A Modern Day Tragedy: 13+ Years Post Emo Kid

There was something wrong with Greg today. Something very wrong and I don't know what. I asked him when we went out to lunch, he acted like everything thing was just breezy. I don't understand him, but I could just see it in his eyes, and in his face. Then we met up with some of his friend including Blake. I asked him if he thought anything was wrong with Greg, and he just shrugged it off like maybe he wasn't feeling 100%. I just know something is wrong with Greg. I can feel it, I can see it in his eyes, but I don't understand why he doesn't say anything. I don't even understand what it could be? I love him, I think I really do love him. I know he feels the same. Just his movements when he's around me, his actions, he hasn't said it. However I know we feel the same way, and so far we have had a great relationship. He's not answering his phone, he's not on AIM. I am very sick right now thinking of this. When we left Lenox, and went to get his ca

I just found the gayest running shoes on Ebay litterally see for yourself....

I haven't really decided yet. But I have alot to say in this post about nothing really. Just some updates, and new FYI. -I am going to be going to Miami, FL in June of next year. I have been accepted to work as a staff member of a major cheerleading organization at one of their camps. I can thank my friends on Top Gun All Stars, and Encore All Stars for that one. -Butt Boy has been accepted to UCLA to study business, and finances. He leaves me in August, but we have 8 months. - My Mom is doing wonderful with her cancer treatments. Her color of her skin has returned, and her eyes just look so alive. I love that natural therapy doctor in Augusta. -I failed math and science this semester... Looks like Tragedy's going to summer school, or online school for a while. -I've had business ideas to start when I was 18, but one of them has the most potential and I can do now. I started it a few weeks, and I got my first client this after noon. It's a shitty job, and I mean that in

Butt Boy and I often go into Atlanta. Mid Town to be more exact to the gay friendly stores, restaurants and hangouts. There are mainly gays in there. I had noticed before that he often got stares from guys, those stares that say, " Damn boi you are fine." I never really noticed them at me, until today we were out today. Butt Boy tells me he feels uncomfortable when guys stare at me. I laughed and told him they only stare at him, and never me. Apparently we get alot of those stares that say, " God damn they are hot and couple, how did they get so lucky." Seperatly me and him get tons of those ," Damn I want you sexy." On another note, in reference to the previous post. Yes, we did the nasty. I am not going into detail just because I feel like this is between me and him only and noone else needs to know all the details. But to cut the first time short. It takes forever to get into the mood until we're drunk as hell, then we have to look it up online on

I am almost 18, and have had 17 Christmas Holidays on this planet. My family always either goes to NC, or Charleston, SC to celebrate with every other God for-saken member of my family. A dozen or so kids under 6, about 8 6-12 years olds, and about 9 15-20 year olds, all crammed onto my great grandfathers massive planation home that looks like it should have been torn down eons ago. Over the years I've grown tired of the holidays. Starting at about 13 I guess. I started getting annoyed with relatives, and their antics on life, and always giving me damn advice that is outdated by about 50 years. I grew sick of the constant bickering between me and my cousins, and people they claim I have some relationship to, but I don't care how much they say that. There is no way in hell I am related to some of those country circus bimbos. Stevie Wayne, Bobby Sue Tate, Marry Lynn, Uncle Earl, and any other redneck name you can think of and I have a relative that goes by it. They annoy me all o

2005 and the last 3 years have been hard on my family, and me. I am looking forward to 2006 more then anything, especially my big ONE-EIGHT in March. I was outside today, just a few minutes ago thinking about this year. I looked up and saw this... I didn't notice till I just uploaded there that there is even a fainter rainbow near the top. I have a feeling The Big Man, will be looking out for me this year. I think 2006 will going to be the start of something good, this rainbow was there for a second then it dissappearred about 2 minutes later. I just had enough time to run into my room, and grab my camera. Merry Christmas to you all

Butt Boy and I went out last night into Atlanta. We went to an extremely nice restaurant in Atlanta, where coats are required. Then we went to a performance at the Fox. While at dinner we exchanged gifts. I gave him the LV Wallet, and he gave gave me my gift. That boy got us matching Fossil watches. He has such perfect taste. He got mine in blue, which is my favorite colour. Although I know my LV wallet, can't match his brand new car given to him by his parents. I know he loves it none theless. Cheers, T And Merry Christmas to you all:)

Towards the end of January, I will be entering my first 10k race. After much thought if I should enter the 5k or 10k, I have decided on the 10k. Just mainly because the 3.1 miles of a 5k, are nothing to me. My daily run is three miles. A 10k is going to prove to be something of a challenge for me. My best Jog to date is 5 miles in 58 minutes. Which isn't bad I don't think. However I am gonna increase by half a mile a week, because currently I can do 4 at about a10 minutes pace each. So by the end of January I will be able to do 6 miles, and I'll just tough out the final two. I am very excited I wish Butt Boy would do it with me, but he goes to the gym and works out and get's buff. I am a runner, and hate going to the gym. I cheer and run, thats my routine;) The post from this morning was taken down my request from Butt Boy.

I'm gonna give you the run down on the blogs to the right. Why I enjoy them, and why they are there. I'm gonna do my top 5 blogs. Naked Boy Chronicles - This by far is my favorite blog on the internet, and has been since I made this blog. I really his enjoy his stories, and his opinions on shows. When I first came accross this blog, in June I spent hours reading through the archives it's that addictive. Plus he's very caring and helpful from my expierience. Runner Susan - This blog comes in a close second. She's a hot running MILF from somewhere in Texas, who's posts make me laugh. She is sarcastic, to the point, but does it in a friendly caring way. I love it, and I eat this blog up. All Hooked Up - I don't know where to start with this one. I love it dearly. The writer of this blog comes very close in many cases by skidding the lines of what is acceptable to the majority of society. He is blunt, to the point, and doesn't give a rats ass about what you

I am stealing this concept from Susan because I have nothing to blog about... I could get used to a world filled with... -Running in the cold, where the cold air wouldn't enter my nose and burn the hell out of my esophagous. -Where cancer could be cured with an injection. -Where I could get Butt Boy the greatest gift in the world, instead of a lowly LV wallet. -Where my Ipod never fracked up while running, so I wouldn't loose valuable time, hitting the hell out of it. -Where Battlestar Galactica ran a new episode every Friday night 52 weeks of the year. -Where noone got in my car changed the radio station I was listening to. This drives me insane. - Where the next door neighbors dog didn't bark 24/7!!! -Where I could rock the suburbs... I just realized this sounds like a Wal Greens commercials

Apparently I am the only queer in the state of Georgia who has not yet seen Brokeback Mountain. I swear even the gays at my high school, and local schools go crazy for it. Here's a couple from a rival school a few miles away, they did this... Butt Boy thinks we should to.

One of the things I dislike the most, is being touched. I hate it, and I don't know why. I have been like this for years. If someone would come up behind me and tap me on the shoulder I would turn around and just elbow them, without meaning to, or if someone touched my arm, I would move it out and arm them, and even worse when people hug me I just give them like this pathetic little hug. I don't like being in crowds of people where I run into them, this drives me insane. I'm just as jittery as a June bug, and for no apparent reason. Butt Boy and I went to Midtown today, and stopped by OutWrite to get some coffee. I was in line just recieved my order, and he comes up behind me from somewhere. He gently puts his hands around me, I drop my coffee, and elbow him in the stomach. Just as fast as lighting, and everyone in there turns as stares at me. I even had the nerve to let out a low AHHH, as he did that. He's on the ground on all fours holding his stomach, short on breat

I have not stepped foot inside a Mormon Church for almost a year, my Mom goes every week. I just have gotten to the point where I can't stand listening to the Bishop. Everytime they seem to indirectly point out all my flaws, the major one being Gay. They seem to somehow make me feel like crap, and I largely disagree with the conservative nature of the Church. However a part of me still have deep-seeded roots in the Church, as long as I live there is always gonna be a part of me that misses it. I know I can never return to the Church once they know the truth, unless we get some new radical Presidents who accepts gays. I still have respect for the Church, for 16 years it was the largest part of my life, then one day I decided that I was not gonna be returning to the Church. I remember growing up always wanting to be one of the 60,000 missionaires at any given moment on the planet, that the Church has. I want to go to France, Greece, or Spain. I loved our missionaires we had over the

This article about children mutilating Barbie is actually very funny. The experts find it disturbing, but I find it hilarious. I used to destroy my friends barbies growing up. I remember once I had a dinosaur I ripped its head off, and then Barbie's head off. And melted the Barbie head onto the dinosaur body, and dinosaur head onto the Barbie body. Click Here To Read

AIM Convo With Me And Butt Boy Butt Boy: Hey cutie what are you up to Me: nm just playing with my bird, trying to get it to talk Butt Boy: I didn't know your bird could talk it must be very talented Me: naw dude, it can't talk yet, I just got it to the point where I can open the cage door and take it out without it flying out like a pshyco Butt Boy: I bet if I opened the cage door it would pop out like a pyscho Me: I'm sure it wouldn't even come out, it hardly knows you Butt Boy: I guess I'm gonna have to start handling your bird then ;) Me: You can try, but it might bite you, he's a bitch Butt Boy: wow your bird talks, and bites, I thought it could only spit;) Me: babe birds have beaks they can't.... oh i feel like a dumbass Butt Boy: hehehehehehe thats why I love you, your so naive

So my Mom bought some delicious sugar cookies this weekend at the grocery store. I've been eating them like hot cakes, thinking in 3 or 4 of them there were about 200 calories. Well I just looked at the label and there are 100 calories in them apiece.... Yeah this sucks Also I have a new addiction Runners World ... Yeah, I've been pouring through their articles and forums for hours now, tons of information....

I admire Steve Jobs, the CEO of Apple who was brought on a few years ago, and did a radical reformation of the Apple Corporation. Since he has been there sales have gone out the ass, and the company is a modern day must have status symbol for any of their products... EX. Ipod, Ibook, Powerbook... The only question I have for your is... WHY the hell do you include those damn little black earphone covers in the Ipod headphones case? Those things are a pain in the ass to put on, and if your ass manages to get them on there, they go missing in about 2 days. And for some reason with each pair of headphones, Apple somehow believes these little black bastards will last you for months, so they have the nerve to include two pair of them. This is my third pair of Ipod Headphones in the last year, and within a week the black bastards have disappeared. Revealing my Ipod's sexy silver bubble butt of a head.... For those of you who have no clue what I speak of, please observe to the left.

I'm having a hard time accepting that it's December 19th, roughly 2 weeks away from 2006. It just doesn't seem right, this year has passed by so quickly. It seems it should be summer to me, and I don't understand why I feel like this. It doesn't feel like the holidays, it doesn't feel like in three months to the day I am gonna be 18, it doesn't feel like my junior year is almost over, it doesn't feel like I have accomplished jack crap, it doesn't feel like I am dating anyone, it doesn't feel like summer and fall ever happened, it just is all one big blur. I don't understand why?

Yeah so, on average women use 15,000 words a day, while men use about 7,000.... Great, men are verbally impaired! Go Me!

Yeah so, Kathy Griffin is coming to Columbus, GA in May. Thats the closest she's gonna to be to Atlanta, so I bought me and Butt Boy tickets to go and see her. I can't wait, only part I dread is the hour and a half drive to Columbus, GA. I'm gonna call my gay male cheerleader friends down there, and see if they wanna go see her as well;) I love you Kathy...

Ever since Madonna's single, " Hung Up" came out I have been avoiding the song. Because once I know I am lured into it I won't be out of it for 3 more months. Well I can no longer resist the urge to listen to the song everytime it comes on the radio. Instead of changing the radio station tonight, I listened to it. I was in heaven. I pulled into the Circuit City parking lot, got out, went in and bought Confessions On A Dance Floor. Now I can't put it down. It will be like this for another three months. Just like when American Life came out three years ago. Damn You Madonna!!!! I can't even resist you...

I have recieved alot of emails asking me what my political affiliation is. Finally I have decided to answer this after much thought. I don't really have a political affiliation, just because my beliefs are over such a wide spectrum. But I will say this. If George W. Bush, and Hillary Clinton did the nasty. I would be the baby that would pop out. Ex. I did support the war in Afghanistan, because the Taliban was there. However I do not support the War In Iraq, because when terrorists entered Iraq when Saddam was there. He would kill them and drive them out, now that he is out of power, it has become a breeding ground for them. Ex. I not support abortion, because to me it's murder. But these Liberals that support it I have one question for you. You are against frying a murder on death row, yet you let the innocence of an unborn child be destroyed. I do not understand this please explain it to me... And if abortion is continued to be allowed I would like the upmost restrictions pl

I truthfully felt tonight that Rebecca, should have won the Apprentice. Then I was even more pissed at the end when Randal, said, " No, you should only hire one, this is THE Apprentice, not Apprenti." I didn't like Randal much anyway, however from the the beggining of the show I was expecting Adam, Rebecca, or Alla to be in the final two. I never thought it would be Randal... Ugh, I love Rebbeca, plus she's beautiful!

Just found out this Blog was nominated for BEST Gay Blog of the year. So I suggest you vote. You can do it here . I am in the Best Gay Blog catagory... Also vote for Naked Boy Chronicles in Reviewed Blog catagory. If you vote email me at Tragedyguy@gmail.com , and ummm I don't know I'll think of something.

Me and my Butt Boy, Greg, decided to head to Atlanta tonight. We head to OutWrite, Atlanta's Gay Cafe and Bookstore.... The thing with this cafe is every kind of gay is in there, from the Butch as Lesbian log cutters, to the fashion trenty hot hunks, to the gym bunnies, you get the picture... Well we order our usual coffee, and sit down at a table talking and one of Greg's friends I have never met is there with named Blake. We'll we have been there for a while a group of guys 3 of them come and sit at the table next to us. Don't bother us at first then the cell phone rings. we hear " I'm a Barbie Girl in a Barbie World.... so and so" as loud as the god damn phone can ring. Then this guy who looks like an old navy commercial gone wrong with the scarf, mulitcolor outfit, and is trying to be *to gay*. Goes in the that classic valley girl gay accent " Oh My Fracking God, Hey Babes." He talked so damn loud. he eventually hangs up. This happens two mo

I have absolutely nothing to blog about so ill just blog something. For Christmas I got Greg and Me, matching LV wallets(thank you Ebay). I got my Mom a 9 hour treatment thing at one of the local spas, and I got my three best girl friends a little lotion and fragrance kit from Bath and Body Works. Yep, everything came off of Ebay the total was 180 dollars, a savings of more then 150. Yes, the LV wallets are the real thing;)

As of this morning my computer monitor is shot... It has this dark green tint that has been appearing now for a few months, but I just turn it one and off and it's fixed. Now thats not the case after looking it up online, and calling the company. They said once it turns permanently green my monitor is shot. There is nothing I can do to fix it, and in about 2 weeks it wont show anything on the screen. It's one of those monitors when LCD's first came out about 4 years ago this Christmas I got it. Well now, I don't have 150 bucks to cash out on a monitor right now. So I have found a used one on ebay for a decent price. So hopefully it will last me a few more months until I can get a new one....

Ever since I was a wee little kid, about 8 years old I discovered the Chronicles ofNarnia. I read the whole series in about a year, and I fell in love with it. Those books to this day remain my favorite series, more so then Harry Potter ever was. I nearly shit in my pants when I found out it was coming to theatres last year. Now that day arrives, and I am skipping school to go see it at the first showing( mainly because it's $3.00 for the first and second of any movie showing during the day) and probably a few more times as well.... YAY

There is a show called the Big Idea with Donny Deutsch, that I watch from time to time. I watch it when they have a good guest on their. Tonight it was about this band of 13 year old girls called, Prussian Blue. Don't be drawn in by their sweetness. They are 13 year old racist bitch blonde shells from hell. They sing about the Aryan Man in their songs, and on the show it had a picture of a Hilter Smiley face T-shirt. I would post it but I can't find it. They basicly hate minorities, other religions, gays, and anyone else who's different. Their lyrics are full of hate. This woman is Lauren Lake, she is a defense attorney. They had this man named Mr. Barret who was all for the band, hated blacks, and kept dissing them on the show. This woman patiently waited then she opened up a Can- Of- Whoop ass on him. She was so awsome . She left this white ass hole from Alabama have it, he was the owner of Skin-Head records. Which of course explains it all. I am very fired up about this

Yesterday morning Greg calls me and tells me is heading to a Rock and Mineral show in North Atlanta. For school for extra credit, and he has noone to go with, plus it was free. I was like sure. We get there, and the show is next week. But there was an Exotic Bird Show, so we decided to go. I feel in love with the parakeets, and I have ended up purchasing 2 of them. They were 5 dollars there. So now I need names for them. They are so pretty.

Theres not 1, not 2, but three dogs somewhere in this neighborhood keeping me awake. I have not gotten any sleep in the past 6 hours due to them barking. If they bark one more time, I am gonna run them over with my car!!!!!

I spend most of my free time with Greg. Going to malls, art galleries, restaurants, cafes, and I have absolutely fallen head over heels for him. He is so fine( guys and girls are crazy for him), intellectual, and just so sweet and caring. He has the body of a God. This afternoon we went to the mall. I bought a cheap AE shirt on sale, and Greg bought some a pair of jeans and a t-shirt from AE on sale. We get to his house and he is like I wanna try it on. We go up to his room, he takes his shirt off( I was in heaven). Then he slides his jeans off slowly, and so sexy looking. Then what do I see....???? Whitey Fucking Tighties, my eyes about jumped out of their sockets. He then goes, "All my boxers were dirty."This just ruined it though. The first time I see my butt boy without pants on and he wears whitey-tighties.... I had on boxers, but he can can settle to see my in a bathing suit... I still love him though... I am just tease him about it forever:)

Because so far this week I have nothin interesting to blog about. (You can tell from my last few posts) I am gonna do what Susan did... 28 things about me, I'm to lazy to think of 100. Growing up I loved astronomy. I would always watch those shows on TV about space, and I love Carl Sagans, Cosmos. I have the hots for Suze Orman and Norah Jones. Currently I'm reading Trumped and Everything I Learned In Business I Learned From Monopoly. I currently know everykind of business I want to do in the next decade. I hate the colour green with a passion. I love listening to the Christmas music station here in Atlanta. I have for years wanted to take up Ballet. I am a former gymnast, turned All Star Cheerleader. I love the South more then anything, and I couldn't live anywhere else. Sometimes I think I can live as a bohemian and be an artist, but reality quickly sets in. I love to paint, write, and take photography. I have a dog named Coco. I ad

Oh Lord, I need so start doing lunges. Click Here , to read why having a big ghetto booty that jiggles like jello, is bad... And this type of butt, runs in my family. I find the MSN.com articles addicting especially the ones in the Health and Fittness section of the website. I just read them, and read them, and thats why I know stuff; noone cares about. Also I love Carlos Mencia, everytime I see his show I just crack up laughing. I don't really like the Chapelle Show... But I think it's cause I'm Hispanic and everyting Carlos Mencia says reminds me of my family

When I am bored like I am now, I type in random things in Google, and go to webpages. I typed in Jesus and look what I found. Click Here

Today coming back from my new gym I see a bunch of people standing on the sides of the road at a busy intersection by our towns stripmalls. I was like WTF are they doing, looked to me like they were protesting something. Well driving by I read their sign it stated... " Queers will burn in hell unless they repent." Needless to say I was already in a bad mood coming home from practice. I was sore and having a hell of a time with my mental blocks. I opened my bottle of Powerade, took a nice deep sip of the blue liquid, called Frost, and chugged it at one of the assholes as hard as I could, and sped off. 5 minutes later I called Greg and he and the guys from my old gym drove out there, and drove around the interection in their cars playing " Lookin Cute, Feelin Cute" by the Gay Pimp. As loud as they could until they pissed the angry Southern Baptist people off, and they left.

Here in Charleston I am about to pull my hair out. Besides going jogging to ease my mind which ended up for the worst running time in forever, the only other thing I can do to keep my sanity is talk to Greg on the phone. I have been calling him " butt boy" lately, and he finally asked where I picked it up from. I couldn't think of where I picked it up from, and I realized I picked it up from Naked's blog. For 2 weeks I have been calling Greg " butt boy", but at least it's better then his name for me which is " booger."

Lately I have really been neglecting my running and eating routines. Normally my day includes Salmon and rice for lunch, chicken ceasar salad for dinner, and a veggie burger with veggie chips right after I run, or a combination of the three with other health foods in there, and a 3 miles run almost every day. I have been drinking the hoodia tea almost everyday, but at the same time I have been eating everything in sight. From Musketeer bars, snickers, oreos, Mac and Cheese, and today I had 3 candy apples with a calories intake of more then 2300 in them alone. I've been "double eating" as Naked , calls it. I feel bloated, and icky so I decided to go to for a run tonight right after dinner. In my normal routine I have an exact 12 minute, and between each mile a one minute water break. Tonight I did one mile in 14 minutes, and I could hardly do it. The second one was a joke I had to take a 3 minute break, and I could only sprint, and not run the complete mile it took m3 almo

I went to competition yesterday with my old gym. I was up at 6 AM and went to sleep at at 2 AM this morning. It was great I love my new gym they are so awsome on the team. But I must try to get some shuteye I have slept for about 7 hours, but the cars outside are keeping me awake. Also I am going to be leaving for Charleston, SC. Tomarrow to to go and spend Thanksgiving like normal with my Aunt and her family. Everyone from my house always goes this is our usual family get away( please save me).

My cousin who is like my brother is gonna have his first son in the next few weeks. They finally decided on the name. Timothy, which I think is cute. It's gonna be a boy. I am gonna have him call me Uncle *****. I can't wait. I am so excited.

I love Hooters, no not boobs, even though they are hot to. I love Hooters the restaurant. I have always lved going to eat there, and the girls can start the best conversations. My favorite waitress at our local Hooters is Jen. I went in there tonight with friends, and she's gonna be leaving us in January. I am glad for her though, she is highly intelligent, and is in college majoring in Economics. She has a job offering in NYC with some financial institution. I will be sad. I also love their buffalo shrimp, and their chicken sandwich thing with that spicey sauce I can't remember what it's called, they also have really good crab legs. I am glad though only girls are waiters at Hooters. If guys were I don't think I would eat there.

Me and Greg go to mall. Together we go into Abercrombie. Based on my assumption of never have been in an Abercrombie store before. I am assuming any guy who works there is Gay, if they're not gay. Well then, they are just in denial.

The doctor os sending my Mom home, one day earlier then planned. He said they need the rooms and he thinks she will be fine. I really wanna kill him at this current moment in time.

I just came home for the first time in 3 days. My Mom is still at the hospital an hour and a half away, but she is doing better today. I came home, but ont by choice. I have things to do, school work, practice, and work galore. I will go and see her tomarrow though and the day after the docs are expecting her to return home. This is a little off topic, but there is this new hype about Hoodia. Which is supposed to be this excellent weight loss appetite suppresant. Now for some reason my text is all funny and I can't figure out how to fix it!!!!! Back on topic. I've heard some about it and have done my own research into it. I have been meaning to loose about 10 pounds since competition season is here, and that excellent 6 pack seems to elude me. I flex like hell to get a 3 1/2 pack, and yes I am serious. It's a 3 1/2 pack, and that exhaling all my breathe and sucking in and I look like im constipated. But I didn't want to take the Hoodia pills. So after much searching I

Saturday morning I woke up to the sound of my Mother vomiting her ass off in the bathroom. She was so dehydrated, her skin was so pale, and she could barely stand. I helped her back to bed, and within the hour I had called the amubalance to get her to the hospital. With the chemo, radiation, and other treatments right now her immune system is incredibly weak. She has a severe case of the flu, I have been spending my time with her in the room, while my brothers have been flown to their fathers house in NY. She is incredibly weak and it just hurts me to see her lying there not being able to do a thing. I don't like the feeling of not being in control of the situation 6 months ago if you had asked me if I had control over my domain in life. I would have answered with a big fat yes, but now I see it I don't. She is sleeping right now, IV fluids are keeping her hydrated, and she has a feeding tube in her nose. 6 months ago she started getting sick, and 3 months ago we knew what it

This morning I picked Greg up. The look on his face when he saw the truck was so funny. He was like WTF in his mind I am sure. So I take him to Cracker Barrel, and he orders fried catfish and hates it, while I am eating my Chicken Fried Chicken yummy. We go riding, he hates it. He wants down, complaining the whole time. Afraid the horse was gonan throw him off, and I even gave him out old horse who is ancient. That horse can't even buck probably. But I loved him he looked so cute riding on it. Even though he eventually gave up and joined me on my horse, Lighting. I loved him being right there behind me grabbing on. He is such a sweetie. Then to torture him even more we stop at one of my favorite places to eat. Becky Sue's Country Cookin is about as hickish as they come. I ordered fried chicken with mash potatoes, cole slaw, and collard greens it was so good. Greg by this time is starving and orders BBQ, with slaw, mash potatoes, biscouts and gravy. It was fun trying to watch hi

I really wanna see RENT, I have been seeing the previews on TV, and everytime I just have the urge to see it even more. I bought the soundtrack today, and it is AMAZING, Greg has not interest in seeing it neither do any of my friends. Looks like I'll be going alone... November 23, 2005

Greg is from California, and because he is out of school tomarrow amd doesn't have work.I am gonna introduce him to the way things are done in the South. He as lived here a almost a year, and has never ridden a horse, never eaten Southern food, hates country, and everything that goes along with it. I told him this afternoon I will pick him up at 10 AM, and to dress down. I am gonna pick his ass up in our truck, take him to Cracker Barrel, then head an hour out to our farm and make his ass ride a horse.Also I might take him to Atlanta's country club Wild Bills

Greg is in the work program where he gets out everyday at 11 AM to go to work as this real estate office in a close city. He doesn't have to be there until 1PM everyday so he has two hours to spare. He calls me and we decide to go out and eat. There is this nice little place a few miles down the road, where it's a grill like place. The waitress was taking a long time to get to the table, so the manager yells at her, and the manager takes out drink order. Then the girl finally comes around, and we order. The food was taking a long time, but the girl kept coming back asking if we were okay. She looked stressed and tired as hell. We started watching her, and noticed she didn't have 5 or 6 tables in our section, but was doing 3 sections with about 14 tables altogether. We asked her if she was being over worked. She told one person quit this morning, and another called in sick so she was running three sections by herself. With the manager constantly on her back, and people fussi

Going to Augusta my and my Mom drove our truck. This thing gets about 19/23 miles to the gallon which isn't bad for a truck. But gas is outrageous. On the way down there we passed by this gas station with gas $1.96 a gallon. I am not lying I took a picture of the sign I will post it later. I was like holy shit, I have not seen gas that low in over a year 1/2. We filled up, it's to far for me to go and fill up about 2 hours away. Also I loved this doctor of natural medicine we saw today. She was excellent and she has given us a diet program of mainly organic, and raw foods to eat, and a excercise program of yoga 5 days a week for my Mom. I am a big believer in natural medicines and remedies. She had cancer once, did this program, and she was cured 6 months later. My mom has decided though to do this and stay witht the chemo and radiation treatments for a while longer, as well as the clinical trial drug. My mom had to do about 4 hours worth of tests with that woman today. So I dr

This morning I am preparing for a day trip to Augusta, GA with my Mom. I have found a homeopathic doctor down there who treats cancer, using all natural techiques. Mainly by changing your diet, and such things like this. I have heard things about this over the years, but a few weeks ago I looked into it farther. I found one, called and loved what she said. So I signed my Mom up, and we are on our way down there.

Greg called me when he found out what happened to me last night. I am still very upset about the whole thing, but oh well. He picked me up and me and him rode into Midtown, and went to Outwrite. We talked just about everything, and the drama thats happening right now at the gym. It's in chaos, and I just can't go back. I know I can't. He is just so sweet I love him. He just listened and told me everything I needed to hear to make me feel better. Then some guy who was extremely attractive walked in withsome guy. Greg's eyes got the size of my cup of coffee, and he said, " Let's go." This guy turns around and sees him and walk up to us with this guy. The Dude: Hey Greg... Greg: Ummm... Hi Rob, how are you. Rob: Good, this is my boyfriend Steven. Greg at this point grabs my hand and is squeezing it as tight as possible. Greg: Hi your a cutie, this is my boyfriend ****** Rob: Oh hi, I am Greg's exboyfriend. Greg: Yeah, well we have to be going we have p

Does anyone find this show as fascinating as me? This week I am not enjoying the episodes that much because it's newlyweds with problems(boring). Last week they had this girl with Willie Prader Syndrome where you just crave food all the time, and you also have mild mental retardation problems. This girls mother would beat her, with the belt when she was hungry, and would throw pissy fits because she wanted food. However she couldn't help it. It's in her DNA to crave food like that. Then they had this couple where the wife was spending money out the ass. Her husband was a doctor, and this women had put them 80k in debt. That was an excellent episode. On another note people have critized this blog for using bad grammar. I don't give a crap. I write these entries in a hurry, and I don't have time to edit them.

All this hype about Avian flu concerns me. However I have done my own research into this. After much study, and research, I have came to the conclusion; that I am at a low risk. So are the majority or you. It is not possible to contract the disease from cooked meats, because the heat kills the viral strains. The majority of the people who have contracted the disease, are people who have chickens or turkeys, and mainly contract the disease when they are killing them to eat. With our current supply of anti-viral drugs, I am fairly confident that if if does reach the point where it can be transmitted from person to person. We can use these drugs to treat the sypmtoms and help keep the number of dead low. The only people who I feel are really immune to the virus though. Are people who have a super charged immune system from excercise, strict diet, and healthy living choices. I don't fall into tis catagory, neither does the majority of the population....

Tonight has been a painful night for me. At practice tonight Mike was coaching us criticing us in our routine. I kept messing up with my blades, motions, etc. He kept having to correct me. Then comes the time to stunt. My group is not going so well. We get her up into a single base extension, and she falls. I try to catch her, but I completely miss. He gets up and stars yelling at me. Mike: " The the hell is wrong with you boy, are to fucking lazy to catch her?" "Anwser me!" Me: " I don't know what happened sir." Mike: " I know what happened, she was falling and you let her hit the ground." Me: " I am sorry I didn't mean to, really I didn't I tried." Mike: " You try?. You need to try harder, she fell and could have hurt herself. You are worthless. You can't can't do blades, stunt, tumble, or anything. Your worthless, you are a useless. Your a boy and you can't do anything right. I don't see why your here

I wondered why for some reason I loved red and white wines, over beerand other alcohol. Here is the reason why you should not drink beer.

I have a pulled muscle in my neck. And it's from a roundoff, this is extremely embarrasing. It also hurts like a bitch.

Johns parents were in Atlanta for something tonight. So he threw a small get together for the guys. About 7 of us sitting there watching a rerun of football( what do they see in this sport), for about an hour. Then we went out got some pizza, walked around Sports Authority, and then decided to go play paintball at the local place. Paintball is so much fun. But its so expensive, I wish I could have brought my own gun, rentals suck. 30 bucks for some shitty ass thing that jammed twice, I love my Angel. Paintball is my love. Then we came back to his house, and were just sitting on the back porch drinking( I am sure some of them had smoked pot as well). John's parents left some prunes sitting out. They dared someone to eat this whole huge bag, and eventually they coughed up 50 bucks for someone to eat it. I needed the money so I did. They didn't taste to bad, kinda like sticky raisins, but they were sticky, ew. I have never had them before, and I now am regretting it. My stomach

This morning about 7 AM, I get a call from my gym. They said one of the coaches hurt their leg, and can't coach their normal classes for 3 weeks. Asked if I could fill in for him this morning, and for the next three weeks. I agreed, but only because I love coaching and it pays awsome. I get there and its the usual 3-6 students per my class and teaching them gymnastics fundamentals. Then around 10 AM another class starts. I wish they had told me I was going to be retrieving a mentally slow child. Coaching them is not a problem, they just require more attention. I was expecting her to have very bad skills, and expecting to spend alot of time with her. My other kids I spotted first, and gave them drills to work on. I go up and say, " Ready?" She replied , " yeah." She did a double backhandspring tuck. Without me spotting, or counting she just threw it. I stood there amazed, and then she said look again. I watched her get on the tumble mat and throw a round off ba

This makes me ponder long and hard.... A gay teen is missing from NYC. Read the article its interesting, but when it said the 14 year old came out to his Mother. It made me think. How the hell can you know your gay at 14? You might suspect it, but how do you know? When I was 14 I had thoughts but I thought it was a phase, and didn't really think anything of it... Read It here

I was in the car this afternoon with 3 other people here is what they said. FYI there was this awful smell outside from a broken water lane we were passing and traffic was oh so slow. Shae: Ew... Whats that small?!? Chrissy: I don't know, where is it coming from? John: Damn thats awful, it's coming from the outside air..> *****(refering to me the driver) turn off the AC it's coming in from outside. Chrissy: Yeah roll down the windows, to let the air out. Shae and John: Good idea... Can you believe they all rolled down the windows... My friends are idiots

This is from Halloween night. This costume was made at the last minute I was in some store and saw makeup and fake wounds for cheap so I bought them. I have gun holes in my face, but you can't see them. Alot of people loved it and took pictures, others hated it. One woman said, " You'll give my kids nightmares, go away..." F her... I had fun, but noone knew who I was. They refered to me as " Bloody Guy". Not eve my close friends knew who I was....

For the time being I am going back to the original design of the blog, until I have time to work my way through the HTML of the last and figure out the comment bug. It exists somewhere in there, but I am extremely rusty at HTML.

I recieved 16 emails today all saying " I can't post a comment" I am completely aware of this problem and I am working on a solution. I will let you know once its resolved.

This morning JJ and me stopped by Starbucks, I got my Green Tea Frap as usual, and she got something I had to listen to her complain about how bad it is for her, for an hour. While we were in there however there was this beautiful woman, sitting on the opposite side of us. With what I will take it was business collegues. She was beautiful, had this long blonde hair, deep blue eyes, and was wearing Emo glasses. I have a thing for Emo glasses, and I am not sure why. I would have done her, she was that attractive. Once in a great while I will see a woman I would do... I only run into one everyfew months, but when I see one... I Just can't help but stare at them, and want to ask them for their number. However I seem to only like 30 year old something non mothers who are single and have Emo glasses.

I haven't been checking my email for this blog, and it's been about a week. I had 15 emails this morning, and 11 of them were how to post a comment on my blog... To post a comment you will see a number beside the title of the entry for that day. You will move your mouse over it, and it will light up and say " some number... Comments". You click it and it will take you to the page where you can post your comments. Also 2 emails asking to advertise on this blog. The answer is NO!!!! Another 2 asking me to link to them.... I think not. I link only to blog I enjoy reading... Your blog is lame, yes you know who you are....

Lunch 1 Bag of Mini Pretzels-55 Calories 1 Reeses Pieces- 75 Calories 1 Serving Of Mini Wheaties without Milk- 200 Cals 1 Black Bean Chipotile- 240 2 glasses of diet coke-0 Dinner Glass Of Diet Pepsi-0 Homemade Grilled Chicken Ceaser Salad- 500 Calories Snacks - Drinks - 3 Glasses Of Fresh Green Tea-0 Total-1070

Daylight Savings Time is really messing with my brain right now.... You know how you don't have a clock but can just guess the time of the day, and be pretty freaking close... My internal brain clock needs to be reprogrammed now...

I am not fat, and most people think I'm skinny. However when I go to competitions for cheerleading I can't help but feel large. The majority of the guys there are these built hot hunks with6 packs and wear these tight ass shirts. I have a tight uniform and people tell me I look fine, but all I can seem to focus on is how I seem to large to fit in it. The girls comments also piss me off. As of tomarrow I am on a strict diet. 1500 calories a day, 3 mile run everyday, and practice 3 days a week. the next competition is 14 days away. In that time frame I will have have lost a least 5 pounds, and most likely more. I am gonna go from from a 21% BMI to a 17% BMI by the end of November, and once Christmas rolls around it will be town to 12%.

In the next 6 months my Dad is gonna get my me a new car for college. I have narrowed it down to two choices. The new Mustang or the Chevy HHR. Now here is my delima. The new Mustang are rocking, sweet, and the ultimate status symbol for a young driver. At the other end the HHR is the most logical. It has great storage, awsome gas mileage, can seat 5 people very nicely, and the insurance is nothing on it. Also it is somewhat cheaper then the Mustang by a few thousand dollars. However the Mustang is my dream car, and I think I would look so hot driving it. But when I think about it.... Where am I gonna store stuff when I come home to visit from college? Why would I pay almost 200 dollars more a month in insurance, why would I cram my friends into it's tiny back seat( trust me the new Mustang backseats are no different then my 97). Mustangs truly have not changed in their nature since 97 the model I have. I couldn't care my car to college, it just wouldn't work. So the HHR is

It's Halloween. One of my favorite holidays. Since I did not go to Sean last weekend to the club with his boyfriend. I went out tonight with some friends. I had no costume I was just gonna in a T-shirt or something. I was standing in line at Party City this afternoon getting some liguid fog and I saw a makeup kit. I bought one for bullet holes, and another for full face make up. I took the fake blood and rubbed my hand in it all over an old tee. Then I had this kickass zombie face. People loved it when we were going around. Taking pictures and little children hated it. I was known as the bloody guy. We decided to take my car since it's a convertible. I drive a black 97 Mustang, which I love. After a while though this getting in and out of the car, just stopped. So we walked for almost 3 hours, I got a shitload of candy. I had a fun night, and next year I am going to the clubs. Also I saw 4 shooting stars tonight. I have seen an unusual number of them lately, I have 8 logged I

Compeitition went well this weekend. My team got first out of 8 in our division, and I still can;t throw my tumbling because of mental blocks. I will post some pictures sometime next week.

As I was writing the last post I received a call from my Mom. She was at the doctor, and they were gonna do a CT scan, today and she was going in for some kind of treatment. Basicly they were doing a full examination, to check the actual status of the cancer. News There has been a reduction of 5% in the size of the main tumor, and one of the smaller ones has decreased in size by 30%, with the other two have decreased by about 5% as well. I am extremely thrilled about this, she said X-Rays don't give you a clear few of the tumors, so the when the doctors see it they don't see any decreasment in their size. I am just so excited. If the treatments keep on this well, the doctor wants to opperate and remove the 3 biggest ones in December. Cheers, T

Yesterday, this blog was featured on Best Gay Blogs . I am kinda thrilled they enjoyed it enough to post it, but also at the same time I am baffled at how they stumbled accross it. Erg... It's cool though.

School is out for today. Greg called me this morning, and asked if I wanted to go hangou,t he was bored. I met him up at Out Write( Atlanta's gay cafe and bookstore). We just talked for the longest time. I was getting so drawn into him. He is about 5'5 dark brown hair, and skin, has these beautiful deep green eyes that seem to change shades. He is so cute, not just cute, but uber hot. We left around noon, and I was just shocked that time went by so quickly. We talked about everything mainly our team and gym and the competition in 5 days. I love him he is so awsome and I just get so drawn into him everytime I am around. Enough to the point where I say things I wouldn't normally say. I seem to change who I am when I am around him. He goes " Yeah I am thinking about the type of car I want for college I think I want a green 05 mustang." I replied, " Yeah, I love them they are so tight." I hate the colour green. With a passion I hate it. I don't even own

I couldn't resist...

Someone sent me this joke... GAY BOYS Four men went golfing together one day; three headed to the first tee and one went into the club house to take care of the bill. The three men started talking, bragging about their sons. The first man told the others, "My son is a home builder and he''s so successful that he gave a friend a new home - for free." The second man said, "My son was a car salesman and now he owns a multi-line dealership. He''s so successful that he gave a friend two Cadillacs." The third man, not wanting to be outdone bragged, "My son is a stock broker and he''s doing so well that he gave his friend an entire stock portfolio." The fourth man joined them on the tee after a few minutes of taking care of business. The first man mentioned, "We were just talking about our sons. How is yours doing?" The fourth man replied, "Well, my son is gay. I''m not totally thrilled about

I was finally able to get in touch with someone this morning. Backstory- Growing up my Mom kept in touch with her friends from BYU. One of them was an attorny out west. Well I would go with her when she would go out there for business. This man had 2 sons, one a rebel, and another what the Mormon Church would call a blessing sent from god. Eventually my Mom got to the point where she doesn't soeak to this man anymore, nor his family. Except she keeps in touch with someone she was friends with in his office. A few months ago I finally found out that perfect son was gay. He came out after he returned from his Mission. I have spent months trying to get in contact with him. Present- A few days ago I finally looked on classmates.com. I found his contact information. I emailed him, and asked him how things went with his family.He remembered who I was. His family kicked him out of the house, they refused to pay for his college. His father sent him to a Mormon turn straight program called

I had the strangest dream last night. So strange I have been thinking about it all day. Here is why it is so weird and I will try to explain it the best I can. For one it only involved people I know through the internet, AIM buddies, chat buddies, blogs I read, and even people via this blog. Yes, some of you people who are frequent visitors and commentors of this blog were in it. It took place at a resort, maybe a hotel resort or conference room and it was a huge celebration for something maybe a charity event. I could see Palm trees and stuff in the background, and hear the ocean so I take its near the ocean. There was no roof it was a clear night with a breeze, there was a band playing the background. There were tons if people I know from online there. I was talking with them all, I want to say who I saw there, but ya'll might think I'm crazy. Even people I have never seen pictures of I knew exactly who they were, and I can see what they look like as clear as day even thou

I hear all this hype about gay rights marriage, adoption, and everything else that straight people get. The fact is most gay people want it, but I don't. When I find someone that I love and decide I will get married, have a ceramony I mean. I won't ever sign on the dotted line of a marriage certificate even when it becomes legal. Even though you love somone, you can love them. A marriage certificate is basicly a contract stating that is something happens to your lover it is your liability. Or if it doesn't work out you have to give them half of everything. Which on paper from my standpoint does not sound to smart. I plan on making multimillion in my lifetime and if somettime in my mid 30's it doesn't workout. They aren't getting half of anything, their ass can make their own money. Or if they die, I am not going to be responsible for their medical bills. No way Jose. Then comes the scenario what if something happens to me like I end up in a Coma or something ha

April 20, 1999, is a day I barely remember. I remember seeing on the news a school shooting, and my fourth grade teacher explaining something about school shootings to us. It wasn't until 5 years later I had a teacher I loved. She told us a story about Columbine and of Rachel Joy Scott, who died that day. I read all I could and I can say that I touched by it. So soon after Rachel's Challenge came to our school, and I have met her father Darrell Scott, and sister Dana Scott twice. I see them everytime they come to our area for seminar or anything along those lines. I can tell you every soul who lost a life that day, who they were, what they did, etc. I can tell you the time frame of the school shootings, and outcomes. Columbine should never have happened. But in a sense so much good came out of it, that it's not funny. 13 souls died, but countless more were saved by lives being touched who stopped other events like this from happening. At the same time Eric Harris and Dylan

My Aunt cared me to the doctor this morning. He said I had a inner ear canale ear infection and the fluid behind the eardrum was causing the pain. I asked for a shot, and he gave me a penecillin shot, and a RX for some pain killers. I feel better I have had the medecine in me for a few hours.

On a lighter note, I quite my job last night. I just can't take dealing with little brats and their children, plus I learned all I can from there. One of these days I will use that places concept and create my own company similar to it, and run them out of business HAHAHAHAHAH.... I'm being serious... But for the time being, one of my friends is selling his DJ Equipment. It's the whole nine yards, even though I don't know what the hell to do with it for 300 Dollars. I am highly considering purchasing it. He bought it all for 800 and afer 2 months was not making any money, so he is selling it. I believe I can market it, and I have my Moms knack for business, and my Dad's ambition. His market strategy was just to walk around with business cards and placed them at Party-City and on bullitien boards. If I get some magnetic signs made and place them on ym car, flyers and place them on bulletin boards, and get a ad in the paper and signs that I can place by roads I think

I just woke up and I feel like shit. I have a temperature of 100.5, my ear is killing me and is swollen out, and my head is pounding. Probably another ear infection, and I have an appointment with the doctor in 2 hours. I'm just gonna ask for a shot of antibiotics I don't feel like waiting for 2 days for the symptoms to start and clear.

I have two things which are on my mind tonight. One, I went out jogging later then usual and only did 2 miles. When I was running I saw a couple standing outside argueing yelling at the top of their lungs. I could hear them with my Ipod turned all the way up. Cussing, screaming, and you the deal. I blew it off thinking they will make up. On my second mile around I saw the man yell at her, and she said something to him. He smacked her down, and hit her again. He turned around and saw me jogging, and gave me the most evil stare, while his wife was on the ground in the garage crying holding her head. I have never wittnessed anything like this, and I feel so shakin by it. I could have done something to stop it, but I couldn't I ran home, and took a shower. These people however are not from America, they are foreigner from somewhere in South America. They were screaming in Spanish, so I could understand a great deal. I just feel terrible, sick to my stomach, and shakin. It is so wrong

I was running tonight did 5 miles in 60 minutes I have never ran 5 miles before non stop. When I finally got done, I came in vomitted my ass off. I had a fever, and my Mom took me to the emergency room, where I was on IV fluids for 2 hours. I am feeling better now, but the doctor said I should have not done that. I wasn't getting enough fluids, and the cold air outside my my lungs go hay wire. I am feeling better now I am gonna go sleep the rest of this off.

Erg... The competition falls the day Sean and Alejandro are going to Chaperlla forHalloween. So I am not going, but I am going to some party with friends at a school. Which should be pretyt tight, I can't however wear Spider-Man there.

The Video Ipod , whoever buys this technological marvel in my opinion is an idiot. What use would you have for watching videos, on this little ass 2 inch screen?!? I could not use it while jogging, driving, at the gym, cheerleading, or any other activity. The only time I would use it was when I would be sitting down, and if I were sitting down I have a TV and a Laptop with screens 10x's this size. I want a nano, but I will never purchase the Ipod video!!! Cheers, T

Here is my 23rd post - 5th sentence: I hope this isn't a case of death comes in three's. Aw, I loved Peter Jennings. Rules:1) Go into your archives. 2) Find your 23rd post. 3) Find the fifth sentence (or closest to it.) 4) Post the text of your sentence in your blog along with these rules. 5) Tag five other people. 10) Naked, Ryan,Tay, JJ and Swordspoint

12 Days to competition and I skill can't throw any of my skills I already have. I have to get them back, They take off so many points the judges if I don't, and I had them 6 months ago. Mental blocks are a bitch, and I know I can throw it, but I just freeze up even with a spot after 1 or 2. Mike said last night repetition is key to getting it back. He's an awsome coach. Most of you have never been to a cheerleading competition. So that weekend I will post lots of pics for ya'll. Cheers, T

My favorite coach at my gym was sad today. I asked him why, and his mother has cancer. My Mom has been receiving treatments for something called HydroColonics, which is basicly an advanced colon cleansing. Effective I believe, and there has been a change in her condition. Nothing major but there has been no further current development of cancer spreading, and she seems everyday to be just feeling better. I am grateful for this deeply. But Mike the coach I gave him a card for the hydrocolonics place, and he did this weird arm hand shake pat thing. I love him he is awsome, and he's gay, but like 15 years my senior. He is so hot though. I have a feeling his mom is going to be okay. Also I was posting signs up today for my cat Trouble. And I saw a sign for a lost pit-bull, well I called them and described Blu. My brothers were all crying when they came and picked her up finds out her name is Dixie. They gave us a 50 dollar reward, so to cheer up the bros I took them out and bought then

I went out to eat yesterday twice. First time to Olive Garden which I love and was awsome I got the all you can east soup, salad, and bread sticks as usual. Then went to this nice place called Wings and THings, and I have to tell you about our waiter. He was the hottest country stud about 6-1, all muscle, country accent, blue eyes, and this short blonde hair, and he had this chizzled ass face. I would have taken him home then and their but I am sure he was straight *sigh* Also went to the mall and got DHT- Listen To Your Heart CD, and I have not put it down yet.

2 Nights ago I was taking the trash out, and my kitten whosa year old ran out the door when it didn't close all the way. I tried chasing him, but soon lost him. I have not seent Trouble in 2 days, and I am worried sick. I love my cat, I have had him since I found him in a garbage can at work.

Great news, the divorce went well. I think mainly because the Judge was hard core raised in the South, and my Moms now EX, was from Seattle and kept pissing him off. Har Har, I love the South.

I am up early getting ready for court. Nothing bad, actually something great. This is THE divorce between my Mom and my evil asshole Stepdad. To tell you the truth I am very nervous, but I have faith. This asshole went running around on her, he was into some frekay shit on the computer, and god damn didn't work and blew money out the ass. He was from Seattle when they met and 1 1/2 years later they were married. You don't know peoples true secrets until after your married. I will say he was a freak there is nothing wrong with D&D, and comic books. We later found out after he left while getting his computer searched he has been having sex with local women, and living out weird fantasies about torture binds, group sex, all of kinds of weird shit. I will let you know how it goes. Also I am changing the music video to the right, to what I am not sure yet. Any suggestions? Cheers Loves, Tragedy

There are lots of things in life I can't stand, but the thing I hate the most is when people use my things, and eat my food. EX. Every weekend I go to the grocery store and buy my own groceries. I buy me veggie burgers, wraps, produce, low calorie juices, and snacks, and mainly health food. I come home today and what do I see in the kitchen? My little brothers with 4 neighborhood friends, sitting at the table eating burgers, and chips. I didn't think much of it at first, but it made me want a veggie burger. Well God Damnit, I go to the fridge and there is only 2 left from a packet of 8, I was like WTF, and then I go and look in the cabinet. My veggie chips were gone. I could have ripped their heads off, they were drinking my Minute Maid Light, and one of them even had the nerve to try my freshly made Green Tea from this morning that was in a pitcher in the fridge. He didn't like it so he poured it down the sink..... They wont be coming over for a while I am sure On another

I just received the oddest email, and in fact it has me in a rut, on how to reply. Hey *****, How are you? I’m doing great. I'm a gay guy and I saw your ad on XY. Would you be interested in talking some about what God says about homosexuality? If so, please respond. I promise you that I really AM gay if you are having doubts about that. Have a great day and I hope you will email me back soon. :) Rick This email has me pondering a hell of alot of questions. 1) Why would he want to discuss what God says about gays? 2) Why would a gay guy refer to being gay as " homosexuality" they always say gay, we are to lazy to type and say that big word? 3) Why does he mention twice that he is gay, when the hell have you ever seen a straight guy on a gay personals site? 4) Why does he say he knows he is gay, if I have any doubts? I truly have been caught with my pants down. This makes no sense to me, I have read it so far about 9 times. Should I reply? What should I say?

On another note my gym also has about 8 gay guys. And it amazing how straight girls are always going, " Damn I want him, gay guys are so fine." And no lie they are. But it amazed me how when one comes out of the closet then all of a sudden they notice him and want him so badly. Ex. Branden. He was always cute, but once he was like look I like guys. Damn did his style change, his music tastes, phsysical look. He got highlights got so tanned and is just to drool for. It made me think he was always like this, but was afraid to show it. I am the same way. I have my stylish look, what most people would call gay music, and a straight act.I love Aqua, DHT, and techno dance its the best. I also love fashion shows and have a secret passion for ballet. The reason I bring this up. I was at practice tonight and I had my Ipod plugged in playing a playlist. The girls decided they wanted to mess with it and change the song, and well as they were. They turned to techno playlist and the f