The Notorious BGM

A Quote from Maxim Magazine:

When Jewel came to the Grammys in a see-through dress, we forgave the straight-from-lifetime lyrics. Then she started thinking of herself as an "artist" and released a book of insufferable cat-box-liner poetry. Just when she couldn't sink any lower, she wiped her ass on a disc and sold it as her second album Spirit, with 14 completely identical pieces of tripe cowritten by Big Bird, Elmo, and the letter H. Jewel's career is now officially bust. But thanks for the mammaries.

I am in a bad mood, I thought posting this would cheer me up. We'll see. (Apparently, I am an airhead)

I finished watching the first season Six Feet Under, now I can hardly wait to watch the second. Does anyone know if it is available on DVD? So I guess I will talk about me weekend. Ben came down and we made our own pizza's on the BBQ. One was meat and the other was chicken pesto... both excellent. We enjoyed them with a bottle of Wolfeblass yellow label on my deck surrounded by torches. After a joint and some pre drinks we went out to the Barking Frog. I really enjoyed the music but Ben didn't, so needless to say we didn't say too long. On Saturday we played Sony Play station in the morning and went to London in the afternoon and went to this festival called the taste of London, although Ben wouldn't taste anything. Saturday night we BBQ'd a trout. I marinated it in red wine and lemon juice and then covered it in the left over pesto sauce from the pizza. It was very tastey. Afterwards, we watched "About Schmidt". It was ok, but I fell asleep before the end. Today, we spent an enjoyable day at the beach in Port Stanley with Becky and her boyfriend Mike. All in all it was a good weekend, but I don't think it could have compared to the excitement of Buddies.
Looking forward to going back to school and visiting Ben in Waterloo. Hopefully we will be able to hit the bomber and meet up with lots of Waterloo friends.

BE DESCREET!!! Dorissa gave me an elevated mohawk... Momma Rose told me I could move out at any time. Look at the pics under the pics section at he side menu. BTW, Becky if you are reading this, I want you to come to the Barking Frog with Ben and I on Fri night- I won't take no for an answer!!
So I had the weirdest dream last night and I have to tell someone. I dreamt that I was in pregnant, but I wasn't a woman, I was myself. I was at the hospital and my immediate family was there including my brother. I can feel this baby kicking inside of me wanting to come out. The contractions start getting closer and closer. I grip my stomach, clutching it feeling this new life inside of me just waiting to be discovered. So I go into labour and my water breaks, but instead of fluid coming out and splashing onto the floor, chunks of after birth start coming out of my mouth. And then, that's when I realize I don't have birth canel, or a vagina and I start panicking, thinking how the fuck is this kid going to get out. The the doctor explain to me that I have to have a c-section. The thought I being cut open scares the shit out of me (mostly because of the scaring) so I have to a bowel movement. I am sitting on the tiolet and I think, oh my god... what if I shit this kid out. So in mid flow I reach behind myself only to feel shit- surprise surprise. I pull back my hands and I am so repulsed and that slip off the tiolet and now I am covered in shit. The nurses come to my aid and clean me all up to go into surgery. But I think they are not going fast enough, because this kid wants out and I am afraid we are not going to make it. I am so afraid the baby will explode inside me or something. I am about to be put under and the doctor explains to me that I will only have a two inch scar under my navel. I can't believe that is all it will be. I wake from surgery and get up and look in the mirror. I am kinda bloated looking and I have huge stretch mark running virtically down from my rib cage across my hip to the top of my thigh, and there is a two inch horizontal scar beside it. There is no baby in site. I forget about the baby and I am just in awe of what I have been though. And then I woke up for real. FREAKY, EH?
So want to hear something freaky? This nuclear medicine technologist was telling me this supposed true story, which I believe could be true. So this Canadian tourist goes on a trip to Australia and goes out on a date with this girl. They have a few drinks and then he finds himself waking up in a bathtub covered in ice. There is a note beside taped to a phone beside him telling him to feel his back and to call for emergeny services. Why? Because he is now missing his kidney's. Apparently, there is a huge black market for organs and tourists are large prey. I definitely believe there is a black market for organs. The reason why the guy was put on ice was so he didn't die. He would have had to have been rushed to the hospital and immediately been put on dialysis. YIKES- careful when traveling.
Well, that is all for me. Good night

I was so so sick this weekend. I got food poisoning from I steak- yikes. Okay, let me descride it to you. The steak was medium rare and it started to feel like a rock in my stomach about 30 minutes after I ate it. I went to bed at 10pm and woke up a 12, my stomach now feeling like a bag of bricks. I vomitted in the bathroom and it was so disgusting. I guess I didn't chew the steak very well because it came up in big bite sized chunks. The smell was so bad I thought I was going to pass out- but instead I vomitted again. I vomitted about 14 times that night between the hours of 12am and 7am. Once I vomitted, I was able to sleep for about 15 minutes before it felt like my stomach was being ripped apart again. Fun times. Although, I lost 5 lbs.

So before my ilness became me I purchased the movie Adaptation for a mere $14.99 and The first complete season of Six Feet Under for $40. I had never seen Six Feet Under, but heard only good things about it. Well, it is amazing! I absolutely love it!!!! For anyone who has seen it, my fave character is the Claire. Nate, and Kieth are also very very sexy- YUM

Ben is coming down to visit me for the first time this summer- I am very excited.

Wow, it has been a long time. Firstly, I guess I should say that I had an amazing time last weekend at Shanley's cottage. There were bon fires, skinny dipping and beer!!! BTW, don't try baking mushrooms in brownies- it doesn't work : (

I went out with Nic on Thurs night and we had fun even though London wasn't too happening. My new fave bar is the Barking Frog. I love the music and the atmosphere. I just wish I could find someone who wants to go. Hopefully Nic will come down to London again.

I went out last night with my friend Cindy and we went to the Martini bar which sucked ass, and then to the Barking Frog, which was awesome. They played one of my fave songs- "I'm in Love with a man Nearly Twice My Age". Does anyone know the actual title or artist? Anyway, Cindy wanted to leave early and go dance at the gay bar. Too bad the gay bar in London sucks ass. The music sucked, it was filled with freaks and there was only one hot guy there. Can you believe it!?!

I had a brutal night at work tonight, I worked my ass off! But something really funny happened at the end of the night. I have a parking pass, but the girl who I was working with doesn't. I felt like being nice, so I told her that I would use my card to get out and then I would give to her, so she wouldn't have to buy a parking token. So my plan, which I thought was assumed was to get in my car drive out, stopp and walk back and give her the card. However, just as I leave the lot I hear this bang. I look back in my mirror to see that she has driven her mini van though the gate. WHAT WAS SHE THINKING!?!?!?

Ok, I know I haven't posted anything in while, but I have been so busy. I promise good things to will come tomorrow as I will have lots to tell. However, I have to go to bed now. I just finished doing a 16hr shift on 4hrs of sleep. NIGHT!!

The Heterosexual Man: Tonight I worked with this very hot straight boy named Evan. He is so nice. At dinner he bought me french fries and at break he shared his nachos with me (awwwwwwwe). Anyway, I am noting this experience because this is the first time that I have ever felt truly comfortable in the presence of a straight guy for a period of several hours. Of course, he doesn't know I am gay- but then who "doesn't" know I am gay? Flame, flame on- if you will. It was so nice, we were able to just talk and be open with each other. But not too open... I wonder if he would be as receptive to me if he knew I was gay? Sadly, probably not... but then again, am I not giving hetersexual men enough credit. Do we, or me, as gay men automatically asume hetersexuals to be our "menenemies"? And if this is the case, in the midst of all our gay drama we are promoting homophobia. What do you think?
Just some naught highlights: He betched and itched himself (alot) in front of me. And at break, while we were watching The Simpsons, he sat slouched with his hand resting underneath his scrubs and the waistband of his converse boxerbriefs. Oh so hot!! We were cleaning a room together very focused on the task at hand and I started day dreaming about how hot he was while I was working. I walked by him with this huge smile on my face and he saw me. He laughed and wanted to know what I was smiling about. He caught me off guard (I guess I thought I was invisible or something). I didn't even know what to say. I was dumbfounded, as I got not come up with an answer. I simply said I was thinking of something funny- but wouldn't tell him what it was. He smiled back at me and laughed and then mumbled, in a playful way, "fuck off" under his breadth. What must he have thought I was thinking of- I wonder if he knew it was him?
So I caved in yesterday and bought these diesel jeans I have been eyeing. Shame on me... to quote Mrs Rev. Love-Joy, "Think of the children, won't somebody please think of the children". Hahahaha- I wonder how many children I could have fed in a developing country....
In other news, it looks as though I may be going to Shanley's cottage for sure next weekend, as a fellow colleague agreed to take my shift. YAY ME!!!