So I'm thinking about kind of a lot here lately. A couple of people have suggested to me that I get out of San Diego for a while, so that has joined in with the other marathon runners jogging circles in my head. It's been a very long race. The ideal route for that would be to work as a show boy in Vegas while attending school for something else. Law is the top contender for that right now, though probably paralegal first. Contracts are typically for 6 months, so the time commitment involved is pretty flexible, and Vegas has a chapter of Gaymers, so.... As an added bonus, a friend of mine owns a house there, that I could probably rent for cheap. All of this is still in my head, of course, and months from fruition if it comes to pass.
In local news, social pastimes (by which I mean both sleeping around and making new friends) are going well. I got an A4A account, originally just to make new/queer friends, around the beginning of the year, and I've been having a blast there. A good 80-90% of the folks on there are just there to hook up, which I also have no problem with, but I've made several good friends, and a couple that fit both categories. There have been a couple of awkward moments, but overall it's been a good experience for me.
The most awkward one by far was Monday, when I was hit up by a gentleman who's preference is to bareback, and who's HIV status was suspiciously missing from his profile. When asked, he admitted he was +, but the fact that I had to ask doesn't speak well of him. One is supposed to react to everyone as though they are +, for safety's sake, but it's one thing to think it, and quite another to know, and know that they are not up front about it to their sexual partners.
Later that same evening, though, I was extremely happy that he hit me up, as one of my friends, who is a good friend, but remarkably stupid had a date for a bb, pnp(meth) 3-way with this guy. Did I mention that my friend is remarkably stupid? I mentioned that the gent had hit me up, and he asked if I wanted to make it a 4-way... At least he canceled when I told him the guy's status. He's not quite THAT desperate to die.
The only other awkward moment was that same night, when I had a strictly social engagement, actually with the aforementioned stupid friend, and a more casual engagement with a gent who turned out to be his roommate. Slightly awkward, but totally worth it for the viewing pleasure of the home audience.
Aside from my quarter-life crisis, and some other personal issues that everyone has heard before, the only bad things in my life are an ingrown toenail that hurts, but makes me feel like a trooper for dancing on anyway, and a car that keeps dying at stoplights. I took it for an oil change/check up yesterday, and the mechanic told me that there's so much wrong with it that I should just drive it 'till it drops, and get a new car. At least he was honest. I'm going to miss my flamingly/obnoxiously green car, but these things, they happen, and maybe it'll drop just in time for me to move to Vegas.
In local news, social pastimes (by which I mean both sleeping around and making new friends) are going well. I got an A4A account, originally just to make new/queer friends, around the beginning of the year, and I've been having a blast there. A good 80-90% of the folks on there are just there to hook up, which I also have no problem with, but I've made several good friends, and a couple that fit both categories. There have been a couple of awkward moments, but overall it's been a good experience for me.
The most awkward one by far was Monday, when I was hit up by a gentleman who's preference is to bareback, and who's HIV status was suspiciously missing from his profile. When asked, he admitted he was +, but the fact that I had to ask doesn't speak well of him. One is supposed to react to everyone as though they are +, for safety's sake, but it's one thing to think it, and quite another to know, and know that they are not up front about it to their sexual partners.
Later that same evening, though, I was extremely happy that he hit me up, as one of my friends, who is a good friend, but remarkably stupid had a date for a bb, pnp(meth) 3-way with this guy. Did I mention that my friend is remarkably stupid? I mentioned that the gent had hit me up, and he asked if I wanted to make it a 4-way... At least he canceled when I told him the guy's status. He's not quite THAT desperate to die.
The only other awkward moment was that same night, when I had a strictly social engagement, actually with the aforementioned stupid friend, and a more casual engagement with a gent who turned out to be his roommate. Slightly awkward, but totally worth it for the viewing pleasure of the home audience.
Aside from my quarter-life crisis, and some other personal issues that everyone has heard before, the only bad things in my life are an ingrown toenail that hurts, but makes me feel like a trooper for dancing on anyway, and a car that keeps dying at stoplights. I took it for an oil change/check up yesterday, and the mechanic told me that there's so much wrong with it that I should just drive it 'till it drops, and get a new car. At least he was honest. I'm going to miss my flamingly/obnoxiously green car, but these things, they happen, and maybe it'll drop just in time for me to move to Vegas.
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Date: 2007-02-08 12:26 am (UTC)I'm a little disgusted to know (I should at least suspect) that there are people in the world who knowingly are HIV+ and still play (or want to play) without protection. That seems evilly selfish and a paragon on inconsideration.
And thank you for enlightening the less-than-common-sensically endowed individual. That's possibly one less person who may have helped to spread it unwittingly to others.
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