Author: Moby

Do Over

Don’t you wish sometimes that you could just call “do over” and start a day over? Other than a very nice conversation with the flight attendant, this day fraking blows. I’ve been a little under the weather the last few days. Last night seemed to be the worst but I’m irritable today.

My text messages were down last night. Considering I send and receive about 100 text messages a day, I’m feeling very cut off. I can’t really bitch too much. One blip in 5 years of good cell service I can live with. [1]It appears to be up and working late today.

I got my estimate back from the new dentist. My invisilign braces are gonna cost me twice as much as I thought. How the frak can they justify charging me that much for some pre-molded polymer plastic?

I found out a while back there is a lien on the land my dad left to my brothers and I. I got my portion of the bill recently and I am NOT happy. We can’t finish dividing up the land according to the will until the lien is paid. I’m very unhappy w/my brothers right now.

My fucking xbox is still in repair. The automated system said it was shipped already. I called today and it was a glitch, per the rep. I wanted to “glitch” him a new one but I just hung up instead.

The financial woes above means I have to put off buying the new CBR. [2]I want the new CBR 600 from Honda in blue. I’ll probably have to wait until after the new year now to trade my current one in. Another bitch and moan session to follow…

I got censured on someone’s blog today. I guess honesty doesn’t count for dick anymore. I probably shouldn’t care but it left a very foul taste in my mouth.

The pity party is rolling here so let me think what else I can bitch about. Nothing else comes to mind so I guess I’ll just shut my pie-hole.

References

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↑1 It appears to be up and working late today.
↑2 I want the new CBR 600 from Honda in blue.

Blogger Collision

I got to meet Mike from One 3y3 Open this weekend. He is a very nice and charming man. He was a little tipsy and acting all embarrassed. I couldn’t have cared less. We had some good conversation and laughed a lot. We bar hopped all over the castro before landing at 440 Castro. [1]aka Daddies He really liked that one.

I had a very nice time hanging out w/him and chatting about everything under the sun. I was immediately struck by his very soft lips. He really needs to post more pics of himself on the blog. [2]You listening? LOL He is here for work and being the opposite of my schedule I may not get to hang out w/him. However, even a brief meeting is better than none at all. I can add one more blogger to my list of “met in person”. Now if I could just get Large Tony on an airplane…

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↑1 aka Daddies
↑2 You listening? LOL

Answer Me

I am really surprised at the answers on the new Kinsey scale poll. [1]The Kinsey scale determines where you rate sexually, gay, straight or everything in between. Especially, the straight w/gay tendencies vs total straight. I didn’t think I had any straight readers. I figured these two would be reversed in answers. Meaning I’d have more straight w/gay tendencies readers. [2] See how much I know

I bring it up as I have a working opinion that a lot of really hard core homophobes fall into the straight w/gay tendencies category. It is an accepted principle that humans often attack qualities in others they dislike in themselves. Now why is it so hard for many to see homophobia is just an extension of that? I mean come on, not really a big jump in logic if you think about it. They see something in themselves they detest or can’t accept so they lash out at those who would accept it. One only need to look to the plethora of scandals rocking the GOP lately for some good examples.

I’m not saying everyone falls into that category but I think it is the rule more than the exception. What say you?

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↑1 The Kinsey scale determines where you rate sexually, gay, straight or everything in between.
↑2 See how much I know

Word

Not much blogging this week, other than a couple private posts. I’m in one of those moods where I’m just blah. My schedule has been kinda crazy w/extra hours at work for Union duties. I also haven’t been to the gym this week. I know I’m not fat but I feel like a bloated heifer. I’m taking off till Monday, then I’ll hit it again.

In the blog world, brettcajun is hosting a “jiggy whore-off”. I was flattered I got so many votes to participate however, my webcam decided it doesn’t like Windows Vista anymore. It was working fine and then nada. I checked the drivers and it all looks good. Maybe I slung it at the storage box one too many times. Of course, this means I have to go tech shopping again. Poor me. 🙂 In the meantime, hop over and cast your vote for your favorite jiggy whore.

Work has been in an uproar lately. We have a new deputy director and some of her ideas have been causing some grief. I’ve been ‘wearing my union hat’ double time lately and putting out fires. I could go on and on about the problems with our management team however, it would just leave me bitter. The chapter officers met w/her this week for the first time. I think we got some important clarifications on the table and she seemed amicable to working things out. Only time will tell I guess.

I am still missing my Xbox 360. *sniffle* According to the tracking number, it arrived at the repair center safe and sound. I just need to wait for it to get repaired and shipped back. Hurry up already Microsoft! I’m jones’n over here. I just realized it won’t be back in time for the release of Halo 3. *wail*

Politi-damn!

I rarely weigh in on politics. I often say, ‘there are plenty of fine bloggers out there beating that horse enough‘.

After reading Mark Morford today, I just felt the need to share. If you haven’t yet discovered this linguistical genius of a man, you need to read his current take on the whole gay GOP scandals. He has so many one-line zingers it may take me months to assimilate them all. I give you just a sample of his current rant.

Not our military, a massively warped organization apparently far more terrified of gays than of dropping its entrance barrier so dangerously low it makes good soldiers nervous, not the seminary with the pitter-patter of young men’s feet from bunk to bunk after light’s out, not the megachurches with their deep, eternal, fetishistic fascination with all things anal and perverted and hookeriffic and yummy.

The real irony? He is heterosexual.