tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85262922024-03-23T11:11:54.909-07:00iNtHEdOGhOUSEWe choose our joys and sorrows long before we experience them.
-Kahlil Gibranseekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.comBlogger455125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-49387906585786503782008-02-29T20:46:00.001-08:002008-02-29T20:46:54.357-08:00<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QcMEL3_YsVI&rel=1&border=0"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QcMEL3_YsVI&rel=1&border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"width="425" height="355"></embed></object>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-82103681491594531282008-01-21T06:15:00.001-08:002008-01-21T06:15:43.787-08:00Martin Luther King Jr.Nonviolence is the answer to the crucial political and moral questions of our time; the need for mankind to overcome oppression and violence without resorting to oppression and violence. Mankind must evolve for all human conflict a method which rejects revenge, aggression, and retaliation. The foundation of such a method is love.seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-38452460526148186392007-12-28T12:18:00.000-08:002007-12-28T12:23:02.513-08:00love sacramento light rail stops!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvSPI27HGpIBQnP4EnE3CJGAWCuWhLWe7moQTZ4CFq7vDWm3k-arCU0gtPK5c_dj2cK3D_RNqIPMiUYmYyTell-Na7IZHQPJs3V0931y2EuP_wIclVpqmUIOZyAvemTXKP_6OBBw/s1600-h/manlove.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvSPI27HGpIBQnP4EnE3CJGAWCuWhLWe7moQTZ4CFq7vDWm3k-arCU0gtPK5c_dj2cK3D_RNqIPMiUYmYyTell-Na7IZHQPJs3V0931y2EuP_wIclVpqmUIOZyAvemTXKP_6OBBw/s400/manlove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149121052198873170" border="0" /></a>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-4300451598888317752007-12-28T12:03:00.000-08:002007-12-28T12:23:35.973-08:00aaaawwwww...the poor thingAnonymous has left a new comment on your post "<a rel="nofollow" target="_blank" href="http://drinksomemore.blogspot.com/2007/10/bow-wow-and-omarion.html"><span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1198871704_0">bow wow and omarion</span></a>":<br /><br />I hope your not tryin to say they're gay or something cause you can kiss both they asses. You damn right I'm easily offended about both <span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1198871704_1">Omarion</span> and Bowwow or any other artist really because they have enough problems without nothing ass bithces like you trying to start rumors!!! You probably the BIGGEST Homo of them all LOL!!!<br /><br />~ The #1 Mrs. Grandberry a.k.a. Neishaseekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-60483092996235392102007-12-10T09:44:00.000-08:002007-12-10T09:46:11.703-08:00on a lighter note<object height="355" width="425">(unfortunately if you read the comments to this on youtube, you'll really see some hatefull ignorance)<param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KfLwRpz_MGU&rel=1"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KfLwRpz_MGU&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-61492902850396068802007-12-10T09:06:00.000-08:002007-12-10T09:07:14.886-08:00uh, can you sing, "go to hell"?<div id="cubeDiv" style="position:relative;"><span style="position:relative; z-index:2;"><object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" id="swfclipv1217075" width="351" height="551"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /><param name="movie" value="http://thenewsroom.com/mash/swf/cube.swf?a=v1217075&m=267769&v=1" /><param name="base" value="."/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://thenewsroom.com/mash/swf/cube.swf?a=v1217075&m=267769&v=1"base="." wmode="transparent" width="351" height="551" name="swfclipv1217075" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed></object></span><span id="voxAdv1217075" style="position:absolute;z-index:2;"></span></div>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-7269037667294822942007-12-07T14:14:00.000-08:002007-12-07T14:24:23.448-08:00on james baldwin<p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" >Some 25 years ago as a idealistic young political activist at UC Santa Barbara, Through my comrades at the un-official ethnic studies department, I learned of an author named James Baldwin. Soon after on a boring afternoon walking through downtown <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Hayward</st1:place></st1:city>, I wandered into a used bookstore and low and behold there was a dog eared copy of James Baldwin’s “Another Country”. I was mesmerized by this novel. Being a privileged white boy from the Bay Area, I never had this kind of exposure. Being an enthusiastic (borderline manic) liberal (nothing short of a damn socialist) I was as empathetic as I could be. As important was my exposure to homosexuality. Reading this book was, perhaps, the first time I came across a positive (although slightly troubled) portrayal of gay men with beautiful and erotic prose of physical and emotional love between two men. It had a tremendous impact on my life. Anyway that very book has always, and still is on my coffee table.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><a href="http://www.racewire.org/archives/2007/12/twenty_years_later_james_baldw.html">From RaceWire</a></span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <h3>Kai Wright<o:p></o:p></h3> <h2 id="a000789">Twenty Years Later: James Baldwin’s America Hasn’t Changed<o:p></o:p></h2> <p><!--[if gte vml 1]><v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"> <v:stroke joinstyle="miter"> <v:formulas> <v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"> <v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"> <v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"> <v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"> <v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"> <v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"> <v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"> <v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"> <v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"> <v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"> <v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"> <v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"> </v:formulas> <v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"> <o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"> </v:shapetype><v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="balwin_smoking.jpg" style="'width:225pt;height:261.75pt'"> <v:imagedata src="file:///C:\DOCUME~1\RCHRIS~1\LOCALS~1\Temp\msohtml1\01\clip_image001.jpg" href="http://www.racewire.org/archives/balwin_smoking.jpg"> </v:shape><![endif]--><!--[if !vml]--><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RCHRIS%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/msohtml1/01/clip_image002.jpg" alt="balwin_smoking.jpg" shapes="_x0000_i1025" height="349" width="300" /></p> <p><a href="http://www.nytimes.com/books/98/03/29/specials/baldwin-obit.html">Author and essayist James Baldwin died 20 years ago on Dec. 1.</a><o:p></o:p></p> <p>Baldwin’s biographer and close friend, David Leeming, called his essays “prophetic,” as they articulated an eerily clear-eyed view of <st1:country-region st="on">America</st1:country-region>’s peril at the hands of what, in <st1:place st="on">Baldwin</st1:place>’s day, was politely called the “race problem.”<o:p></o:p></p> <p>Perhaps Leeming has it right and <st1:place st="on">Baldwin</st1:place> was a soothsayer. But a more plausible explanation is that Baldwin’s work remains contemporary because <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">America</st1:place></st1:country-region>’s racial caste system changed so little over the generations that his writing spans.<o:p></o:p></p> <p>Baldwin considered race <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">America</st1:place></st1:country-region>’s poison pill. And he deftly portrayed Americans of all colors struggling to concoct their own individual antidotes—solutions that are temporary at best and always crazy-making because, at root, the problem is structural not individual.<o:p></o:p></p> <p>Today, we still have not reached <st1:place st="on">Baldwin</st1:place>’s understanding of race and racism. It remains a collective problem that we insist upon dealing with on an individual basis. As a result, even our greatest triumphs—the end of legal segregation, broadened opportunity for the slim black middle class—are undermined by broader forces.<o:p></o:p></p> <p>In his first essay <a href="http://www.nytimes.com/books/98/03/29/specials/baldwin.html">collection</a>, 1955’s Notes of a Native Son, <st1:place st="on">Baldwin</st1:place> describes an urban ghetto that since has changed only in aesthetic. “All over <st1:place st="on">Harlem</st1:place> now,” he wrote, “there is felt the same bitter expectancy with which, in my childhood, we awaited winter: it is coming and it will be hard; there is nothing anyone can do about it.”<o:p></o:p></p> <p>Then and now, reform efforts have failed to alter that bleak reality because they’ve made no fundamental changes. As <st1:place st="on">Baldwin</st1:place> wrote, “Steps are taken to right the wrong, without, however, expanding or demolishing the ghetto. The idea is to make it less of a social liability, a process about as helpful as make-up to a leper.”<o:p></o:p></p> <p>So today Baldwin’s Harlem still lingers atop the list of <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">New York</st1:place></st1:state> neighborhoods with problems ranging from dilapidated housing stock to communicable disease to food establishments that simply fail to pass health inspection. The same is true for other racially defined ghettos around the country.<o:p></o:p></p> <p>What is different today is that few discuss race in <st1:place st="on">Baldwin</st1:place>’s structural terms. Instead, we busy ourselves with word games.<o:p></o:p></p> <p>We play gotcha with celebrities who use slurs, rather than noticing the morbid conditions African Americans are disproportionately asked to live within. We eagerly embrace commentators like Bill Cosby when they decry the way individuals have adapted to generations of ghetto life. But we nickel and dime any policy effort to change those conditions. We ban the N-word, and we leave the ghetto intact.<o:p></o:p></p> <p>This neglect has the same impact today that it had when <st1:place st="on">Baldwin</st1:place> dissected it in 1955. “All over Harlem, Negro boys and girls are growing into stunted maturity, trying desperately to find a place to stand,” he wrote, “and the wonder is not that so many are ruined but that so many survive.” <o:p></o:p></p> <p><br /><em>Kai Wright, a writer and editor living in Brooklyn, <st1:state st="on"><st1:place st="on">New York</st1:place></st1:state>. His new book, <a href="http://www.beacon.org/productdetails.cfm?PC=1868">Drifting Towards Love: Black, Brown, Gay, and Coming Out on the Streets of New York,</a> will be published in January by Beacon Press. He is also publications editor for the Black AIDS Institute and author of two previous books on African American history. </em><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://www.time-clock.com/"><span style=""><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;" ><br /></span></span><span style=""></span></a><span style=""></span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-30777068212828216752007-12-06T10:10:00.001-08:002007-12-06T10:11:40.480-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH__kDElWdITyeQMdD2obzykqVB2Xdb95M61uhhxF7zhjIX63-Y_E5w_0QoXIf04x4b9IvGTSwA5IXFBqC7cjSCD4_z3dIRrvVpVE2bZTYfuq6fFhUhfO1maYE7N-d9BETZrxboQ/s1600-h/Genital2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH__kDElWdITyeQMdD2obzykqVB2Xdb95M61uhhxF7zhjIX63-Y_E5w_0QoXIf04x4b9IvGTSwA5IXFBqC7cjSCD4_z3dIRrvVpVE2bZTYfuq6fFhUhfO1maYE7N-d9BETZrxboQ/s400/Genital2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140924154365570722" border="0" /></a>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-46260698383536089812007-12-05T12:51:00.000-08:002007-12-05T12:52:27.816-08:00Iran: Young Man Executed for Alleged Sex CrimeFor Immediate Release<br />Contact: Hossein Alizadeh, IGLHRC Communications Coordinator, 212-430-6016<br /><br />(New York, Wednesday December 5, 2007) - The International Gay and Lesbian Human Rights Commission (IGLHRC) has learned today that despite an order by the Iranian Chief Justice to nullify his death sentence, Mr. Makvan Mouloodzadeh was executed in Kermanshah Central Prison at 5 a.m. this morning, Iranian time. Neither Mr. Mouloodzadeh's family or his lawyer were told about the execution until after it occurred. IGLHRC is still investigating the facts in this case.<br /><br />"This is a shameful and outrageous travesty of justice and international human rights law," said Paula Ettelbrick, IGLHRC's executive director. "How many more young Iranians have to die before the international community takes action?"<br /><br />Mr. Mouloodzadeh was a 21-year-old Iranian citizen who was accused of committing anal rape (ighab) with other young boys when he was 13 years old. However, at Mr. Mouloodzadeh's trial, all the witnesses retracted their pre-trial testimonies, claiming to have lied to the authorities under duress. Makvan also told the court that his confession was made under coercion and pleaded not guilty. On June 7, 2007, the Seventh District Criminal Court of Kermanshah in Western Iran found him guilty and sentenced him to death. Despite his lawyer's appeal, the Supreme Court upheld his death sentence on August 1, 2007. The case caused an international uproar, and prompted a letter writing campaign by IGLHRC and similar actions by Amnesty International, Human Rights Watch, Outrage! and Everyone Group.<br /><br />In response to mounting public pressure, and following a detailed petition submitted to the Iranian Chief Justice by Mr. Mouloodzadeh's lawyer, the Iranian Chief Justice, Ayatollah Seyed Mahmoud Hashemi Shahrudi, nullified the impending death sentence of Mr. Mouloodzadeh. In his November 10, 2007 opinion (1/86/8607), the Iranian Chief Justice described the death sentence to be in violation of Islamic teachings, the religious decrees of high-ranking Shiite clerics, and the law of the land.<br /><br />In accordance with Iranian legal procedure, Mr. Mouloodzadeh's case was sent to the Special Supervision Bureau of the Iranian Justice Department, a designated group of judges who are responsible for reviewing and ordering retrials of flawed cases flagged by the Iranian Chief Justice. However, in defiance of the Chief Justice, the judges decided to ratify the original court's ruling and ordered the local authorities to carry out the execution.<br /><br />Mr. Mouloodzadeh's execution came days after a panel at the UN General Assembly passed a resolution calling for a moratorium on the death penalty.<br /><br />You can read IGLHRC's action alert on our website: http://www.iglhrc.org/site/iglhrc/section.php?id=5&detail=797<br /><br />Our Letter to the Iranian authorities is also posted on our website in both English and Persian: http://www.iglhrc.org/site/iglhrc/section.php?id=5&detail=798<br /><div style="text-align: center;">###<br /></div>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-84592880458671296762007-12-04T12:11:00.001-08:002007-12-04T12:17:57.511-08:00who me?<a href="http://rbroundum.mypersonality.info" target="_top"><img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/3/35106.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /></a>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-57300800273387801022007-12-04T09:37:00.000-08:002007-12-04T09:38:08.691-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8eVlRowtB1Van0pycY1eyYc59O12tRlTdlm6sEfbWOjX4g9-c9uqy3D_RJNdnLR5QZrjJ6Mji_GUcCw92dnT7GtE4cRglcAL39g1ICov2hEFJltAE3EoOuKq9P7rasWVv67PjDA/s1600-h/ghodtme.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8eVlRowtB1Van0pycY1eyYc59O12tRlTdlm6sEfbWOjX4g9-c9uqy3D_RJNdnLR5QZrjJ6Mji_GUcCw92dnT7GtE4cRglcAL39g1ICov2hEFJltAE3EoOuKq9P7rasWVv67PjDA/s320/ghodtme.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140173402672164482" /></a>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-38340033163015463842007-12-04T09:35:00.000-08:002007-12-04T09:37:27.730-08:00great show - clicky click<a href="http://www.santasghetto.com/art_room1.asp"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2aefyEF_WBuKbFw42L___0Hcusm8en3uLLwxmzdh3Qia7kq3K2hzTQBaFFKcJiNMetL_dQ3eqpQAPuwGN6EBFf59ko-90tMIU2o3x3Ufp4r5PXCQJqjXuWNWt72Asz7xDMImgXQ/s1600-h/dove.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2aefyEF_WBuKbFw42L___0Hcusm8en3uLLwxmzdh3Qia7kq3K2hzTQBaFFKcJiNMetL_dQ3eqpQAPuwGN6EBFf59ko-90tMIU2o3x3Ufp4r5PXCQJqjXuWNWt72Asz7xDMImgXQ/s320/dove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140172809966677618" /></a><br /></a><br /><br />Thanks<a href="http://www.towleroad.com/"> Towleroad</a>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-41149240232853954932007-12-03T09:50:00.000-08:002007-12-03T09:51:12.670-08:00my belief results1. Unitarian Universalism (100%)<br />2. Liberal Quakers (89%)<br />3. Neo-Pagan (88%)<br />4. Mahayana Buddhism (86%)<br />5. New Age (84%)<br />6. Theravada Buddhism (79%)<br />7. Secular Humanism (76%)<br />8. Taoism (76%)<br />9. Mainline to Liberal Christian Protestants (75%)<br />10. Scientology (70%)<br />11. Hinduism (65%)<br />12. New Thought (65%)<br />13. Jainism (64%)<br />14. Christian Science (Church of Christ, Scientist) (62%)<br />15. Reform Judaism (58%)<br />16. Sikhism (55%)<br />17. Orthodox Quaker (51%)<br />18. Nontheist (46%)<br />19. Bahá'í Faith (46%)<br />20. Orthodox Judaism (30%)<br />21. Islam (28%)<br />22. Mainline to Conservative Christian/Protestant (28%)<br />23. Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (Mormons) (26%)<br />24. Seventh Day Adventist (24%)<br />25. Jehovah's Witness (16%)<br />26. Eastern Orthodox (14%)<br />27. Roman Catholic (14%)seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-67169374982533575442007-11-30T14:53:00.000-08:002007-11-30T16:23:23.593-08:00World AIDS Day Tribute- Essex Hemphill-PRESENTE!Poet, editor, and activist Essex Hemphill was born April 16, 1957, in Chicago, Illinois. He was raised in Southeast Washington, DC, and began to write poems at the age of fourteen. He was educated at the University of Maryland.<br /><br />Hemphill's first books were the self-published chapbooks Earth Life (1985) and Conditions (1986). He first gained national attention when his work appeared in the anthology In the Life (1986), a seminal collection of writings by Black gay men. In 1989, his poems were featured in the award-winning documentaries Tongues Untied and Looking for Langston.<br /><br />In 1991, Hemphill edited Brother to Brother: New Writings by Black Gay Men, which won a Lambda Literary Award. In 1992, he released Ceremonies: Prose and Poetry, which won the National Library Association's Gay, Lesbian, and Bisexual New Author Award. His poems appeared in Obsidian, Black Scholar, Callaloo, Painted Bride Quarterly, Essence, and numerous other newspapers and journals. His work also appeared in numerous anthologies including Gay and Lesbian Poetry in Our Time (1986) and Life Sentences: Writers, Artists and AIDS (1993). He was a visiting scholar at The Getty Center for the History of Art and the Humanities in 1993. On November 4, 1995, Hempill died from complications relating to AIDS. <br /><br /><a href="www.poetry.org">From Poetry.org </a><br /> <br /><br />Conditions XIV<br />Essex Hemphill<br /><br /><br />You left me begging for things<br />most men thought they had below their belts.<br />I was reaching higher.<br />I could throw my legs up like satellites<br />but I knew I was fucking fallen angels.<br />I made them feel like demigods.<br />I believed my mission<br />to be a war zone duty:<br />don't create casualties,<br />heal them.<br />But I was the wounded<br />almost dead.<br />Helping the uninjured.<br />Men whose lusty hearts<br />weakened in the middle of the night<br />and brought them to tears, to their knees<br />for their former lovers.<br />They could look at me and tell<br />they did not want to endure<br />what beauty love scars give me.<br />So touch me now --<br />Hannibal, Toussaint.<br />I am a revolution without bloodshed.<br />I change the order of things<br />to suit my desperations.<br />You can raise your legs,<br />almost touch heaven.<br />I can be an angel,<br />falling.seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-48273419050311422782007-11-29T09:34:00.000-08:002007-11-29T09:36:38.166-08:00my new addiction<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjahc-RbGH3ek4mPgPiIg7y-eJUa5N1mczRIy9fkDvkL2kLa44-QpQccOUtHwUwVfLl55u0a7U3G_WK25oYVkCRx-GpWSh0Iv0JlWQSPxwNMewP1dmWyBUU6tJE7OtzZ7U5sCGCEQ/s1600-h/tang.GIF"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjahc-RbGH3ek4mPgPiIg7y-eJUa5N1mczRIy9fkDvkL2kLa44-QpQccOUtHwUwVfLl55u0a7U3G_WK25oYVkCRx-GpWSh0Iv0JlWQSPxwNMewP1dmWyBUU6tJE7OtzZ7U5sCGCEQ/s320/tang.GIF" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138317574853556002" /></a>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-16388488325160062552007-11-28T19:30:00.000-08:002007-11-28T19:31:15.248-08:00Jay Brannan<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8YjeNGZBdNk&rel=1&border=0"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8YjeNGZBdNk&rel=1&border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-40546261620863341642007-11-22T06:08:00.001-08:002007-11-22T06:09:02.848-08:00go white boy<object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JY8nPB8BXh4&rel=1&border=0"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JY8nPB8BXh4&rel=1&border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-60758724986729274812007-11-22T05:50:00.000-08:002007-11-22T05:54:43.493-08:00happythanksgiving y'all. thank you for your supportive comments. i am thankfull for a second chance at life, for my wonderfull and beatifull bf, my family for thier support and love my frinends both physical and virtual, my new friends at AA, and the staff at the recovery center I went through. peace. -rseekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-29134489068207044272007-11-20T12:29:00.001-08:002007-11-20T12:29:49.562-08:00I'm backfrom rehab! 30 days goes by so fast! more to come soon.seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-60712342726177261252007-10-22T13:45:00.001-07:002007-10-22T13:45:22.159-07:00going to rehab!seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-91088804860390489392007-10-17T14:41:00.001-07:002007-10-18T15:23:09.745-07:00Ok here’s the story:I’m an alcoholic. I like to drink but I want/have to stop. I have been trying but I have discovered how difficult it is. I’ve cut way back but I eventfully go binging. This infuriates my BF to the point of almost destroying our relationship. I have almost lost my job because of it and have hurt myself (not intentionally) I got a DUI because of it. I’ve been kicked out of bars and fought with BF and EX. I have to stop so I started looking into AA and substance abuse counseling. I haven’t started anything yet but I have to. It’s very hard. I have to do it for me and I have to do it for my relationship. In my heart I know I’d rather hold my BF’s hand than a cocktail glass. My BF is rather impatient with my progress (damn it’s hard) which leads to the second issue. Me and my BF have sort of been together for four years. about a year ago we really made a commitment to each other. I'm a nester. I want to create a home with him and have him move in with me. I'll continue this later it's kind of hard to write about this now. UPDATE: haven't seen or talked to the BF much in the last few days. test messages not replied to. feeling pretty down. heavy heart.seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-29610019357891023662007-10-17T13:49:00.000-07:002007-10-17T13:50:37.723-07:00Congrats! Keep up the great work!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5hy06znOML5t3KmruhY6Xubq3eFmFXZgTEjynleRWGVulGYO0z_dPDhxioka7wM4wSXZQqChx8tAu7OIx_yRSHtwhY981rHHoGfDbLU22aJfN4rV6VZ81b_jmY8rQ31pIqir_CA/s1600-h/PAWS20th.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5hy06znOML5t3KmruhY6Xubq3eFmFXZgTEjynleRWGVulGYO0z_dPDhxioka7wM4wSXZQqChx8tAu7OIx_yRSHtwhY981rHHoGfDbLU22aJfN4rV6VZ81b_jmY8rQ31pIqir_CA/s320/PAWS20th.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122410819751753170" /></a>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-43987086493081289882007-10-17T09:14:00.000-07:002007-10-17T09:15:28.646-07:00Terra Naiomi Say Its PossibleThis is posted for my BF<br /><br />I see the lights are turning<br />And i look outside the stars are burning<br />Through this changing time<br />It could have been anything we want<br />Its fine salvation was just a passing thought.<br /><br />Dont wait act now<br />This amazing offer wont last long<br />Its only a chance to pave the path were on<br />I know there are more exciting things to talk about<br />And in time well sort it out<br /><br />And though they say its possible to me<br />I dont see how its probable<br />I see the course were on<br />Spinning farther from what i know<br />Ill hold on<br />Tell me that you wont let go<br />Tell me that you wont let go<br /><br />And truth is such a funny thing<br />With all these people<br />Keep on telling me<br />They know whats best<br />And what to be frightened of<br />And all the rest are wrong<br />They know nothing about us<br /><br />And though they say its possible to me<br />I dont see how its probable<br />I see the course were on<br />Spinning farther from what i know<br />Ill hold on<br />Tell me that you wont let go<br />Tell me that you wont let go<br /><br />Im not alright<br /><br />This could be something beautiful<br />Combine our love into something wonderful<br />But times are tough i know<br />And the pull of what we cant give up takes holdseekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-47548348982908821012007-10-17T08:44:00.000-07:002007-10-17T08:45:47.410-07:00the lastLast Kiss: My boyfriend this morning<br />Last Good Cry: Yesterday<br />Last Crush: Some guy named K.<br />Last Alcoholic Drink: Vodka<br />Last Phone Call: Sister this morning.<br />Last Text Message: From my boyfriend this morning<br />Last TV Show Watched: CNN .<br />Last CD Played: well it’s a you tube clip of a song I want my BF to hear Its posted here..<br />Last Book Purchased: Dry<br />Last Book Read: Running with siccors<br />Last Movie Seen In A Theater: Don’t remember<br />Last Movie Rented: Boy Culture<br />Last Download: I can’t actually remember<br />Last Curse Word Used: fuck it<br />Last Beverage Consumed: Water<br />Last Food Consumed: Pasta<br />Last Item Purchased: Cigs<br />Last Car Ride: Driving to work<br />Last Word Spoken: love<br />Last Annoyance: at myself<br />Last Disappointment: The fact that I sometimes and recently felt that I wasn’t good enough to be in my relationship.seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8526292.post-87533457169431576552007-10-16T16:53:00.000-07:002007-10-16T16:55:08.944-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij5_GquCKkvYI7Ra-WD9xunx6k-O2axLM6qNkLUJpo04Ep4MX6Mi4WAC_QBLbXRwBKtnyLpRwrxVyRzRphA7nsqKa7M-9P7MqOuwJyONnK4Q4iKC929NofqgECPF7fuVcLj7d_UA/s1600-h/reyrey.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEij5_GquCKkvYI7Ra-WD9xunx6k-O2axLM6qNkLUJpo04Ep4MX6Mi4WAC_QBLbXRwBKtnyLpRwrxVyRzRphA7nsqKa7M-9P7MqOuwJyONnK4Q4iKC929NofqgECPF7fuVcLj7d_UA/s320/reyrey.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122087215440836002" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://gaylab.blogspot.com/">AdultLab</a>seekinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14628834032712255421noreply@blogger.com0