fuck what chu heard; Men are the SAME! I am saying this because I am drunk and I am pisse off! I am listening to Tilly and the Wall and I am feeling optimistic, which is good for me right now. I have been to a couple of gay bars tonight, and the boys are all out to look for one thing; and we all know what that is right? I have one who "claims" he has connections at one ba,r and that I could get in FREE and can hang with him in the dj's booth. And then there's another one who likes me but is willing to pick up another guy in your face, and then have the nerve to invite him to hang out with you and him, thinking that there might be some kind of monagsea twa between you three. ummm NO! That shit is done and i am not down! You have fun with your boy and try to apologize for it later, but I am not hearin it. I've had this same song and dance before, and lets just say it's PLAYED OUT! Don't come to me trying to "explain" what actually went on that night. Just take you'r quick, ugly piece of ass and leave me alone. shit it's hard to try and keep any kind of relationship nowadays isn't it? I still live on and another man will cum for you. So i hope the booty, booty, booty is good for you tonight. night, night lovey dear! muah! ;)

- Thank you for calling rite aid pharmacy department this is Agnus how may I help you?
- Yes, Agnus my name is Kolisha and I have an emergency I hope you can help me with.
- ok I will do my best, what seems to be the problem?
- I'm in the bedroom with my man you know and we are going at it, doiing a little foreplay before the penatration initiation, and i'm ready, I'm ready to this party started, you know I'm feeling good, I'm naked my tities, he's suckin them, he done gave my fish a little tickle...
- mam don't you think that's a little too much information? would you mind getting to the point here?
- oh yeah yeah I'm sorry you probably very busy agnus and I don't want to hold you up any longer, but you gotta listen to this shit. so any way my man has me in here I'm feeling all wonderful. I pull down his pants, and let me tell you I didn't know weather to laught or grab a fish hook, hook that mutha fucka up and throw it in the lake you know what I'm sayin?
- no I can't say that I do mam
- child the man not only is not packin, but the little thing is not at attention, you know what I'm sayin? TIN HUT!
- no I can't really say that I understand you miss koleslaw is it?
- Agnus my girl Lets be honest here, you white right? and so you are used to these little white men with this problem right?
-ummmmmmm?
- Anyway whats really a trip is after I uncovered his little flacid earthworm, the mutha fucka kept kissin me and shit like it's alright. aint that a bitch? Like he dosen't know his dick is little. So i asked him, are you ok? he says "yeah we're having FUN right?" i want to be like hell naaah. So now I'm mad; and I would like to know as my girl help me out here. Tell me something i should do to make this mans dick wake up and stand tall. Is there like some kind of house hold cream I coiuld use, like some starch or some old fish grease?
- um no, the thing we would use for that is a little pill called viagra.
- yeah I heard of that shit. that shits too expensive. Do you have anything more bootleg?
- bootleg?
- shit now he done got off now, nevermind agnus. I would like to thank you for being absolutely no help.

Hello my pony pony poo. what is going on with you? my money makey makey you, to do a dancey dancey doo. To see your tickey tickey too, and do the shakey shakey shoo. My pony pony poo, why you blackey blackey blue? I touched your cakey cakey coo, and made you achey achey ooh. Oh my pony pony poo, i want to takey takey you, to my rackey rackey roo, and lackey lackey you!

thanks to the keen eyes of matthew, my precious jacket was recovered. Thank you and lets party again!

Another great thing about great parties is remembering things from that night, and you all have laughs and everyone has different stories about that same party that they remember. I remeber NOW that I don't have my blue jean retro jacket. and that sadenss me. And when I get sad, people die. So yeah.......

Well well well, If you were not at the BASH lastnight you missed out! There were socializing, boozin, dancin, lovin, laughin, mettin, schmokin, passing out on cars, "flaling", eatin, and just utter utter good times. Feel good time was in full affect. There were friends, not so good friends, ex boys, new boys, bumpin girls, birthday boyz, navy boyz. So yes jacksmack it was "flash light, neon lights," Party lights, ALL NITE. People lookin tight, sooo nice, thats what I like. Trisha THANK YOU for the dances. We lit the place a fire. I was there From start untill the very end. So to all thel one hundred and four of you who were in the place to be last night Thank you, and keep on rockin in the free world!

First i would like to give thanks to everyone who were around on my birthday. You have given me the best birthday ever. After a whole week of sex, drugs and rock and roll, my body is paying the toll. Dancing sleep less nights and friends makes my world go round. i did not get home saturday untill 9 the next morining. my cousin was home by then, asleep on my couch. I got juicy details and a new boy trouble. Something about sitting in the backseat of a car and the person in the passenger side is facing and gropeing you. But thats as far as it went. Sex with two different people in one week will not sit well with me. And i'm sure i will be seeing this boy again, and maybe nextt time he will get lucky. Rachel I must tell you my total surprise when you guys brought out the cake; it was a very special thing to me and I nearly cried. Southern yankee, thanks for the cd and the pretty, wrapping paper. Matt, paul and terry thanks for the jim bean black, although I don't know whre it is right now. And thanks for the fun at underground. Fredia, Thank you for being there. Jill it's ALWAYS a pleasure hanging around you. You can seriously bring cheer to a funeral. Holly thanks for the ride in your car. I look forward to our next celebration. Untill then I must sleep. Good night to you all. muah!

August 14th.I'm 21 years gold it's time for me to start drinking! :)

Things just seem to get weirder and weirder. Twin #2 likes to go to gay bars with me and "pretend to be your boyfriend". Why? Dosen't he know that he is blocking any potential ass that could cum my way? Or when I'm really drunk (which I tend not to so much) I will treat you just like my boyfriend (watch out now!). Or just maybe the fact that it is just plain weird for you do to that and claim to be a complete heterosexual male. I have thought of only one reason this straight man adventure has not come to an end; and that is because I don't have a boyfriend. You see if I had a boyfriend there will be no more " yo tk I like you, you're one sexy BITCH."- Brian "I don't see why men are not crawling all over you, If I WAS GAY I would be". -nlsn Or my personal favorate: " Tk you would be my lover If I WAS GAY".- just about all of them. No if I had a SIGNIFICANT OTHER, none of that would happen. I would not seem so avaliable to this "straight boy flirts with gay boy" bullshit. Now don't get me wrong, I flirt back. Who would'nt like handsome men around them flirting and buying drinks. I love most of them, some are even my friends. But non the less, it's entertaing. So untill one of those things called "boyfriends" come along, I guess I will remain the straight boys curiosity. Hell it's fun.

A friend of mine told me to stop going out to straight bars so much and start exploring more of the homosexual night life. She thought that I would get into less trouble there as far as men. She was wrong, although giving her the benefit of the doubt I only went to two, but I still got into trouble. Let me tell you about three men. There was a black man, a white man, and a old (51) man. The white man meets me buys me drinks, and is being a complete sweetheart. I go home with him and rock his world. It wasn't my intention, but being a victim of circumstance I did what I had to do. Then I hear he has a boyfriend *gasp and swoon* son of a bitch. I meet his boyfriend finally and guess what? He dosen't like me. Oh surprise, surprise! I stay away from white boy for a while. Then he requests my company one night at a bar. I join him there, drink up and go home, by myself. Yeah he's leaped. Black man walks up into the place and he gets straight to the point, kissing all over me, telling me that he usually dose not like dark men but he finds me so sexy and he wants to take me home. He is a dark skinned man himself. I tell him know I will not go home with him but he can have my phone number and we could be friends. Foolish me, the man wouldn't stop calling, begging me to go home with him. NOw he's a funny guy, he makes me laugh and I enjoy his company from time to time, but I don't want sex from him. He gets pissed and says "well I guess you don't like black men". and he's leaped. My old man Bill; tries so hard, he makes generally good efforts to get the ass. But I don't want a sugar daddy. I gave him a fake phone number the first time, he confronted me about it so I gave him my real one in exchange for a apple martini. Hey I have needs too. He insisted that he will be taking me home after the bar closes, because he figures that I will be getting a ride home with the bartender because "he likes me". Yeah whatever, Yeah whatever. Sorry Bill, but no. I feel really bad for Bill and I wish him the best in his upcoming sexual endeavors, he's not for me. He's leaped. Hey rejection happens in this game of love, I have been on the receiving end of it more than other. So tonight will be no gay bar night and I will see you all at the pink.