So listen to this shit. On my nice, quiet, peaceful walk lastnight at about 5:30 a.m. on symphony circle I intercepted a police officer. He rolls down his window, and says "whats up?" I said "nothing" he said "go ahead" and I crossed the walk. 3 minsuets later, same cop car cruises pass, and then again 2 minuets later, and then finally pulled me over and satrted asking me questions about where i been and where I'm going and shit. I say "it aint no thang mr. officer man, you see I was just at my hoe's house right, we just got home from the bar feelin sexy and shit. We started drinkin,and started geeting a little high, baby we wre fucked up. But I had to go home see because her man will be comin home at six and shit and the last time his ass comes home early and closed up her eye and my eye. Infact that might be the one you lookin fo." So the police officer walkie talkied me in to the office and shit right. " did you get a look at this guy?" he says to the bitch at the desk. " Black male. about six foot. (damn!) and a Hoodie". I say to the officer I don't wear hoodies. And he let me go. oh and when he took off I yelled "FUCK, FUCK THE POLICE!"

my oh my what a wonderful day! Paul thanks for the lovely eve. The party last night was of da chain! Ex- F.B. graced us with his presence. Dance party was also on! Thwe only thing that could of made lastnight even better is if (e:southernyankee) was here. anywho I am at a loss for words and I am le tired. chow all.

Well more like jumping and dancing very sexily, out of a giant cake. After months and months of offering my "talents" I finally got a gig. A co-worker of mine will be getting married this spring and heard of my verbal advertisements of exotic dancing, which I think I do so well but never really tried. The tentative plan is that I am to jump out of this cake brought to you by our own "party city", do my thang and then join some fellow male co-workers and do a full monty sorta thing. So in preperation for this event I have decided and to work out more with senior (e:peep) terry. And eat healthier, I must look fabulous for this night, fabulous I'll tell you. wish me luck!

Once again i have neglected my journal. So to pay some ketchup:
Met a boy, A GAY boy finally just before thanksgiving. we hang out one friday, we hit it off pretty well. He sleeps over and has some of dis chocolate love potion. He goes back home the next morning and we talk everyday on the phone for a week; I think he really likes me. the following friday (one week later) we make plans to hang out again and I even take the following saturday off. He says to me on the phone one friday evening at 8:38 p.m. "I am finishing some stuff here at school, I will see you in a couple of hours or call you. Coo. Do you think the mutha fucka showed up? Hell naw! Haven't seen the mutha fucka since. I called the mutha fucka two mutha fucka times. But the mutha fucka never called me back. I called his mutha fucka mama. She gon act like tha mutha fucka aint home. I started to cus her mutha fuckin ass out! But i don't want no mutha fuckin trouble. I haven't seen the mutha fuck to this day. Fuck that mutha fucka. I have decided that I am just not meant to have a boyfriend as of right now. So now I'm back; Hang on to your husbands ladies! Besides that minor setback the past month has been a lot of fun. The (e:Nparkproject) party was also a lot of fun. YOu guys rock. And there has been so many CHRISTMAS PARTIES, to turn scrooge into a believer, and it's not even new years. Totally stoked about (e:southernyankee)'s arrival. I need a good dance partner. NOw tha I am out of words I will leave you all with this favor, If any of you see a tall thin white boym woth blue eye's and answers to the name "Kyle". walk up to him and ask the mutha fucka for my mutha fuckin money. Because if you are going to take some of this chocolate love potion and then take off like that, I gosta charge ya. Oh and I never called his mother. Happy holidays E peeps stay warm and safe for the season.

yo yo yo who dat be? tk on the m.i.c. It's been along time since i've posted last and things are still getting weirder and weirder. I've had sexual encounters with two straight boys in the last month. First one turned out to be an emotional wreck and believes that he has destroyed other deminsions (LEAPED!) The second straight boy I actually met through his girlfriend. And on our second meeting was awt a party last week and he asks me completely out of no where "tk would you like to come outside and have a "three way kiss" with my girlfriend and I? I said "excuse me?" He said "would you like to come outside and have a "three way kiss" with my girlfriend and I? NOw m,ind you I and really drunk and High, and i never had anyone straight out ask me something like that. So i say "O.K." Trashy as it may seem (which it is ofcourse) I go OUTSIDE with them on the side of old bossy boys house and I am making out with "straight boy" and his girlfriend who I actually know from work. He starts getting touchy feely and goes down my pants, grabs my erect peter weter, bends down and commence oral pleasure. So after a minute or two (because he did do a good job) I made him stop. I told him it was going too far and that I was gong in the house. Ten minutes later girlfriend gets sick and throws up, "straight boy puts her in bed because she wanted to lay down. He follows me outside and we start up where we left off. Once again he start going for the member massage so I stopped him. Said thanks and went back in the house. What is it with these straight boys searcing me out and messing with me? Is it because your girlfriend ain't doing somethin right? Is it you think your really gay? Or is it just sexual?