Forgive me Father for I have sinned

It has been a lifetime since my last confession. I hardly know what I'm confessing for anymore.

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This weekend was such an up and down thing. First off Friday night I got all crazy and cut my hair. I look like ass. It's just hair though. It will grow back. I played DJ. I'm not half bad. I just need to sit down before hand and figure out what songs are better to mix in with other songs and which aren't. This is going to be another new hobby of mine. I'm going to get real good. I'm not talking about playing with CD's. I've got records, and turntables and a mixer at my house.

Saturday I sort of layed around and did a whole lot of nothing. Then I was going to go out and be support for Bunny. Be part of the posse but she ended up not needing me anyhow and I felt too fat in any of my clothes so I went to the gym and ran for an hour.

Sunday I was Miss Popularity. I was here, then I was there, then I was back over here! Good times. I woke up, got dressed and went and caught some sun with my Bunny at Delores Park. It was way crowded. We layed out for a bit, then decided to head for home. I was starving and on our way back we passed the Whiz and decided we would eat there. I've lived 3 blocks from the place for almost 3 years and had never been there so it was high time I changed that. I got a turkey burger and damn was it tasty! I love that kind of stuff. Then it was home to eat said food and watch a bit of the Golden Girls. Kevin called and was coming over. It was his 28th birthday and we were going to the Eagle (yes the EAGLE!) for his & Kyle's birthday. He came over early already drunk and opened his present. He told me he was feeling depressed and asked if I had anything that could help him. I gave him the rest of my lexapro. Bad me. But I'm not taking them. Then I dropped him, Kyle and Diana off at the Eagle and went to meet up with Dre. She's the cutest, sweetest thing ever. I talked too much and looked like shit but whatevs. She's a doll! Then I drove like a crazy person to get back to the eagle. Almost hit a cop... he didn't seem to care. I walked in looking like a peach amonst the many many gay biker guys in leather and little else. Met up with my Kevin and we proceeded to steal beer. Yep Ordered the red stripe and then walked away with out paying. It was so packed whatever. I saw way too much going on. (I don't want to see you do that guy in the ass right in front of me... quit giving dude head under your coat, once you stand up we're all going to see your face anyhow!) Kevin kept hugging me and he was really drunk but ya know we have this awesome friendship. He totally grabbed my ass though while confessing to me that he didn't want to be gay anymore because guys were all dogs and blah blah blah. He was tired of meeting guys that wanted to have a relationship with him but sleep with other guys. Poor thing. Bastard Mike. Blah.. it's a long complicated story involving my old boss. We then went to the Midnight Sun. We got shots and more beer and then Kevin asked if I'd be okay taking him home. I said sure anytime you're ready. then he sat back and I saw him fall asleep. I nudged him and asked if he wanted to go but he said we could go in five minutes. Then he proceeded to pass out onto me. Luckily I broke his fall. Poor thing had WAY too much to drink. I've seen boy drink because we all know gay boys party to the edge of death but this actually frightened me. I helped him up and then he started to cry. I'm no good when the waterworks come on, but I was strong brought the car around and took him home. I hate when people feel bad. Kevin is one of my bestest friends ever! so it was very up and down. But I came out of everything okay... it's almost officially summertime. Crazier things are bound to happen.