My first 5k

So, many of you know that I am becoming increasingly interested in physical fitness. One of my goals this year was to start becoming active in some sort of athletic venture , other than the gym. So this Saturday I will be participating in my first 5k. I'm not that great of a runner, so I don't expect an incredibly great score, but just by completing it, I will have done something good for myself.

On the other hand, it is also for a good cause. I am jogging in the Susan G. Komens Race for the Cure, an organization dedicated to fight breast cancer. This has affected my family and many families out there, so I encourage you to donate to their charity. You can do so by going to this donation page. Even if you do not donate, you should still go learn about breast cancer by taking the awareness quiz on the left hand side.

(side note: to keep this at the top of my blog until the event happens, I will save up my stories for next week.)

A theological question for my readers...

Let me start by asking this in a more abstract way before I go into my petty example. But to my readers I ask this (and it may be an assumption of believing in God to answer this, otherwise just give me your thoughts).

1. Does God play an active role in our lives from day to day? Does he/she forge a path for us and want us to follow it giving us answers to our prayers that we are supposed to figure out?

2. If so, are these paths or answered prayers easy to see and understand? Or are they among the hardest things to figure out in our lives, what God wants us to do? If we make the wrong decision, wouldn't it make God less likely to help us in the future?


Now my example: In the most ridiculous and self-indulgent prayers (and I'm sure I'm not alone in this prayer) but I asked for a boyfriend, or a way to deal with a persistent feeling of loneliness (also don't get me wrong- I kind of don't want to date right now as I am enjoying my singleness- but that is another post). So there is a person who would very much want to date me, I'm just not really that interested in this person. Am I disregarding God's answer to my prayer? There are plenty of stories in the Bible about how someone planned to do something they didn't really want to do because it was God's wish and in the end it turned out to be the exact right thing to do and it enhanced their happiness beyond all measure. So how does one determine what God's path is versus settling because its easier?

Sorry for the religiosity of this post.

horoscope

The Onion posts my horoscope today. This may very well be the most accurate horoscope I've ever gotten. It reads:

You'll cry because you have no shoes until you see a man who has no shame stretching out his anus to the size of a soup bowl and putting pictures of it on the internet.

Interviews

So on Tuesday, I had a very good professional day and it really jumped my self-esteem up a bit. I got two phone calls to set up interviews. One was a second interview for the Advisory Committee of Student Financial aid. It would be a second interview and I totally thought I blew the first interview. Well apparently not and they are having me come in June for a longer interview to meet the office and do a presentation. Exciting.

But the bigger one is I am one of four finalists to be Special Assistant to the President of my university. I had my interview with the head of HR yesterday for that. It was a very nice conversation and I think I made a good impression with him. He did admit to what I already knew, that I was a darkhorse candidate, but still, its an honor to come this far. But it pays more than I ever imagined I'd make. If i got it, drinks would be on me for virtually forever.

So keep your fingers crossed for me.

Another one bites the dust

AS I am sure you are already aware, Jerry Falwell has passed away. Or to put it in his terms, Lucifer has called him back to hell. Good riddance Jerry! You really became a buffoon in your later years, blaming the pagans, abortionists, and gays for 9-11. And then taking your crusade against television characters such as Tinky Winky was rididuclously funny. In truth, there is only one way to celebrate your life this week.... lots and lots of gay sex. So I will do my part, I hope my readers will do theirs as well.

On a side note: there is something truly interesting that occurs when a hated individual dies. WHen a famous person passes, there is usually an air of sadness, or at least respect of silence about the matter. But, last night, everyone I knew celebrated and toasted Falwell's passing. I don't blame these people and I participated in these toasts. Its just weird how people react when someone they loathe dies.

Crazies

How ironic that I am writing this post only hours after a few people wrote about a man in my life being crazy. However, they may have gone for the wrong guy. Also a note of warning--- this post is a little more graphic than usual posts and those uncomfortable with sex probably should just skip it. For all others-- read on.

I think there will not be a third date... Last night turned into a ridiculous spectacle that I'm still reeling from. And as is true to my form, when I need to rant, I will rant about all stuff small and large with equal wrath, even if it doesn't really have the same level of concern for me. (its all a retrospective).

So date two started with me going up to d/t's apartment with the thought we'ld have dinner in that area and hang out at his place. Well, we had dinner in Adams Morgan, which was good. And then he busts out that I need to go to his best friends birthday party. Fine not a big deal. I feel awkward being involved in an activity like that only knowing someone for four days, but whatever. Then come to find out that the party was two blocks from my apartment. I wasted a cab ride, which I never take to have to come back to my apartment. Not that its a big deal, but I feel it shows a little inconsiderateness to have me trek that far and not just be like, hey we're going to be in that area later, why don't i come to you.

But we do the birthday thing and then go to get a drink at Halo. I buy the first round and do a cheers to the guys birthday. (this becomes part of the convo in about 5 lines). Not a big deal. About one am... with me exhausted.... we leave Halo. I start to walk d/t back towards 16th street. He decides he wants to take the bus. I try to convince him to take a taxi, but to no avail. This sets him off a bit and he starts talking about how he's mad at his friend whose birthday it was. Fine. Not a big deal, but again... 4 days i've known you... don't need all your drama yet. But I listen.. and he volunteers that a friend is HIV positive. Not a big deal. I have friends who are HIV positive. I didn't feel like it was my business, but I didn't care enough one way or the other.

Then d/t tries to get me to go home with him. I tell him that if he wants to stay the night then my place is two blocks away and I have to wake up earlier then him as it is... to throw a walk home into that is rough. So he agrees to come to my place (side note: I don't usually let people stay the night. It takes a lot for me to let someone come over much less stay... one of my weird trust issues.) But he comes to my place and shortly thereafter tells me he was mad at me. Why?, I ask. He tells me that when i made the toast he saw my finger touch his friend's finger (mind you this would be right in front of his boyfriend) and thought I was trying to pick him up. Ummmm... paranoid much? And then he says that's why he told me the guy was HIV positive... to stop me from sleeping with a guy that I'm not trying to sleep with. I was soo offended that he would use HIV status as a weapon like that on his best friend no less.

But we're gay and were drunk so we eventually got past it and well you know... we had sex.... twice by 3am. But as we're doing it the second time he tells me he wants me to bareback him (for those unfamiliar with the term--- why are you reading my blog in the first place... no seriously, it's without a condom). And it wasn't just asking once it was like begging and pleading. I couldn't believe that he pulled this right after trying to tell me about his friend. really?!?!?! And of course, he tried the old line... i've never done it with other people.... ummm you jumped at trying it with me the first time we slept together... chances are you've done it with a lot of other people. And don't get me wrong, I am not a condom nazi, nor have i not had my slip ups through my life, but really it needs to be reserved for long-term monogamous couples.

When we finish with everything, he decides (at 3am) to go home. He needs to pay his rent apparently. Because someone is there at 3 am to receive his check??? So he totally just left in the middle of the night.

I don't think I will hear from him again, but i'm fine with that. I gave this one an actual shot and found a crazy... its not my fault.

date one

So last night... what drama. It started out nice. I went to hang out with Tony/David at his place. I know i know i know... that's only asking for trouble, but I went anyway. He lives about a thirty minute walk and I went for fashion over comfort, so I was quite sweaty by the time i got there. We hung out on his balcony drinking beers and looking at his incredible (and I do mean INCREDIBLE) view. From his balcony, one can see Catholic U., the Capitol, the Washington Monument, Rosslyn, and the National Cathedral.
So we hung out for about two hours and made out a bit and drank and talked. He seems like a really nice guy. But of course, in the middle of it all, I get a call from waiter crush. I didn't answer obviously, but it was just like his ESP went off saying "scott's with someone else." We are also probably hanging out tonight (me and tony/david).

Then I grabbed a bite to eat with DP and while I was waiting for him, called waiter crush back and got his voicemail. The message was something fishing like: "sorry i didn't get your phone call, I was indisposed if you know what I mean... but we'll be here so come visit us... blah blah blah."

So later that night when we were at that location, as we are playing trivia, waiter crush shows up... drunk beyond belief. And he starts by putting his arms all around me and then putting his head on my shoulder. Then at some point early in the night he kisses me right on the mouth. It wasn't a make out kiss, or tongue, just a pop kiss on the mouth, but still we've never kissed... not even the gay hello on the cheek kiss. And he did it like two or three times. It was clear that he was a little jealous, especially when he kept trying to get me to tell him about the boy i made out with the other night. And at some point he was trying to get me to talk about his boyfriend and how he never meant to hide it from me, but he wasn't making much sense and we never went back to the conversation topic, so i'm not sure what he meant to say. Then at some point he just said he had to go and then leave. It was weird, but reassuring that this clearly shows he was at some point interested. such is life.

Date two coming up soon though.

Tony, or is it David?

So I was at JR's on Monday night to meet Ruthie's new boyfriend-if you call it that, because I don't think he is?- and it was a day of the week and i pretty much go to JR's every night of the week. I got there early and before Ruthie showed up, started talking to these two latin guys. One of which, the chattier one, was named Tony, or so he said. We continued to talk for a while. Then at some point we started holding hands, etc etc. The flirtation continued on... At some point Ruthie got there and Tony took me upstairs where we made out a little bit. It was my first make out session in like 5 years. By the end of the night the guy wanted me to go home with him, which being the sober one I decided was not a good idea.

He had gotten a little clingy and was all like I want us to date forever etc etc... which is a little frightening since we had only just met and really didn't know anything (and yes, while that's a euphemism... keep reading to find out how little i actually know). But when I left, I gave him my number.

The next day i got a text and it was signed David. David? Where did I meet a David? I got all confused making sure from my friends that his name wasn't David, but was in fact Tony. They confirmed this. Then later in the day after I texted him back I got a call from him where again he said his name was David. And through voice recognition, I knew it was the same guy.... So who is Tony? Why was I given the wrong name? How can I keep talking to some guy when I don't even know his name?

So I figure I should try and get three dates out of this before I call it quits... my new years resolution... maybe he'll have a third name and then I can update my blog with that.

my thoughts exactly...

Its like someone took all my innermost thoughts and made them into ecards... check them out. www.someecards.com

alumni pride

Deborah Jeane Palfrey, the DC Madam, is an alumni of Rollins College. Go Tars!!!!!

Bachelor Auction

As promised, the bachelor auction date post. So on Sunday evening, I met my date for dinner at Tonic, which is a restaurant that specializes in comfort food. I, being the perpetually on time person that I am, arrived about 15 minutes early. When he got there , we did the gay exchanging of pleasantries (hug/kiss on the cheek). WE went in and he knew people in the restaurant next door so he said hi. I thought he was just popular, but apparently his friends decided to check up on him during the date... which wasn't mentioned til late into the date.. but has some awkwardness attached to it.

The conversation was good. Its like if we were able to go down different paths of our lives and then meet up and discuss life with our future possible selves... that was our date. We had a lot in common, education- the same reasons for doing so much education, the worries we have about putting ourselves out there in a date/romantic setting, the hangups we have with men, etc etc. IF it were a actual date, there may have been some overshares of personal information, but since it wasn't, its ok.

At some point, he got all inquisitive about why I (someone) would purchase a bachelor at a bachelor auction and actually go out with them. And I said it was just for the experience and the story (which is 100% the truth), but my inner monologue had a much deeper conversation of two points. 1. If I wanted to eat at that particular restaurant, it would've been cheaper just to go to that restaurant with friends and pay my own way. and 2. while yes this money technically was for charity, its not like it was a big charitable cause like cancer research, or AIDS related concerns, or poverty. Its to send gays to France.... If i cared about that charity, I'd buy a ticket to Paris for myself.

And of course, at some point he mentioned he had a blog. And he said he didn't want to tell me what it was since I had been mentioned in it through the whole date purchase thing. I respect that entirely, but let's be honest... anyone who knows me knows I'm instantly going to internet stalk. And it wasn't hard to find at all. The early posts about the date weren't so nice and had I read them before the date, I probably would've canceled and not gone out with him at all. But his summary paints me in a good light, so I appreciate that. Here's the link to the good review and to my readers, please note... he doesn't know that I know his blog yet, so don't incriminate me :)

But he seemed nice enough. I think if we see each other out, we'll definitely stop to chat, but there's no real date coming up with him and I don't know if we'll ever actually call each other to hang out. I guess we'll see on that one.