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August 21, 2006
When a thing is wick
I am gay, not just have sex with boys gay, but really, really gay.A strand of pearls and a sweater set away from Blythe Danner gay.
Saturday I was busy painting a chandelier black, including all of the crystals for a post-modern twist on a recognized classic.
That's gay in itself
While I was painting I was listening to Secret Garden, singing along to Wick.
Yup, Gay
I always cry a little when Dicken talks about the miracle of getting a poor crippled boy into his mother's garden.
That's pretty gay, isn't it?
I did achieve some level of peace of mind when I recieved calls back from a couple of friends I called to check myself. You see neither Brian of Jeff were able to answer the phone when I called as they were both watching My Fair Lady and could not be disturbed. By the way, Jeff lives in Minneapolis and Brian lives in Dallas so these were independant homos who do not even know each other.
Fags.
I saw Snakes on a Plane and World Trade Center this weekend.
First, Snakes on a Plane. It was alot of fun and I would recommend it if you want to be startled and laugh. Nothing serious here, but definately many reasons to squirm uncomfortably in your seats and laugh at yourself.
WTC, excellent and respectful. Stone makes amazing films.I left drained and realizing how much people are able to do.
Prison Break premiere tonight!
Wentworth Miller makes me glad I am gay.
Posted by JimG at August 21, 2006 07:57 AM
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you, my friend are übergay, and that's ok by me. now, i've got to get back to organizing my drag closet. talk to you later.
Posted by: lonestarsteve at August 22, 2006 06:35 AM