Monday, June 29, 2009

Ooops....Oh My

You know.....sometimes as a gay person, when you learn how to live your life as self-sufficently as possible, you kind of forget to give a heads up to the people that are actually keeping tabs on you. Case in point, my favorite lez-bros Kendra and Karissa. Been really weird on the homefront on my end for the last few weeks, of which they know all about. My cell was shut off last week in part of poverty on my end or vindictiveness on someone else's that I "share" my plan with, not sure which yet. Either way, my line of contact with my loved one's is pretty much cut off or limited to emails. Lezbros went on a Lezcon 5 mission to figure out what was going on with their Nancy Boy Heat and called messaged my buddys. End of the day, I just hung my embarassed head a lil low and hoped no one would call and find out my douchiness in bill paying/plan sharing. After all the bitching and moaning that I've unloaded on these chikas, I should have give them the heads up. It's nice to know that someone worries about you when things are a little whacked, but I feel bad about it and really didn't mean to cause a stink. So I guess that's life lesson #2,982....don't assume that you can duck under the radar when a couple of dykes are involved. Love you girls, talk to you soon, lol

Monday, June 22, 2009

Pride Weekend

The weekend actually got off to a pretty good start. Bought the new Friday the 13th on Friday night. Saturday, got up early, skipped the step-son's baseball game and took Capone down to the Pride Parade downtown. The parade was short and sweet, like usual. I was standing in front of a hotel watching the parade, and some meat-heads in town for the College world series kept yelling "FAGGOTS!" from their hotel room windows though the whole thing. That stuff really irritates the hell out of me, even if it's just a word from the mouths of some fucking retarded coward. Nonetheless, when the inevitable bible thumping protestors walked right by me carrying their "I'm Going to Hell for Smoking Pole" signs, I kinda lost it on them. All I did was point, stare daggers into the eyes of what appeared to be the circus ringleader and shouted "SHAME ON YOU!" over and over again until they got tired of telling me I was damned for eternity unless I take the dick out of my ass and walked on to badger some other homos. Pride as usual in the big O. At least my dog got a new frisbee.

Attempted to go out on Saturday night. Got all the way down to the riverfront, paid the money to get in, bought $20 bucks in drink tickets, and all of a sudden my boyfriend couldnt even stand up anymore. It appears that he needed to take God knows how many shots at home whilst I was in the shower getting ready. He's socially retarded, so in order to be around people, he thinks he needs to be shitfaced. So after holding him up guiding him, we made it all the way to the parking lot, where he just couldn't walk anymore. I left him on an island to go get the car. When I got back people where surrounding him, checking to see if he was breathing while sprawled out on his back passed out. Fucking embarassing.

I broke up with him yesterday.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Boobs?

Walkin' down the street going to my comic book shop last Saturday morning, browsing through the store fronts, and I run across this.

I don't know how I would react to seeing a big ole giant pair of size 52 N titties, but I don't think it would be very well. God bless the back of the woman who's luggin' around those things.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Long time no see....

Hi kids,

Sorry for nothing interesting going on around here in forever. Good ole' Heat definately knows how to keep an audience, huh?

Well, it's not that nothing's been going on lately, in fact, I could probably write two blogs with everything going on right now. Unfortunately enough, quantity does not always mean quality, in that you all would still be bored to tears with what I have to say.

On the upside, there's defiantely going to be a lot to blog about starting in a few weeks. So if you remember me, please come back for a visit, would ya? Gotta lot of stuff going on, and it all boils down to the few weeks leading up to July. Don't mean to be cryptic or try to enduse suspense where, really, no suspense is due. But nonetheless, if you could keep me in mind, I'd suuuuuure appreciate it.

Later Taters!

P.S. I did have one great lil' thing happen since I last blogged (below). See, I wasn't lyin'!