iTouch my Shuffle

I've never posted one of those shuffle game thingers to where you set your iPod on shuffle and answer questions with the following song titles. So here we go, hopefully none of my Amy Grant songs pop up.

What do your friends think of you?Monster-L7, I'm really not, but do love a good Monster Movie

If someone says, “Is this okay?” You say...
I turn to You- Mel C., Hello 2001, BTW, I only turn to my right hand.

How would you describe yourself?HA! Pussy-Lords of Acid, I guess I am what I refuse to eat?

What do you like in a guy/girl?Hide U- Kosheen, yeah that's pretty much right

How do you feel today?Love Sensation- Loleatta Halloway, only lovely sensation I'm gonna be feeling is cashing both of my paychecks in about an hour





What is your life’s purpose?
Take me Away-4 Strings, Yes Calgon.....you are my life's purpose.

What is your motto?My Destiny-Kim English, and here I thought it was "We're not leavin' till we're heavin'"

What do you think about very often?
Living Dead Girl-Rob Zombie, I think of Rob Zombie's Halloween 2 coming out on August 28th quite frequently lately, actually! WEEEEEEEE!!!! NERD!





What is 2+2?Stand Inside Your Love-Smashing Pumpkins, This one's just gay and nothing would make sense.....except that "4" song. It's pretty good.

What do you think of your best friend?
Spunk-Greek buck, but I also think of that from my worst enemy too

What do you think of your special someone?
Gimme More-Britney, It's 2 years ago BITCH

What is your favorite makeout song?
LoveGame-Lady GaGa, No, it's my favorite riding on a disco stick song actually





What is your life story?Start Rockin'-Anitloop, well, it deffinately aint "Stop Rockin'" fo sho!

What do you want to be when you grow up?
Star Catching Girl-Brother Brown, because Football catching boy is way too dangerous

What do you think of when your special someone comes in the room?Pitchin' (In Every Direction)-Hi-Gate, Sounds like I'm getting gang banged

What will you/did you dance to at your wedding?
One Eye Shut-Robbie Rivera, Cause I'm going to have to be completely hammered to ever get married.

What will they play at your funeral?HA HA HA HA!!! Arma-Goddamn-Motherfuckin-Geddon by Marilyn Manson, I guess that's fitting

Well.....on a lighter note!

She Wolf

I adore Shakira. Even when she sounds like a billy goat. The billy goat's toned down a bit for her new single, which I equally adore. I listen to a lot of Spanish singing divas, Shakira, Fey, Thalia, etc. and really enjoy the fact that they all usually have a few disco inspired tracks on most albums (or at least release remix versions). But I feel like She Wolf is dripping with all the discoey goodness that Madonna creaked the door open for with "Confessions" and Lady gaga blew open with "The Fame". I'm rilly rilly hoping that dance/pop/electronica music is coming back in it's cylce that it usually goes through every 5 to 10 years. I could use some more fun to some beats that are sick while I take a ride on my disco stick.

Take a listen to the track on my playlist below if you want.

On a side note, I took some emergency effedrine that I have in my desk for days where I feel severely sleep deprived. Today was one of those days....now I feel like Speedy fricken Gonzalez. Whoop Whoop!

http://www.playlist.com/playlist/16021302027

Rub-A-Dub-Dub

Hey there Davey....welcome to shirtless Friday.

Not My Day

So I was 25 minutes late to work today......baby Jesus could come down from the sky, give me back stage passes to Kylie, and line up all of the Abercrombie ass I could eat, and I am never that late. I am so waiting for my boss to pull me aside....while I'm blogging.

In my rush this A.M. I forgot my badge to get into the building. No big deal, thinks me, until I meet "UUUGGGGGGHHHHHH" face. Now let me tell you, that most people I work with are pretty nice. We're all dead behind the corporate eyes, but yet still try to look out for one another. "UUUGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH" face must be new. She walked right by the transparent door, looking at me in the eyes all the way, gets to the last bit of my focalpoint, I shrug my shoulders like "what the fuck", she pauses, double takes, looks at her watch, scratches her pussy, eats a muffin, smells her hand, then decides she can open one pane glass door and let me in. As she rolls her eyes at me.

Let me tell you this. NO ONE ROLLS THEIR EYES AT ME! I asked, "Is there a problem, Miss?" and I got the cold shoulder as she walked away. There was another poor late soul about 50 ft. behind me....I waited my turn, and held the door....

My karma better be damn good.....

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

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.