Saturday, September 16, 2006
ChooLips

Here's a clip where two guys kiss in a hotel room: my friend Don (on top,but he isn't TOP sexually *smiles*) and his beau, name undisclosed, are so inlove(???) and hell don't they care if three others were in the hotel room with them!! :-D This was taken (by another friend, Issa) yesterday night.

And oh, I think I'm gonna need some COMMENTS (kindly click that link which represents "0" when no comments has been posted otherwise it will be a certain number how much comments has been posted. Its next to the date in line with the Blog title *grin*) about this post. :-D

UPDATE: September 17, 2006 5:25AM


hah! that much explanation just to give COMMENTS!! Well, as you can see New Template. I guess I got tired of that old template. As a matter of fact I get tired of some things so easily or that fast. I am still working on editing some of the "easy" codes on this template which I fortunately found on bloggertemplate.org. I must still include the counters, Cbox, Flickr among other things.

This template is run with some javascripts which I dont know how it works or even how it is made. You know, I am definitely just a trying hard techie. There is a "PULL" image thingie on the top left, which, when clicked appears a little something something about "something". LOL. That, I still need to edit and think of any thing to say and add in there. Down below is a place where I put in anything nice to say. The original header there said "Fill me with meaningful content". So I am also gonna think of something "meaningful", oh whatever it is that is meaningful that I have to say *grin*.

Anyway, please give me COMMENTS, oh I beg of you(!) that is to see if my post are that interesting or not. and of course if there isn't any COMMENTS at all, that obviously would mean I am still the boring, nasty, same old bitch that I am since the day I was born *chuckles*.

Ta - ta!
Thursday, September 14, 2006
August pics
Mind's blank, always. As always as forever is. You see, there's just too many things to think about in this world and because they're so many I can't even think of anything at all. I am not saying i am not thinking about whether or not I should think about all this shebang going on in the country: Dengue Scare, some people really giving up on the country (which I may do so soon), things to hate about the country, how poor this country is, and how sick and tired am I of being the same old fart. Because they don't brighten my day up if i waste my energy thinking about all that, I just dont. I dont stress to much of my time on them, to be aware of these sad oh so unfortunate things are happening is fine. There's so much to be happy about than think about all those shit going on.

Its september and in a matter of months is the end of this year. GGGGoDD! what have I done this year???

So anyway, here are some pics of yours truly in August. They are nothing interesting but I wanna put them on here for keeps.


Kikay's pups. the white one died. they're all playing and so makulit now.


one night in august.



oh i dont work there. Im just posing as a burger boy. (top: burger machine. below: Big Mak) We're friends with the burger ladies (since we're almost always there at night for hours), but if were not we cant get inside those "cans".


My friend, Lee Jack preparing his order. Yes we can prepare it on our own! Choose which dressing to put in which normally is not allowed. shhhh....



...and moi!


Here's a little something something about what we actually do at night hanging out. That's I washing the utensils. I offered to wash what we used. One thing that happened in this clip was that, we were laughing at one of the guy (gay) we know we get to hang out with sometimes. We knew he was off smewhere with a guy and when he came back his shirt was noticeably wet with something, and we guessed correctly. It was cum!


Sunday, September 10, 2006
In August
(I wrote this a day before I posted the last post which was suppose to be the post for that day but the computer I used is a "nutcase". I am back online a week ago, which is good, but i havent been online for a while because when september came
I caught the flu, and still have the residues of sticky phlegm, and a very nasty sore throat. If i could only rip my throat open and scratch where the itching part is with my bare fingers, then I would have done that.
Since it september, the month where I am most likely to be hit by anything again, be hurt by anything, I have to be extra careful so to avoid the September curse that has been set on me by either some voodoo magic or fate. ---Photos for this post soon)

Pets are very therapeutic. Everytime boredom knocks at my door, one look at Kikay, my bitch, takes all the blues away. Even if I am so tired from a daily night out, I never fail to take a minute or so running my fingers on my dog’s white fur. She especially likes it if I massage her cheeks and pat her head. To Kikay, I think, that’s the sweetest thing she needed after a wonderful wag of her tail and numerous head and body shaking when she greets me “welcome home”.

My sister and grandmother chuckles when they hear me call Kikay “sweetheart” or “bebe ko” (my baby) and I think Kikay likes it when I call her that. When I lie down on the couch to watch TV and Kikay is loose, a single utter of her name or ‘pet names’, comes a hurried excitement on her and leaps on my chest or belly to snuggle with me. I am obviously too attached to my dog these days than ever before.

I even set an alarm for her feeding time so I could not forget. It seems I never do because I feed her ahead of time. My grandma used to buy her dog food but it’s costly to buy her that everytime now that we’re running on a very tight budget. With all these expenses and oil price rising every time, her canned food needs to be dropped from the grocery list. The alternative food I give her are still sometimes canned: corned beef, liver spread. They cost less sompared to ALPO. I mix them with rice and other scrap foods on the table, And if we’re out of canned goods I prepare a special meal for her, pork adobo mixed with rice or anything we left off from a meal.

She doesn’t like any other fish preparations but fried. But I don’t give her fish often. Since this household is always on fish in its various preparations and vegetables I cook pork adobo for her since it’s the easiest and the fastest way. We always store pork meat in the fridge just in case someone’s taste buds get tired of eating “rabbit food” all the time. The only veggies Kikay eat that I’ve discovered so far are cabbage (sautéd or on sinigang), potato, string beans and it takes her time to consume eggplant as well as carrots. She also likes banana.

The best thing now is, Kikay’s a proud parent! She gave birth to five ugly puppies ( yes, ugly! 4 black puppies and one mix with white with black fur) on the 8th at 5pm, a day before my birthday. Its sad though because the white puppy died a few days ago and its my fault. I accidentally dropped the puppy when I transferred them to where they should be. Kikay keeps on carrying them under the couch so I have to tie her to refrain from doing that and spreading the dog smell all over the house. I let her loose from time to time to cuddle with me, though.

I love my dog, that’s all this is about.

So I wonder, will I ever love someone more than I love my dog now? That’s left unanswered.

You see, I think there’s one hell of a competition going on among gay men to catch men. I was told that these days it is a battle of who has and who hasn’t. in terms of money that is, ka-chiing!!

I am confused! They call them boyfriends in exchange of, say, allowance and anything money can buy. There’s no question about the “pamati” (--- no exact definition. It could be used as a noun to describe an amateur hustler or a verb together with prefixes or suffixes to mean as one night stand, hooking up and anything synonymous) we gay people in this area call. These “pamati’s” (noun) in exchange of their quick service means money. But the boyfriends?? I don’t know. Maybe I am a little – too confused about how these game works especially when I did not wake up to a trend like that.

If I am gonna hook up, which I wont in the nearest possible time, I have to have all that money, you know. Until someone I like likes me back not for the money but me then that’s the time