Every time I see the videos and photos of the scenicboys I find myself with a dopey grin on my face. It’s rare in this world these days to see two people so happy and seemingly perfectly suited to one another. You can tell they just bounce off each other’s energy and enthusiasm and shared passions. Garet surprised Dusty with a week long trip to the Carribean to mark their 2nd anniversary.
Being the total romantic I am, it makes me happy to see these guys on their adventures together. There are vague plans for me to get to the U.S. next year and I’d love to catch up with these two if I can.
I used to call myself a hopeless romantic but as a reader pointed out, even if I let go of the expectation of finding love and romance, I don’t think I’ll ever give up hope.
Last night on the daily show for big brother they showed Big Brother playing mind games with the last 5 housemates with two snap evictions but then putting those housemates straight back in.
One of the housemates, Travis (second from the right) who is a straight, a virgin and seems have led a very sheltered life, thinking he’ll catch a disease if he kisses using his tongue. What’s amazed me is the way all the other blokey straight boys have accepted him and grown to really care for him and take him under their wing.
All the boys left towards the end, especially Rory (with the dreadlocks and nice cock) seem to be really big hearted guys being very comfortable showing their emotions and having a cry. They’ve all bonded with Terry the 52 year old Grandmother and it’s refreshing to see.
There is a guy at the gym that has me thoroughly intrigued. He’s not model good looking or stunning but definitely very cute in my books and from what I’ve seen, totally the kinda guy I could see me introducing to my family.
The intriguing bit kicks in because I get the odd smile and more recently hellos have been exchanged in a very casual way. It’s a kind of very mild flirting but he has a wedding ring on. I’m never the guy that straight-but-curious guys flirt with and test curiosity so I’m finding it quite amusing, knowing full well there will most likely never be an answer to the mystery. It’s a fun little intrigue to add to motivation to get to the gym so early.
My very first boyfriend, at the age of 25, still leaves his mark on me, and not in a good way. Scott was mentally a little different to most of us. Nothing officially diagnosed, but definitely different. I would say he and his sister were unnaturally close, not in a sexual way but the rest of the world was operating on the other side of a very foggy window to them.
At the end of our second week of dating, keep in mind this was all VERY new to me, he suggested we live together. He wanted to spend every day together and over the next few months tried to infuse himself into every aspect of my life. He was also a pathalogical liar. I’ve subsequently caught up with his boyfriend prior to me and swapped stories and confirmed many lies. But I digress. After I ended the 6 month relationship, just after coming out to my family, he proceeded to stalk me for another 6 months. He’d turn up at work, call me constantly, ask to catch up, call my sister and my friends, all the time begging to get back together. Nothing dangerous, just annoying and sad, let’s call it stalking-lite.
Several years after we broke up I saw him out at a bar and he was pashing (snogging/kissing) his boyfriend, but still GLARING at me at the same time… healthy isn’t it? I’ve since seen that he’s had a new boyfriend but they’ve been going out for some time now. I’ve fought the urge to run up and tell the boyfriend to run.
After a conversation with my flatmate tonight, the possibility occurred to me of mutual stalking. Maybe an obsessive stalker can focus his intentions on a similarly obsessive stalker and they can both end up in a lovingly pathalogical stalking relationship where they don’t even have to hide in bushes because the object of their lunacy is sitting on the lounge next to them?
I’ve just walked in from seeing the Sex and the City movie with some friends and I have to say I loved it. I really liked the fact that all the images that were leaked before it came out that were then supposedly part of a dream sequence, were not. But still things weren’t quite as they seemed.
The movie did make me cry several times, pushing all my buttons about never meeting the right guy, the supposedly right guy cheating on me, all that stuff that goes through the mind of the hopelessly romantic but perpetually single guy. Having said that, the first time I cried was during the wedding gown fashion shoot. I would KILL to be doing high fashion photography like that. STUNNING! And Jennifer Hudson was fantastic!
I’ve just got home from a birthday drinks of a friend where I ran into a guy I was crushing on big time a few months ago. He’d just got back with his ex-boyfriend at the time but is now single again. I’ve long given up hope of anything ever happening but just before my friends and I left, I saw him with his hand on the knee of some guy that was off his tree on party favours. I can’t decide if it’s more of a slap in the face or kick in the guts?
Update: You are all right. I wrote this last night when I was tired and upset. I certainly don’t begrudge anyone finding anyone attractive, physically or mentally. I was feeling ugly and dejected about a whole range of things last night. I’ve taken the word ugly out, because it’s not nice and it shouldn’t have been in there. Apologies. In the past I’ve definitely found guys very attractive for more than the physical and if I ever find someone to settle down with I’m hoping that we’ll have many years together to get fat, saggy and old together but keep making each other smile.
Last night was an education for me. It was the farewell party for my trapeze teacher who is off to Europe for 10 weeks. We started at a nearby pub with a very mixed crowd but then 5 of us headed to the Sly Fox, the nearby Dyke Bar. The three teachers from my aerial school are dykes from 23 to 35 and I have to say listening to them changed a whole lot of ideas.
The stereotypical view of lesbians is that they move in and live happily ever after in monogamy town for life while we gay boys are supposedly out fucking everything that moves. Two of the girls are in relationships that are pretty rocky and the single one has had two disfunctional monogamous relationships and they were all kissing other people last night who were not their girlfriends, and two of them pashed each other. So much for the U-haul and the beagle.
The ACT (Australian Capital Territory) has just had a quiet but landmark civil union by a homosexual couple. New laws allow same sex partnerships to recognise civil ceremonies but sadly the ceremony still isn’t legally binding. The identity of the couple hasn’t been made public but they have been together for 25 years. I love that stuff! Congratulations to the men.
My previous post about good versus evil got me thinking about why we like bad boys. The dark character in that video was the one that always appealed to me more.
Boys with an edge are so sexy for some reason. Tattoos used to be the domain of bad boys but now that just about every second queen has one it’s lost its effect a bit. Is that why tattoos are getting bigger? Tyler Durden, Brad Pitt’s character in Fight Club, to me represents the idea perfectly, that every one of us has a bad boy inside, it’s just a matter of how far down they are buried. Falcon porn studio has made decades of films and millions of dollars out of wholesome boys next door getting down and dirty and living our fantasies out for us when we might be scared to ourselves.
Do nice guys really finish last? I’ve met loads of really sweet guys, but if there isn’t any kind of edge to them, no matter how small, I lose interest. For me, the trick is finding a nice guy who’s got an edge that he’s willing to show me, without that edge cutting me.
My head is a little sore this morning from a few beers last night at a friend’s housewarming. So this morning all I feel like is a good strong coffee but cruel fate being what it is, I’ve run out. I’m about to duck out to the shops and get some more. I don’ like the caffeine in my blood stream to get too low. It’s just not a pretty thing.
It seems I’ve infected a couple more of my friends with the Love Ebola. I don’t know if this one will last but they do seem to enjoy each other’s company. There were a few nice guys there last night but for some reason the vast majority of them smoked!
Following the Californian court ruling to overturn the ban on gay marriage I just saw this on Ellen and it made me get a bit teary with happiness. Ellen seems like such an amazing person. All the very best to Ellen and Portia.
All men suck, it’s official, and not in the good way. Last night was date #5 with Mr Tall. Easy conversation, good cuddles, lots of laughs, but as my fairy tales post suggested, I didn’t quite know where I stood. Mixed messages abounded. We’d had two sleep over dates but no shagging which while a little frustrating, I thought was quite sweet.
Last night he explained why he’d been a bit stand off-ish, and it’s ranking right up there as one of the top reasons for not dating me. Apparently I remind him too much physically of the guy that left his sister at 8 months pregnant never to be seen again. Um what? Someone hurt your sister and I remind you of him physically so you can’t date me? Did I forget to mention this psychologically damaging even happened FOURTEEN years ago?!?! Would it be wrong to suggest therapy for trust and commitment issues?
When it comes to relationships and the politics of dating I’m absolutely useless, especially if reading between the lines is necessary. I like the fairy story kinda deal, Princess is in an awkward predicament she probably could fathom a way out off, Prince rides up, says “I’ll save you because I love you”, does exactly what he says and then rides off into the sunset with his beloved knowing exactly where she stands, or sits, or bounces up and down.
My fairy story seems to be written by someone working with codes for the Nazis in WW2. I’m having to read between the lines and when that happens Snow white doesn’t get woken by a kiss from her Prince, the Prince instead shows all the body language of wanting to kiss her and even talks about waking her with a kiss but somehow, despite making eyes at her, thinks he might have to think about the pros and cons a bit more and get the dwarves to watch over her a bit longer.
In these times where Christian fundamentalism and religious bigotry are leaving their mark, I think it’s very important that shows like Grey’s Anatomy and Brothers and Sisters are showing regular guys, being gay and god forbid even kissing. I think the conservative parts of America and Australia and other countries around the world need to see stuff like this to prove that gay men are everywhere, and in every walk of life. And personally, even though this is scripted television, I’m a sucker for a romance.
I’d heard about this from reading blogs but just watched this report in full. It’s so sad that people still use the word “sissy” and trot out that old line, it’s Adam and Eve not Adam and Steve. The fact that the woman called the Emergency Services hotline because two guys were kissing shows remarkable ignorance and bigotry but I guess on a positive note it shows that Baltimore was having a quiet crime day. Perhaps the most disturbing part for me was the guy who said he believes in carrying a gun and that people should be “put down”.
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