Apr 14, 2007 0
My first circuit party. The parties never seemed as big or as crowded as they did then. See the cages? At one point in the night I found myself dancing and hanging from one of the cages. It was the first time I set foot on a box. And God help the twinks who have tried to knock me off since.
Apr 14, 2007 0
I’ve been craving a circuit party. I miss the Austin parties and wish they hadn’t been discontinued. I need to dance. I want to slip into that convergence of euphoria and oblivion. This video posted on Joe.My.God made me nostalgic for those early days when I was first introduced to circuit parties.
Apr 5, 2007 0
When it comes to meeting men, the old adage, “when it rains, it pours,” tends to apply. But experience has taught me that you can’t go out in the rain without getting a little wet.
Mar 29, 2007 3
Mr. Market made me promise to call him before he left JRs the night we met. Because I told myself before moving to DC that I would make more of an effort to meet new people and not simply rely on my friends to introduce me to theirs, I did. Although Mr. Market had been a bit too forward and tipsy for my taste when we initially met, I decided to give him the benefit of the doubt and meet him for drinks on Friday night. At the very least I might get laid if he’s nice enough … or I drink enough.
Mar 29, 2007 0
Living in a walkable city has its perks. I have lost 14 pounds. I feel like Miranda in the Sex and the City episode when she finally fits into her skinny jeans again. And yes, I do, too.
I’ve been to the gym once since moving here. Imagine what I could accomplish with a little discipline.
Rehoboth Beach, here I come cum!
