Musings, platitudes, rants and reveries of an uninhibited horny urban bear.

Monday, August 01, 2005

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I’m 37 years old.

I’m gay.

I have a sick (sometimes cruel) sense of humour.

I can speak German and Japanese with moderate fluency.

I’m a good cook but I don’t often get a chance to show off.

I have an adorable cat.

I have trouble speaking up and saying what I want.

I don't like to take shit from anyone.

I have a near-photographic memory some times and a near-pornographic imagination the rest of the time.

I like my job, most days.

I’d like to have more free time to waste doing absolutely nothing but following my nose.

I have a degenerative autoimmune disorder that eats away at my insides and makes life difficult on good days.

Two days short of my 21st birthday I lost a very close girlfriend in an accident. I was lucky to live through it myself. That kind of thing is life changing.

I briefly abused alcohol until I realized it wasn’t doing much more than numbing me from the things I couldn’t bring myself to deal with. I don’t think I was a full fledged alcoholic or anything but it was an unproductive time in my life.

I know life could be worse.

I’m strongly right brained.

I have a boyfriend who pisses me off but I’d still do anything for him.

I’d probably give most people the shirt off my back for that matter.

I let other people walk over me sometimes.

I like masculine men (not gym bunnies, drag queens or twinks).

I have a weakness for handsome men with body and facial hair.

I like getting blowjobs from those men.

I’m a top. It’s more than a position. It’s an attitude.

I’ve worn leather and accessorized with whips, handcuffs and cockrings.

I’ve woken up handcuffed to a drag queen while wearing the above outfit.

I’ve woken up to find artificial nails and glitter in my underwear.

I fucked a girlfriend on the hood of her father’s car in a public parking lot.

I fucked an anonymous man in a public washroom.

I think empathizing with other people, no matter what you think of them, is the best way to learn about life.

I want to father children with a lesbian/couple and help raise them.

I think this was a good exercise and I just might do it again.

1 Comments:

Blogger Top_Dog said...

GGGGGRRRRR (that's a compliment in some gay circles)

I wasn't quite as introspective as I wanted to be but that's the stuff that came to mind. I decided i wanted to just write off the top of my head instead of thinking first. I was cathartic.

I enjoy your posts too. Whereas I'm all on top of BBC and shit you've always got you're finger on a pulse somewhere else that's interesting.

9:30 p.m.

 

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