying at my house and we were talking Taylor Swift and picking our favourite songs, mine was "State Of Grace", of course, and when she sang "twin fire signs / four blue eyes" I thought about the difficulty of writing songs that would accurately describe a loving poly relationship and be able to achieve any sort of universal resonance. Cabaret notwithstanding, how do you communicate that affection? And I started to get sad about it until four of us were in bed and my face was in an ass and I heard Taylor singing "twin fire signs / four brown eyes"

xpost to Stevie

happy to provide the musical soundtrack to your rager of a weekend! good to know that somebody is feeling what I'm doing, as the point when you were going for it to SxPxTx was also the point at which my bf and I were subjected to lots of aggro from unhappy tuxed and ball-gowned attendees of this 500-dollar-a-plate museum gala where we were asked to DJ- at one point we literally had five different angry people waiting in line to complain to us that we were not playing the music they wanted (these are the sort of people who say "play dance music" to you while you are playing Michael Jackson, Daft Punk, Thelma Houston, Zapp, Beyonce, Cajmere, 2 Live Crew, etc.)

ha, that reminds me of Terre's story of DJing at the Tate:

She began by asking me to play something by Madonna. I joked that she clearly did not know who I was (ref. my anti-Madonna tyrade in "Ball'r (Madonna-Free Zone)"). She persisted, moving on to request Billy Bragg and the Pogues. As I was in the midst of playing a deep house set, I asked why she would even imagine I had such music with me. She continued with her requests, and I kept explaining I didn't have the type of music she wanted to hear. It is amazing how people presume DJ's always carry an arsenal of mainstream pop records. Sorry, I don't play at coming out parties or wedding receptions.

After what must have been at least ten minutes, I finally said, "I guess my answer to your requests is, 'No!'" This did not go over well.

"What?!!"

"No! My answer is no!"

Total shock-face. "How dare you!"

I pointed to the day's curator Stuart Comer, who was standing a few meters away, and suggested she complain to him. Her response was, "Who's that? Your boyfriend? What are you, faggots?" I pointed once again to Stuart and she repeated her insult, at which point I began screaming at the top of my lungs, "Yes, that's right! We are all faggots! This is a faggot party! Where the fuck do you think you are? We - are - all - faggots - here! This - is - a - faggot - party!"

AMEN!

http://www.comatonse.com/writings/2013_we_are_not_welcome_here.html

I'M GLAD EVERYONE ELSE IS HAVING FUN

well except for dd and his angry museum public i guess

Relax, I'm not having fun.

i was at MIX for an 11pm shorts films thing last night, fgti, and left as soon as i could bcz it was humid and hard to breathe. Like every year. #ancient

I mean the code-phrases "play older music", "play music we know", "play Frank Sinatra", "play old rock and roll" all start to look a little bit, uh, interesting when they exclusively come from rich old white people in tuxedos and ball gowns- it doesn't take a degree in semiotics to get that this means "stop playing all this music by black people"

The... only reason I'm so shameless abt talking about happytimes is bc remember this is coming off of 3+ years of polluting these thread and others with loneliness and depression

If you can't dance to what the DJ is playing ... leave.

people are fucking dumb though

Of course, anyone who can't dance to Michael Jackson, Daft Punk, Thelma Houston, Zapp, Beyonce, Cajmere, 2 Live Crew, etc. should really be put down.

please continue to have & share squeeful happytimes, guys, i enjoy reading about them

some interesting developments afoot in the career department that i'm not at liberty to discuss freely but i'm hesitantly optimistic about an opportunity & that itself feels good

um. i think i want to fuck my roommate.

u_u

he used to be my ex's roommate and i'm pretty sure he's seen some of my pics on the sex app profiles i've had over the years. we're both super frank about sex (like if we're going to have a guest over) and there seems to be a lot of sub rosa flirting going on. also whenever he stretches his arms over his head and a bit of his belly peeks from under his shirt it's really hard not to stare.

tummy stretches are rly great, ummmm yep

Proceed, well, however you think best, C. My avoidance of drama of all kinds is the lead factor in my no-roommates lifestyle.

In the non-tummy-stretch world of gay, I saw Burroughs: The Movie last night! The presence of famed Beat killer ("not guilty, not gay") Lucien Carr hanging out in the kitchen with Old Allen and Old Bill was discomfiting.

I've been lucky enough to not be attracted to any of my roommates in the past. My current one's moving out next month tho, so 2015 could definitely bring some tense moments.

if something occurs without either of us forcing something then i'll just roll with it, but i'm wary of taking any first steps. >_>

in related news i had a wonderful cuddle session with a really cute guy before work earlier today! ^^

dj sprinksles at the tate was a pretty abysmal proposition and reality. essay is hilarious and right on. terre thaemlitz is amazing.

PLAX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

hi plax

miss u plax

plax! the gold spandex weird breakcore dude you saw in SF -- Company Fuck -- is gonna be playing here again in Feb. and I thought of you!

HALLO!

hallo gal-oh

Winter thread.

Not over on the eastern seabored.

so one-half of the couple i'm supposed to be staying with in new orleans in a little over two weeks says they are breaking up and that he's moving out.

:(

J0rdan and I hung out weekend before Thanksgiving.

Last weekend I met an Argentine in town for Art Basel with hopes of being a promoter. We made out for a while but I balked when he wanted to hit a party in Aventura (15 miles north) at 1:30 a.m. When you have to drive, these sacrifices for lust become tiresome.

welcome to the seniors bus

I had SIX "re-vaccinations" this morning, incl hepatitis A and B, so I guess I'm ready to ball like a demon.

if the senior bus is rocking, dont bother knockin

I'm going to meet an ex for a drink. We had a violent romance, but now we're grown ups.

12 years ago

oh my

Embarking on a week-long road trip this week with someone who I wonder about sometimes ... that way.

are you two... friendly?

http://ic.pics.livejournal.com/linake/1048668/4855/4855_original.jpg

Knowing Eric it's gonna be a nonstop raunch sex romp

Holy shit stevie

what???

fgti, the joke is that eric has stated on multiple gaythreads his disinterest in that kinda stuff

I was referring to his dn

That drink went fine. We caught up, filled in gaps in memory, laughed at the awful people we once were, and I saw a picture of him naked.

Whereas I was the more "functional" one in the relationship, he was the one who wound up married and owning a home in Connecticut. But then his husband got a taste for meth and took in a houseboy and he (my ex) fled. :(

http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e128/ilxalbums/imagejpg1.jpg

My Hogmanay party might not turn out quite as epic as the (ahem) teaser... but I'm sure it would if you were all to come over.

Imagine that!

that's one of my favorite photos ever

Who are you at this party jed_ ?

Mine too clouds.

II'm grace. Always. You?

Divine as always

the joke is that eric has stated on multiple gaythreads his disinterest in that kinda stuff

:D

You guys know me too well.

at least yr "persona," shug.

http://www.mulholland-drive.net/screencaps/persona_two_faces.jpg

Well, in this case at least it was already a so not gonna happen. No additional resistance was nec from my corner.

what did the road trip teach you about America?

You can get good cocktails in any top-20 metro area.

how many of those did you cover?

You can always put a cocktail where your cock oughta be (as I have).

In a (gl)ass.

The Food and Drug Administration announced on Tuesday that it would scrap a prohibition on blood donation by gay and bisexual men, but would keep a block on donations by men who have had sex with other men in the last 12 months.

WELL MY WHAT A BIG CHANGE

We can have that winter thread now.

Well, it was getting tiresome saying no to the blood bank vampires and throwing back I'M GAY just to watch them cringe from embarrassmetn.

WELL MY WHAT A BIG CHANGE

Actually ...

fine i'll meet you at the Red Cross

had what was supposed to be just a quick/immediate sex thing w/ this dude from Scruff on Sunday night (it was rly, rly good fyi) but we've been talking all day every day since then and he's a poetry professor and has 2 nose rings and is just really charming and sweet and I'm trying really hard not to get ~feelings~ but idk! We made plans for dinner and a movie soon so that's nice.

WINTER

www.ilxor.com/ILX/ThreadSelectedControllerServlet?boardid=40&threadid=101244#unread

good on the poetry prof then!

Also I finally got to fuck someone to the new Soft Pink Truth album which was equal parts hot and funny.

I tried this and he was not having it. Owen's album went down a lot smoother (actually I've fucked a couple people to that one).