Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Packed my blog and moved into a new one!

Sooooooo, I know this might be sudden for you, but I'm changing blogs. I think I might leave this one here for a while (because I'll feel so bad if I delete it), but I'll be posting to my new blog (with all my imported posts from this blog of course). I hope you'll join me for this semi-new adventure.

How Far I Got With A Bachelors of Art

http://howfarigotwithaba.blogspot.com/

XOXOXO
-SG

Monday, November 9, 2009

10 Things About Me

1. Carl Rogers is probably one of the most influential role models in my life, let's just say I'm a strong believer in doling out unconditional positive regard
2. I have braces, they are midnight blue, so sexy
3. My left optic nerve is bigger than my right optic nerve
4. When I was a kid, I never mistreated a single stuffed animal in my care
5. I have 2 best friends that I've known since high school
6. I love being geeky, I think it's cool (although sometimes I get reality checks, hahaha)
7. I have the most !@#%$-ed stream of consciousness ever
8. Was told by a "psychic" relative that I was going to live a life of celibacy
9. Had fooled around with about 4 guys before he was told #8
10. I used to be allergic to eggs, weird eh?

Do you think I should change blogs?

Check out my possible new layout and website name. What do you think, yay or nay?

http://howfarigotwithaba.blogspot.com/

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Drank on Friday, felt like !@#$ on Saturday, and now watching Julie and Julia on Sunday

Okay let's start with Friday.

My coworkers and I went out for what I thought was going to be a casual, almost semi-formal dinner, but what it ended up being was even better. The evening started off with our boss saying, "everyone must drink tonight." And that's when the sh*t hit the ceiling. Now I was originally hesitant about over-ordering, given that our boss was taking care of the bill, but that didn't stop one of our more artsy coworkers to order up a storm. Hot sake, cold sake, long island iced tea, a pint of this and a pitcher of that. Cheers and "drink, drink, drink" could be heard, quite loudly I think, from our table. The cherry on top of the ice cream? The owner came with a round of free shots and we swallowed it whole like.... [censored sexual thought]. It tasted like cinnamon dentyne.

Now, I don't drink much. Actually to be honest, I only started drinking this year. Everything tasted terrible, but clinking glasses and the laughter of good times, who could pass up on that. I've always thought that even though alcohol was a disinhibitor (which means it makes you do things that you wouldn't have done if you weren't drunk), I would be relatively immune to such effects. At the time, I thought, I'm pretty in control but the days following, I thought I may have been a bit much, especially since it was with coworkers.



On Saturday, I felt like !@#%^. What didn't help was that my oldest sister and her 2 monsters decided to come over, in addition to the two boys from upstairs. Did I mention I live in a basement suite with my mother (and little brother) and our landlords live above us? They are in the fisheries industry and smell so horrible so much of the time and lack an adequate standard of hygiene. Oh, did I mention that they like to "borrow" food and other household items from us and never return them even though they make well over $100,00 a year. Our cumulative family income is not even half of that, I want to say not even a quarter but that may be overexaggerating. I pay half of the rent and hmm... sometimes half of the food, all of the internet and likewise the phone, and thankfully not cable, because we don't have it. Now it wouldn't be so bad if we didn't live with uncultured, ill-mannered brutes...



Now I was pretty sour and a little hung over today, but then I found Julie and Julia and I've got to say it warmed my heart (if not my stomach, seriously, they borrow food from us). I'm going to finish it off and then get started on the hundred odd things that I have to do before this day, year, and degree is over.


But I think I've regained a bit of the blogging passion again. That makes me happy. (Btw, I just noticed, 3 followers now! That's awesome. I'm love love lovin' this adventure.)

You're gay,
-SG

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Let me set you up he said...

Okay, so remember that doctor that I talked to ohh so many years ago, he calls me again today and asks me if I want a girlfriend. What was really weird about the conversation was that he was really trying to sell that she was a virgin and how she was "fresh." I'll be honest, I felt a little sick.

He also was mentioning how he would totally do her too but she was too young. Now I'm double sick.

I told him that I was still getting over my other relationship, which is still kinda true. And then he said, "sometimes when you treat women like sh*t, they'll be all over you." I'll be honest, I actually thought for a moment about the merit of the statement, until reality set in again and I realized that I was starting to justify being a d*uchbag. And it scared me. I think that's how "nice guys" become "d*ckheads." I want to be a nice guy and win out at the end. Maybe I just have to be more coy eh boys? Hahahaha.

I've had 3 weird conversations this week, and this was just one of them.

Debates that make my head want to explode

Debate question: Should Canada's judiciary be made more representative by imposing policies to make it more representative?

Majority opinion: No, we should not ensure the judiciary is more representative through policies because then we'd appoint less than qualified judges. What structural inequalities? We think having a group of white, middle-aged, middle to upper-middle class males ensures that the interpretation of our laws will be as impartial and unbiased as possible. This group is just better, even if they haven't experienced a majority of the experiences of the Canadian population. Female and minority judges just don't make the cut, if they just worked harder they could become part of the judiciary too.

My opinion: Excuse me while I go puke on myself.

Seriously I had to debate in this context. Myself versus three or four others. I was just thinking, am I really in an academic setting right now? What the f*ck is going on?

A very surprised,
SG

Conversations with mother

{At the supermarket}

SG: "This toilet paper is satin soft and this one is double ply" [They were both the same price]

Mama Gay: "Double ply, satin soft means thin and expensive" [Referring to the fact that you have to wipe with twice as much paper]

{At the dinner table}

Mama Gay: "Umm... SG, you just ate your brother's portion."

SG: "He's been up longer than I have, he had his chance."

{On Halloween}

Mama Gay: "My dance instructor is holding a special dance event today."

SG: "So it's going to be scary dancing today?"

Saturday, October 31, 2009

I am single, hear me roar.

I am single. I am single. I am single. Definitely. For sure. Got to get in the mindset again. Single. Single. Single. Single and horny. Single.

Hahaha, I'm sure I'll be loving it in no time. Think I should employ some systematic desensitization to get over the feelings?

Guess who got a small bag of candy from his little brother. *gobbling down smarties and reese's pieces*

Happy Halloween. Guess what I dressed up as? A nerd, of course. My regular wardrobe easily converts into nerd wear. That's not sad at all, hahaha.

Ohh, did I tell you I got the best $30 haircut this past week. I think it's the first time I've left a salon satisfied. Although... I don't know if I should be doling out the cash for haircuts when I'm 30 grand in debt. Hahaha... that'll fix itself... somehow... Damn these expensive braces.

Cheers,
Stay-at-Home Gay

Saturday, October 24, 2009

By disco stick she means....

So I was playing some music off of my iPod when it shuffled to Lady Gaga's Lovegame.

The lyric of interest was "I wanna take a ride on your disco stick." My brother, who just started grade 8 this year, came up to me and re-sang this verse as "I wanna take a ride on your... [and then he yells] DICK!" I think he gets the euphemism.

Love and Laughs,
Stay-at-HomeGay

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Glee!

Okay, so has anyone been watching Glee? I am in love with this show.

In particular, I love the male solos, sooooo hot. I'm surprised a show like this is doing so well, but I'm glad. There's definitely some gender role flexibility occurring as well, so its popularity is definitely a good sign. (Although Finn's character does seem unbelieveably unintelligent sometimes)

But on the whole, Go Glee!

Cheers,
SAHG