Honey, honey, how you thrill me, ahuh!

Oh my, what a weekend we've had!

So, Wednesday night was our big event and it was FABULOUS. Lots of people came, some of whom I haven't seen in ages! Awesome Kong and Roxxi were amazing and SO MUCH FUN!

And then, at two in the morning, the club closed and Chris and I began our drive to Rhode Island. We arrived at my parent's house at 8:15 am and got in an hour nap, got ready and then the family began to arrive for Thanksgiving dinner. We ate that then sped off to his family's Thanksgiving, then returned to my parents house to rest and sleep.

Friday we went out in Providence, figuring we would go up early, leave early, and then get a head start on Saturday's drive. The plan started well, but we didn't leave the clubs til 1:00 am and then we decided we were hungry and we stopped at Bickford's. And we got home at about 3:30 am and slept til 11:00 am -- which was when we planned to leave -- and then began our drive at noon.

We were home by about 6:00 pm. We ate, showered, and got ready to go out. We went down to DC and hit up BeBar where two of my friends were having a birthday, then we went to Town because Chris' friend was there. We headed back fairly early by DC standards, slept, and then this week began.

Here's the thing about this week: my senior project has to be done by the end of it. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!

There's an energy washing chemically over me

This boyfriend thing is taking up a tons of time I could be devoting to blogging, so I want to apologize straight up for my neglect. I'm going to run a quick overview of things since I've been back from my road trip...

Saturday, July 5
I came home and Chris came and picked me up that night. We hung out for a while and then went out to Mirabar where I was hoping to run into my friends Billy and Jamie who were visiting from LA. I saw them, and we hung with them for a bit. Then Chris and I left early because I was really tired.

Sunday, July 6
Chris and I went down to Connecticut for a barbeque at my friend Doug's house. We left that early too, more because somebody who shall remain nameless was being a drunken asshole. Let's not discuss that, shall we?

Monday, July 7 - Friday, July 11
Typical week all around, but fun. Much time spent with boyfriend. Starting to sense a theme, are we? I worked Friday night at Dark Lady, it was really nerve-wracking being the first time I'd worked since the incident in the basement Pride. They were having a blackout underwear party which was lots of fun, except it was difficult to tell who was working and who was just naked -- especially since they had five of us on -- Adam, Jamal, Matt, myself, and new boy Tony.

Saturday, July 12
I took the night off of work because it was my dear friend Grace's birthday, and I D.Ded for her. It was good that I was not drinking, because technically alcohol is bad for me with the Crohn's and all and I really needed to step back from the celebrating my 21-ness to realize how much better I was feeling overall back when I was 20. Also celebrating with us that night was Naseer, another friend from high school; his boyfriend Paul; and yet another person from high school Brendan. (How many Brendan's can I possibly have in my life?)

Sunday, July 13
Grace's actual birthday, Chris and I joined her briefly for continued partying -- this time with Courtney, Kilian, and Tara Jane -- all of whom I fondly remember from high school but basically never see anymore. I know, bad friend. It was really nice to reconnect with all of them though. :)
(And there you have it, ladies and gentlemen, a picture of Chris and I! Much anticipated, I'm sure. :P)

Monday, July 14
Chris' vacation week began on Monday, so we went to NYC. I know, NYC on a Monday....it seems peculiar. He told me we were going to have dinner and drinks with his mother. I was nervous to say the least, not to mention a lot surprised at how soon I was meeting his mother (a fact that would soon make me a complete hypocrite.) We stayed at the cutest bed & breakfast, called the 414. It's fairly near Time Square. Very centrally located.
After we checked in, we went to lunch at a cute little restaurant, where cute, enthusiastic people provided excellent service. It's too bad the food *sucked* because I really wanted to like the place. Anyways...while we ate, I proceeded to pick apart Chris about this dinner-with-mother thing, more than I already had that is. Turned out I wasn't meeting his mother -- he'd pulled strings and, in just two days, gotten tickets to see Spring Awakening!!!!!! Even though Jonathan Groff is no longer in the cast, it was just as amazing as I remembered it.

Tuesday, July 15
We came back from NYC and made it back JUST in time for my physical therapy appointment. They started me on heavy-duty strengthening excercises that left my arm exhausted and left me not feeling up to very much, so Chris and I headed back to my parents' house, where I am currently residing on the misguided theory that on a Tuesday afternoon nobody would home -- as this is often true.
Instead, everyone was frikkin' home. My brother, who doesn't even live here anymore, was there. Chris spent the rest of the day with me....and my family. Even when Dad took my brother, me, and Chris out for clam cakes. See how I'm a hypocrite? Cause I sure do. And so does Chris, as he will not let me live that down...

Wednesday, July 16
Chris and I hung out more, it being his week off. That night we brought my brother up to the train station, and then brought Topher to work, and then went out for fun at Mirabar. I met a couple of his friends, which was a nice change. :P
Unfortunately, we got into our first big fight when we left. I'm not going to air the details to everyone, especially since it's basically over and done with. If you really want to know, there are plenty of more private ways to get in touch with me, yes? Yes. And then you can blog about it all Gossip-Girl style -- cause we all know how I'd *love* to be in something tabloid-esque.

Thursday, July 17
Chris and I resolved our issues over Facebook. After watching Burn Notice with mom, I went up to Mirabar, where he was working, and Dark Lady to hang out. I got harrassed by a kid who lost Dark Lady's hot body contest and was not happy about it...I decided to be nice and not explain that he might have lost because of how he wasn't actually that hot. I know, normally I'm really honest but that's the sort of thing I like to sugarcoat, and there was just no way of doing that. He lost to a drag queen for crying out loud. (A hot drag queen, but still.) The other people who lost (some of whom were pretty good looking) weren't bothered by it.

Friday, July 18
I got a haircut. Then I worked at Dark Lady. Typical night, with four of us (Adam couldn't work). Drama happened, it didn't involve me. Chris and I went to breakfast afterwards.

Saturday, July 19
Chris and I had a really lazy Saturday, though we went up to the Natick Collection (that's the mall's real name apparently). Then it was Christmas in July. Which was looottttts of fun. Only Matt and I worked, but Jamal and Tony were there -- it was nice to have the added back-up. Cleaning up took til about 4:30 am though. Needless to say I was exhausted when I got to Chris' house. He hadn't had a good night either, though he'd gotten to see several of his friends from MA. So we slept, or tried to sleep, but with both of us being in bad moods at that point it just didn't work out well. So we were exhausted Sunday...

Sunday, July 20
...So we did a lot of sleeping. Or at least, I did, I don't really know what Chris did since I came home. Stayed home too!

Monday, July 21
Today was solidly productive, kind of. Dell is coming tomorrow to fix everything wrong with my computer. The warranty is done on August 18, and if I don't get it fixed I'm betting I'll need a new one about August 19.
Then, Chris and I met up and I brought him to Dark Lady as my date to the surprise birthday party of one of the owners. It was fun, although we left a bit early. I don't really like going out on Mondays, you know? Is that weird? Anyways...that brings us to now.

Tuesday, July 22
I'm going to try this sleeping thing again. I was trying early, it wasn't working out because I was thinking about how I hadn't blogged in forever. Now that I have, hopefully I'll sleep for a few hours before I have to get up to wait for the Dell guy. Then, I'll get to nap again before physical therapy. I hope.

PS Go back to a few of the recent previous posts, there's been new pictures added to some of them! (One of them includes Chris!)

You moved me in a way that I've never known

So, remember how blown away I was last time I told you guys what was going on and how much of a roller coaster this summer was turning into? I had no idea. The most excitement my life has ever seen, I'm not even kidding.

So, things were seeming pretty quiet for a little while. Like, a couple hours. :P My mom's car was in the shop to fix a noise it was making, so our family was juggling cars and that was fine. Almost as soon as mom's car came back, the bumper of dad's car fell off. Like literally. So then his car was in the shop. They were looking for a used bumper so it was in the shop for a while.
And just before we got his car back, I somehow mysteriously managed to have two of my tires go flat. At once. Without hitting a curb, because the road I was driving on doesn't have one. Your guess about that one is as good as mine. Anyways, fortunately when they took it in they discovered my brakes were about to go so they fixed that up for me.

In other news, I met a boy. His name is Chris. He's the most adorable ever. And...as of Monday morning (although, in a when-I-went-to-sleep kind of way it was Sunday night), he's my boyfriend. Yeah, I got a boyfriend. Who knew? :P Not only do I have a boyfriend, but he likes me and I like him too. It's like....an unheard of phenomenon. But it's super nice. :)
Anyways, I'm really happy about that.

Also, we had Pride. Now, Dark Lady had a three-day block party for Pride and I volunteered to work all three nights cause, hello, this boy needs the cashy cashy goodness. Friday night went decently, not fantastically.
And then, at the end of the night, a bunch of guys from Trixx came up to the stage and decided they wanted to get up. Which is all well and good, except we hadn't really said they could. Anyways, long story shortened, I ended up dancing with TJ Hawke. And like ten minutes later, I had met Guy Parker and Jesse Santana and dragged them up on stage with me. At the end of the night, I was hanging out with them and some of the Trixx boys, one of whom I hadn't met before but who tells me he's going to be going to school out near my school, actually! They all tell me I have to come by Trixx the next day and I tell them...if I get some time off during the night. But in my head, I'm like "What are the chances of that?"
(The boys with their shirts lifted up are TJ Hawke, Guy Parker, and Jesse Santana. I borrowed this from the Trixx Myspace.)

So, remember last time I learned that if a porn star invites you somewhere, you should just go? This is still a true fact. But we'll get to that.

First, the Pride Parade. After wandering around Providence for much of the day and miraculously avoiding sunburn, we went to Dark Lady to get ready. I was all decked out in green (I was either Tinkerballs or Twinkerbell, up to you...)
Anyways, eventually the parade started and we were off and it was SUPER fun. There's lots of pictures, but I haven't seen any of them yet, so hold your horses. They'll get up here.

Then the party at Dark Lady started. Everyone who wasn't working was having a blast, but it was one of those parties where you have to wonder "Why do I do this again?" Tips were few and far between, I got stepped on, and worse.
I went down into the basement, right? And as I'm going down the stairs, someone turns off the lights. The light switch is at the top of the stairs. I'm like "oh, crap" cause it's not hard to figure out what's going on. Fortunately, I have pretty good night vision and there's light from an exit sign down there to help with the seeing things. So I scamper down the stairs, grab my phone from out of my pants and start screaming things about how he needs to go upstairs while I'm trying to send out text messages to everyone who is there saying that I need help in the basement. But, unfortunately, I'm in the basement so almost none of them went out. Meanwhile this fat guy is liking slowly coming down the stairs, but, thanks to my screaming he disappears back out of sight. But I didn't hear the door open so I figure he's still up there. So I crept in an as-out-of-sight place as I could and waited. And about twenty minutes later, one of the bartenders came down. I've never been so relieved in my life. He made fun of me, but he saved my ass so that's okay.

And that's the story of why I asked for Sunday night off even though it was a three-day block party. See, I should totally have gone to party with porn stars instead.

Sunday I hung out with Chris, which was super nice. We watched Camp which is a really good movie, but if the guy who played Vlad ever comes to RI I think I'm going to get dumped for him. (I think I would understand though, and I would probably even take Chris back when it turns out the actor's a horrible person in real life. :P)

Then Monday was my birthday. Cody was thinking he was going to come up to RI, but he didn't (chill, it's all cool) so I was going to spend the day doing basically nothing when I get a phone call from Matt saying he's at Doug's still (from Saturday night after the block party...someone else missed work on Sunday!!) and we decided I should come over for lunch.
And booze. Oh good god, booze. I became a total shitshow, which would have fine if I was actually fine but apparently I was more upset by Saturday night than I ever realized. I started throwing up, and then I started with the sobbing and breaking down. It was pretty and now that I've aired it on here, let's please not speak of it again. Then there was like an hour I don't remember, but the next thing I remember is being on the phone with Chris and he says I told him he woke me up, so I'm guessing I was asleep. Then we watched the end of South Park: Bigger, Longer & Uncut. And then Doug made filet mignon on his grill. And then they brought out the ice cream cake. And then Matt and I headed up to Providence and I got to my birthday party an hour late. I got to be a shitshow once more (not as bad as that afternoon), but Chris -- bless him -- drove me to his house and took care of me.

Last night Chris and I went to Downcity Diner for dinner -- it was delicious. So good. Then we went to karaoke at Dark Lady. Now I'm home, packing for leaving for PA tomorrow. We must continue the 21st birthday parties!! (Though hopefully with less drinking than we had the first day. Agh, agh, agh!)

So, yeah, more pictures coming soon!!!!

Oh, and what I got for my birthday: Will & Grace Season One, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, two Grand Canyon keychains (because I collect keychains but I hadn't started collecting when we went to the Grand Canyon when I was in 2nd grade), a pair of shorts, money, and several CDs including Spring Awakening and the Moldy Peaches (who did the music for Juno). So yay!

Happy birthday to me!!!!!!!

I'll post a real entry tomorrow, but I wanted to let you all know that I'm officially 21.

Be very afraid. :P

I could get used to you

Soooo, someone had the best weekend ever and there's a really good chance that it was me. Okay, actually, straight up, it was me.

See, it was Alphonso's birthday this weekend so of course I had to figure out how to get there. After XS on Thursday, which was much fun as usual, I went home and tried to figure out how to get to DC as soon as possible. I had had a ride initially, but it fell through. Y'know, it happens.

Then Friday, I banged out eleven pages of the script for that TV show I talked about before. No chance of it being produced in sight, but let me tell you....so far, it's good. And it keeps getting better, in my head anyways.

That night, Cody picked me up and we headed to Towson. Stuff happened, we almost didn't go to Town, but I joined Jeffy, Josh, and Sam on their way down. And, as the death defying ride continued, we discovered I could have gone with a much saner driver and Brendan was still coming down. Oh well. :P
(I still luv you Jeffy, I just don't want to ride with you ever again. :P)

So once we finally made it to Town, that was a blast. Tons of people, new and old, to hang out with. All the dancers I know and love were there. And Dennis -- oh, I felt so bad although everyone kind of got a kick out of this -- hurt himself so he and I both had slings on our left arms. People took pictures of us with out slings. When I'm famous, that's going to end up in a tabloid somewhere, I know it. :P
I reintroduced myself to Simon, which became kind of an inside joke for the weekend. Oh, inside jokes...how you make me laugh -- but quietly, to myself so other people don't think I'm skitzo.

After Town was a party at Alphonso's that ended up lasting until about 6:30 am. It was a total blast and I met some amazing people there. I also got hit on a lot, which was unfortunate because -- as you ought to know by now if you've been reading this blog for a while -- I've got very mixed feelings about being hit on and I think sex with people you don't know is typically extremely ugh. When everyone had finally left, and everything was cleaned up without the birthday boy having to do anything, Allie and I went to bed. I was totally exhausted.

We woke up super late on Saturday and went to eat at this great little restaurant. I ordered Crab Cakes Benedict, and although I can assure you there were no crabs harmed in the making of my meal (which may have been a mistake, I don't know) it was delicious!

Saturday night was a party at Alphonso's. Tons of people were there. It was fantastic. Some of them were people I'd already met (like Simon, who reintroduced himself to me :P) but a lot of them were new. About the time people were heading off to various clubs -- the party was kind of in shifts -- I headed off to a club called the Rock and Roll Hotel with some of my new friends, Ryan, Shawn, Aaron, Drew, and Michael -- some of my favorites of the whole weekend. When we were there we also met JR who is cool as shit. A lot of the music was new to me, Baltimore House, and I have to say I LOOOOOOVED IT!! It was a total blast, and I can't wait to hang out with all those boys again. It was by far better than the last time I ran off to hang out with people I'd just met.
Ryan and Shawn also introduced me to this:

The most hysterical thing ever.

So we got back to Alphonso's around 3 am and the party was still going strong, although not for much longer. Met some more people, talked to some people I had already met, had a blast. Passed out.

Sunday, Alphonso and I cleaned up, went out to a place called The Diner for breakfast, and stayed in and watched movies. The weather was gross, but I finally got the chance to see I Am Legend and got the chance to pass up seeing Babel, which officially grossed me out. A lot.

This morning, I took the train up from DC to Philly and then back to central PA. Now, Katie and I are working on tying up the loose ends here and heading home for the summer. Thursday we're going to NYC for the day and I'm really hoping I'll still manage an appearance at XS. Friday I should be at Town one final time. Saturday is Katie's graduation ceremony, and then Sunday morning -- bright and early because with my whole elbow thing this is going to be a long a hellish road trip -- I will go home to Rhode Island.
...and from there...well, you'll just have to find out. ;) Let's just say this summer will be gooood, especially since I'm starting to get back some of that old spark and spontaneity that I seemed to have lost.

Birthdays abound!

I have celebrated so much birthdays lately! It's making me even more excited for mine!

Amanda's birthday was Friday so we went out to XS on Thursday and went down to Town on Friday to celebrate. Amanda, Jeff, Cody, Michael, and I went down to DC with Brendan. Coincidentally, my friend Aaron has been celebrating his birthday as well (which was Wednesday) in the same locations. To surprise Amanda, Brighid and Tyler came down to DC. She loved it. (I'll let you all imagine the things going on in my head.) Town was actually really awkward and uncomfortable for me until I decided to bail on the people I came with and hang out almost exclusively with Alphonso. I guess I should have taken three Percocets instead of just two. (The third one for the high and not the pain relief -- although I got jostled a lot and that was not fun either.)

So, this week has been overall, quite enjoyable because, honestly, karma's a raging bitch on PMS and she is kicking everybody's asses. I know it's sick, but I love it. There's been several examples of this, most of which I'm not going to get into because I know that won't end well.

First -- and probably my favorite -- who remembers Anthony? My ex who cheated on me, on my campus after just a couple weeks? Saw him -- didn't recognize him, he looks reminiscent of a hobo at the moment -- and he proceeded to tell me, as if I would be sympathetic, that his ex cheated on him. With a girl. Actually, the situation it seems was very Kat-esque in that the girl was in the picture the whole time, and Anthony was unknowingly the "other man".
Love. My. Life.

There is another karmic incident that you will no doubt be interested in, but at present I can't.

My least favorite of these incidents is actually a realization that I totally had my own karmic kickback (that doesn't seem to be over yet). I'm not going to get into too much, because the boy in question does read this blog. (Or did...given his (what I've interpreted as) distant and strange behavior over the past couple days, I'm not going to make any attempts to predict anything he does.) Suffice to say, I was an asshole and I had the whole thing with Michael coming to me, totally earned. Not sure I've earned all of the treatment I've been getting but...oh well. I've been told by multiple people I just need to let "it" blow over for a few days. No clue was "it" is, of course. And I'd rather have "it" get talked about than have "it" lying under the surface of our friendship waiting for an opportunity to boil to the surface and cause even more trouble later.

Now, for the final point of this entry...Jeff, Adam Brody is this guy:And whether or not you agree with me, you definitely look like the love child of Adam Brody and Orlando Bloom.

Life is great, and porn stars make it that much better.

Soooo...how is everyone doing? I am having a fantastic weekend. I don't have the pictures or videos yet, but I think there's enough that they can get a whole seperate post.

Mainly because of my new heroes: Christian Owen, Blake Riley, Tommy Blade, and Aaron James. Oh, which reminds me, the porn star I was asking about before is JetSet's Aaron James. I asked him. Thanks for all the help, guys. :-P

Anyways, this weekend. Ooooh, this weekend! Let's start with way earlier in the week. I'd been talking to Christian Owen over Myspace about his upcoming appearance. He suggested I should talk to Joel about coming in on Friday...which I planned to do until I realized that Friday night I was working and then I had my friend Kat's "Evil Party" birthday party to go to. I was hugely disappointed I wouldn't get to meet him. Or Blake Riley. Or Tommy Blade (who I'd heard of at the time, but could not for the life of me place. As it turns out, that's because I still haven't gotten to see any of his videos -- not even The Velvet Mafia*.)

So I find out when I get to Club XS on Thursday night that Christian Owen and Tommy Blade are due in that night and will be at the club. Not a chance I'm gonna miss, y'know? Oh, and I hung out with Tony Gibble all night, which leads me to the epiphany I just had: lots of my friends are hot, and most of us get paid for it. :P Back on topic though...when Christian Owen arrived and I saw him, I went over and said hi and he recognized me...so we met formally and then I noticed that his shirt had shinies on it and I got all distracted. I don't know, but I think he has a Bedazzler or something to make shirts like that. I gotta get me one of those.

Then I met Tommy Blade, and somehow my hair color came up and he was insisting that I was not blond. (I am.) So I pointed out that I had like a pound of gel in my hair and he should check the color in the back where there was less product. So he starts examining the back of my head.

Little known fact: if you want me to melt, run your fingers through the hair on the back of my head. You know, like Tommy was doing. Honest to God, Tommy could have been like "Hey, can I throw you into oncoming traffic?" and I would have been like "Yeeeeeeeeeaaaaahhhh."
Oh, and he also said my hair smelled good. Which, with the products I use and the amount of them that were in my hair...I'm really not actually surprised.

And Christian Owen told me about his plans to start producing porn, which I am so excited for. And we talked about 21st birthdays and he described his in as much detail as he could. "I don't remember mine."

After I left the club, after being told by Christian and Tommy I had to come the next night (and having that okayed by Joel), I went to the diner down the street where I am apparently enough of a regular that the owner feels the need to check up on me, and wonders what's wrong when I show up by myself. I guess that's a good thing.
Anyways, I left there a half hour later properly caffeinated and with three mozz sticks I hadn't devoured in tow. I always box everything that's left over now -- no matter how small, it means there's food at home.

I woke up the next morning and soon after headed to the mall. I handed my job application into the Gap and then went to Abercrombie & Fitch where I told the assistant manager that I was putting in my two weeks. He told me he'd tell the bitch -- I mean the store manager. I'm not sure if he did or not, but I feel like he did because she told everyone what a bad mood she was in after he went into the back office with her.
And god damn was she in a bad mood. And god damn was I not putting up with it. The whole day was like a battle of the attitudes, and it sucked. I was in a horrid mood when I left work at 11:30 instead of 11:00.

I just want it for the record though: I love the person who is my manger. I just hate her as a a manager. Does that make sense? Good.
So I arrived at Club XS shortly before the four porn stars (the three featured ones and Aaron James who, y'know, he's our resident pornie, why not?) were going to go on stage. It was enough time for me to meet Blake Riley and for me to be like "Oh, hi! I'm Graham. I leave you stupid comments about how you're gonna be here Thursday...but I meant Friday." And, to his credit, rather than backing away slowly from the retarded boy, he laughed about it.
Tommy also managed to find two more of my "spots" before they went upstairs to perform.
And we all chatted about their industry, and underwear, and I'm all inspired to go get myself some new stuff. And I have some money. But I don't own a camera and that's kind of something I need. Especially, y'know, could have used one this weekend.

So I went up to watch their performance. I am not, however, cut out to be an audience member. And I only had two ones with me. I tipped Tommy first, and then I tipped Christian and then I was out.
Jenny wanted a picture of me and Tommy Blade, so she gave me a dollar to tip him. She snapped a picture. And then his fingers curled into my hair and he yanked my head around, grabbed my chin, and kissed me. Now by the end of the night, having a porn star's lips on mine was not as big of a deal, but since this was the first one I smiled huge and disappeared into the crowd to calm down. Jenny got a picture of Tommy and I looking at each other just after he grabbed my chin but just before he kissed me.
I know, I know, they were kissing lots of people. That's beside the point, and don't burst my bubble.

So, a little while later they were playing Pink's "U + Ur Hand" and Blake started doing this jerking-off hand motion that I do when I dance to that song. As of yet, we're the only two people I've ever seen do that. So I grabbed my friend Robbie and was like "Gimme a dollar, I'll pay you back!" So he handed me a dollar, and I went over and gave it to Blake and told him that little tidbit I just shared with all of you. And he told me...well, nevermind what he told me but let's just say...I'd buy that porn with that soundtrack. :-P
So, I started to make my way back into the crowd and Blake invites me up on stage. I've talked about this before: I'm not good at being in the audience. I'd rather be on stage performing. And when I see other people performing I always just want to jump in. Soooo, I hopped up on the stage, and there I am grinding with Blake Riley. And then Christian Owen jumped up behind me. It was a Graham Sandwich on Porn Stars. Hottttttt.
So, I said to Blake "It's so weird dancing up here with clothes on" and he jokingly invited me to put on a pair of his underwear. Or I think he was joking. If he wasn't, I'm gonna be pissed with myself for not doing it. :-P


Anyways, I got off the stage because I know I can't monopolize their time. And Luke comes up and is like "I think the local yokels need to take back the stage. Take off your shirt." So I took off my shirt and he and I jumped up on stage and danced behind them. For the record, it was all his idea, I just gave in to peer pressure.
And on a side note, Luke and I are totally BFFs-in-the-making.
All three of them are great dancers, but Christian was phenomenal and I need to learn to move like he does. Seriously. Also, I need his boots. I know my feet don't go into boots very comfortably but I want his boots anyways.

Anywho after their performance I went downstairs to hang out with them some more and I heard like...orgasmic moaning coming from one of their suitcases. At first I was super confused and then I realized what it was: a cell phone ring tone. I don't know who's it was, but I definitely want that for my phone.
They came down and changed and discussed their next outfits and it was kinda cool, seeing porn stars wandering around naked right in front of me. By kind of, what I secretly mean is, it was all I could do to keep myself from jumping them right then and there.
Blake gave me a kiss when he came down, I guess a thanks for the dollar? I think I should have been, y'know, kissing the ground he walked on in thanks for the dance but whatever. I apologized for only having two bucks and only borrowing two others.
And then Christian's like "The blog you wrote was all I needed, that was so sweet." So we got talking about my blog, I realized Blake didn't know about when I wrote about him, so I told him I would send him a link. Granted, that was from when I first discovered him in June, but whatever.

Then Luke got me a poster for them all to sign...here's what they wrote:
Blake Riley: "Graham Keep it hard and tight!! :) Blake Riley"

Christian Owen: "w love Baby Graham w love Stay Real XOXO C. Owen XOXO"

Aaron James: "Sexxy ass Graham muah Aaron AJ James"

And I can't read what Tommy Blade wrote but I'm sure it's amazing. I can make out that it ends in "Tommy Blade" and I think it starts with "Love" but there's stuff in the middle. I'll keep studying it and get back to you.

So shortly after that, I finally left for the Evil Party, an hour later than I had intended to, and without time to stop by my apartment I arrived without my costume. I told everyone "I'm dressed as Abercrombie, isn't that evil enough?" and I had high hopes of getting hammered.
I had to be a DD though, so I just drank Coke. It's chill though.

Tonight I work and then it is my friend Becky's birthday party. Tomorrow is a field trip to Philly for my directing class. Tuesday my radio commercial for my Comm class is due and I have no idea when I'm recording it.
But you know what? I love my life.

I could be wrong (I probably am) but I think I've ascended from fan to friend for these four amazing porn stars. :D And I'm totally seeing if I can get them to perform in Providence for my 21st birthday party. But not on my 21st so I can remember it.
I dunno though. I feel like I talked about myself too much, but then, what else is new? I gotta learn to turn that off. :-P

(*Does anyone else really not find the idea of an actual, literal gay mafia all that far-fetched? Maybe it's because Rhode Island practically operates like a very civilized and non-violent crime syndicate....you know, it's like an extreme of the "it's not what you know, it's who you know.")

Birthday Weekend!!

Okay, where did I leave you guys off at? Oh, yes, yes...I told you it was my birthday but neglected to mention anything else.

So, sad news: I haven't run into car guy again. Not that I haven't tried, but that's beside the point.

So, Friday night I went to Topher's house and happened to be there at midnight when it became my birthday. So yay that! Shortly thereafter we went to Dark Lady where we talked to the manager. He told me to come in Tuesday to get scheduled. YAY JOB!!

Anywho, Adam was at Dark Lady and told us that Jon was at Dark Lady. Now, Jon and I were still in a rather bizarre place because of the things he'd drunkenly said at Pride...so I thought "okay, we'll go over." Topher and I went and hung out outside of Mirabar. That was super fun, actually, as there wasn't much time left for them to be open and everyone kept coming out, so we actually saw a million people. Including Jon. Who was with a boy, but whatever.

So I met a man named Steve who took Adam, Topher, and I out to breakfast for my birthday. We had invited Jon and his boy, but they showed up at the restaurant to tell us they couldn't eat with us. Because, y'know, not coming wouldn't have gotten the message across. :P After I gorged myself on chocolate chip pancakes, I went home and went to sleep.

I woke up, showered, got dressed and went to work at A&F. Work was a lot of fun, especially because everyone was bragging to everyone about how it was my birthday. And my manager gave me a walkie-talkie to use for the day. It was exciting.
After work, I went to dinner just outside the mall with my family. Grace waits tables at a restaurant there, so of course we went to torture her. It was good food, and of course she tried to embarrass me by having the whole staff of the restaurant come to do their birthday chant thing to me. Unfortunately for her, the first line of the chant is "We can't sing, so here's our thing".
So I said to her, "But you can sing, what gives?" :D

We left the restaurant and headed to Providence for Waterfire. There's really no way of describing Waterfire, so I won't...but if they're having one on your birthday, and you're in Rhode Island...there is just no way you miss it. So we went.
After that I headed to Energy and ran into tons of people. Chris and Bill were out, Dave and Josh, Bill, Roland, Scott and Mike...it was a good time. Grace met up with me there after she got off work and we met some new friends there (another Dave...we need more names in this city!). After that, a bunch of us trekked to Mirabar. She and I ran into Kenny there, which was so exciting. His boyfriend John was, unfortunately, not out. I didn't know why, but I just talked to John so I know why now. :P

Anywho, following going out, and almost everyone was out so that was fun, a bunch of us headed out for breakfast. I didn't know most of the group, but they all turned out to be fabulous and amazing. Josh and Grace were actually the only two I knew ahead of time. It was a great time, and I got home at, I think, 5:30 in the morning. I was the first one home.

I woke up the next day, showered, and was almost immediately told that the whole family was there for my birthday and I was the only one missing. Yikes.
So I scrambled to get dressed and ran downstairs and we chatted for a bit, then ate lunch, then did presents. The loot report was such:
-Dungeon Siege II: Broken World (my brother burned it for me because he knows how much I was dying for that! I'm a big fan of the Dungeon Siege games)
-Living Dead in Dallas by Charlaine Harris (the second book of the Southern Vampire novels...of which I have the first, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth.)
-The Dragon King Saga by Stephen Lawhead (he's totally my favorite author and this series, which my dad found all in one book, has been on my list for years)
-A new battery for my laptop, it desperately needed it. Unfortch, my dad got me an upgraded battery and it won't charge on the adapter I have, which I can't explain. It may that my adapter was dead, not my old battery. Who knows?
-Me Talk Pretty One Day by David Sedaris
-Son of a Witch by Gregory Macguire (the sequel to Wicked, which I have and read.)
-Eragon (Inheritance, Book 1) by Christopher Paolini.
And plenty of money. All in all, a good haul. :)

Anyways, yesterday I worked at A&F. It was horrible, we won't discuss it.
Today's been good. No work. Jon and I are supposed to hang out soon, and then he Grace and I should be going to Justin's movie night, and then I'm stopping by Energy to see John and Kenny and then I'm going to Dark Lady to get scheduled and then I will returning to Justin's house to finish movie night.

For those of you in the US, please, please, please, please visit this link, watch the video, and fill out the form.

Me me me me!

It's my birthday!!! I'm 20 years old!

Thanks for tagging me Shaney, I finally got around to it!

Pieces of Eight - Simply list 8 things about yourself that no one may be aware of!
So here goes:

1. I hate beans. All beans.
   
2. I think my health teacher in high school may have been mildly insane from the fact that she has only ever slept with one man, but somehow the idea is so romantic that it fascinates me.
   
3. My mother is a published author and my father is an actor and attorney.
4. I do have one festish: underwear.
   
5. I hate feet!!
6. I'm a total camera whore; not having a camera is killing me!
7. I passed my driver's test with a pretty high score: especially considering that I'd been driving for about a week!
8. I have only ever parallel parked twice.
   

Tagged are:

• Fairview Sue

• Rick Rockhill
• Brad
  
• Alan
• Johnna

That's good enough, right?

Q&A!

So, basically everyone had questions after my last post so I figured I'd take a post to answer them.

Aurix -- Where do you go to school in RI?

It's not Rhode Island that I don't like when I say I don't like "home", not at all. I love this state. It's this building. The house. It's not really "home", there's just not a better word for it. It's a big house, lots of rooms. Lots of small rooms with lots of corners, very few windows, and no overhead lighting. Sound doesn't carry -- unless you can scream as loudly as my mom when she's losing her patience (this happens a lot, especially in this house). There's shag carpetting on the stairs (I hate that). The wallpaper in my bedroom is all flowers and birds and patterns -- not a solid color or a single stripe which is how I like my walls to be. And the atmosphere of the house just...it makes me want to stay in bed and mope about nothing. I hate this building.

Also, the wireless never works. Actually, it's been fine (although I'm afraid saying something about it will jinx it) since I got here, which is unusual and has helped me to be not-so-miserable-as-usual in the house. Tomorrow I am going out. All day. And I will probably be out continuously every day for the rest of the summer if I have anything to say about it!

Sue -- my summer is going to be packed full of excitement! You see, I have an Italian class to take this summer. I will also be working at Abercrombie & Fitch. And I go clubbing basically every night while I'm here, but since I will probably need a second job so I can afford rent *and* have spending money, I will probably start dancing at one in Providence. Also, there's those beaches that I have been craving! I have to go to the beaches! So many RI traditions I need to catch up on! If there's Waterfires (which I could give a whole blog entry to, and still not be able to fully describe), I'll have to catch one of those! I was thinking, as childish as it is, I haven't seen the dinosaur exhibit at Roger Williams Zoo in ages -- and there's a new one every summer! Also, my dad and I go eat clamcakes at our favorite place, George's at Galilee's, every summer (don't listen to anyone else, George's is totally the best clamcakes!!) And I need to drink some Del's Frozen Lemonade and at least one cabinet! I have to have some Rhode Island-brewed coffee too, because I am beginning to forget what it's like! Crazy, right? Too much coffee from "Seattle's Best" and -- worse -- from Starbucks! And how can I forget that Providence Pride is coming up?!

Aside from ALL of that, I have a birthday coming up in a little over a month. I have to make sure I'm ready to stop being a teenager by June 23rd! That's a LOT of pressure! But my birthday is going to be big -- not as big as my 21st will be, of course, but bigger than the past two -- because both of those passed by with basically nobody noticing (despite my best efforts). Some of my friends from PA are coming and we are pretty much going to have a wild party all over this state. Rhode Island may never be the same again!

Speaking of birthdays, I have to get in touch with one of my high school friends. I promised him over a year ago that I was going to take him clubbing when he turned 18. He turns 18 in 2 days, so I have to make sure I'm ready for that. I have to get him a cake...and figure out a way to embarrass him at whatever club we go to. What strings do I have to pull? Hrm....

But that's just what I'm going to be doing here! I have to go back to PA every once in a while to move stuff to the apartment -- and like I would miss Harrisburg Pride? Uhhh, no!

Kevin -- I actually am feeling great right now. Tomorrow I am going to really start vacation by....running errands all day! Hopefully I will get to go out tomorrow night since one of those errands is a haircut!

"Don't give up, it's just the weight of the world"

I'm gonna throw a pic from Saturday at ya before I get into the rant about last night. It was Matthias' birthday, so Twin Brendan and I made sure it was our best night (even if the tips sucked we sure kicked ass).Yeah, so Frankie jumped in to pose with us, which made it even better. Woot, woot!

Anyways...this whole thing could just be me overreacting, I've had some stuff going on that I haven't written about (and that I'm still not going to write about, at least not today) that's made me a little on edge with everyone but I actually think I'm right on the ball with this.
You see, last night Stallions had their very first 18+ Thursday night. So I decided, hey, instead of going to the club I work at where I don't really have as much fun as I could because I spend most of the night telling people that I don't work on Thursdays and that I want to hang out with my friends, instead of actually hanging out with my friends. I swear, it's a good night if I say "I'm not stripping tonight" only fifty times.
So, I went to Stallions. I wasn't quiet about it either. I told a ton of people that I was going, and nearly all of them reassured me that I would see them there. Tall Brendan (with Robbie and Damon in tow) and Cody were the only ones who even bothered to show up at all, and even then the first things they said were "I'm/we're leaving soon for XS. Are you coming?" And I probably got about 10 texts saying "Wow, XS is great, you should come here!"
The thing is, Stallions was great and that was the one night I actually said "Hey, this is where I want to go." Usually, I go along with everyone else...to XS, where I don't have as much fun and don't really get to spend time with them.
Now, I have four weeks left of school. Four weeks before I go back to Rhode Island for three months. Another thing I haven't exactly been quiet about. Am I asking too much that one night, just one, we go where I want to? Do something I want to? I didn't think so, but apparently it is.

Am I being unreasonable here? Somebody tell me.

"And the last thing he saw on this Earth was the sparkling lights of Laramie, Wyoming."

This is more like it.
You may recall last weekend was kind of dull for me, not in a bad way but it was unusual.

But before I begin, a question for discussion: do all of you talk about blogging and/or your blogosphere pals in the Real World? If so, when does the topic come up? What do you say about it? How do you refer to other bloggers? "My friend"? "This guy who's life I read about online"?
I'll give you my answers after I see a few of yours. :)

No such thing happened this time! Oh no! Last night was spectacular!
To begin with, I went to see The Laramie Project at York Senior High School -- a production which the Westboro Baptist Church was protesting. Now, I figured that the Phelps clan would be entertaining but oh, I had no idea.
First of all, two of the looneys were in the road and we almost hit them. Then we saw the signs. Some of them were exactly what we expected, gays are evil blah-blah, BUT there were some unexpected signs.
First and most hysterical among these was the sign that said "You will eat your children". At this point, I lost it completely. Hysterical. It's not even directed at anyone -- it's directed at EVERYONE. Not "Gays eat their children" or "Americans eat their children". No, you. As in, you all.
The next sign that left an impression on me was another one aimed at "you all" and not any particular group of "sinners". Oh no, it was a message to everybody. "God is your enemy" it said. So, call me crazy, but if God is the enemy...why would anybody worship Him?
Earth to Phelps, maybe you should read the signs you give your disciples to hold up and make sure they actually say what you want them to.

Anyways, we got inside to see the play and I ran into some more friends there (Jason, David, and Danny). The play was AMAZING. First of all, mostly I'm sure thanks to Fred Phelps publicity efforts (so he can do something right...), the high school's auditorium had not only sold out the thousand seats but there was at least 50 people doing the whole standing-room-only thing.
Second of all, it was absolutely the best acted high school production I have ever seen. Okay, the tech needed a little bit of work (mostly the spotlight) but it was GREAT. Astounding. If I hadn't been concerned about getting a ride to work later, I would have stayed and pitched my school's theater department to them.
The play, for those of you unfamiliar with it, is about the town of Laramie following the brutal beating of Matthew Shepard. It is basically a series of interviews, over 200 of them, combined into one theatrical masterpiece created by the Tectonic Theater Company. The play shows how the attack on Matthew Shepard disrupted an entire town, and how many people's opinions and lives were changed because of it. It shows the denial the town went through, the attempts to seperate themselves from the crime, acceptance of ownership of the crime.
It talks about Fred Phelps, which is one reason his cult goes so far out of their way to protest at its productions. He is a character in it, and he gets OWNED. By angels no less.

If you can't find a production near you I highly recommend checking out the movie or the book. The story, the entire piece, is intensely moving and something no one should miss out on.

So I hitched a ride with Jason to get to work. He stopped by his house, and then we hit up a hotel for a pre-party because some of his friends from D.C. had come up for the weekend. David came as well, in his own car, although Danny disappeared at some point between the play and this. There I discovered the friends of D.C. were actually people that I knew! Alphonso and Ryan, as it turned out, who I had met down at Apex. So, we were there for like 10 minutes and then we headed off to the club.
The club was PACKED. It was great. I made a lot of money and the crowd was actually well-behaved (except for my oh-so-shitfaced friends, but I love them anyways! :P) There was this one woman who gave me this blinking light she was wearing, just because I complimented her on it at the beginning of the night and, when she was waaaaaay drunk, she remembered that I'd said something and she gave it to me. I clipped it on my undies!

Another guy, who was a big fan, approached my holding a snap c-ring. Which he then offered me. My first thought was "Dear lord, I hope this was just randomly in his pocket!" Then he told me he wanted to see if it fit me. I told him I could go try it on. "I want to try it on you," he replied -- at which point I told him it would have to wait til after work and when work ended I left as quickly as possible so as to avoid having that...uh...tested.

We adjourned back to the hotel room where we pretty much lazed about until I decided I wanted a shower. Now, of course, I didn't think to lock the door to the bathroom. So, it really shouldn't have been a surprise when David came in a talked to me while I was getting undressed. Whoops.
Then Jason came in to tell me he was leaving. He was in there telling me he was leaving for about five minutes while I showered, which was kind of odd. More to the point, he didn't seem to remember that he'd seen everything before when we'd been in Brendan's hot tub so obviously I wasn't going to by shy about him (where as with David I'd been like pulling down my shirt to cover up). Then Alphonso came in because he wanted a shower so I scooched out and dried while he jumped in. It was interesting. Note to self: ALWAYS lock the bathroom. :P

You know, something terrific though?
Today is the one year anniversary of what is to date on the most devestating things any guy has put me through. Our break up was horrendous, scary, and all kinds of bad. But the good news? I didn't even realize that it was that day until I realized it was my friend's 22nd birthday today, and then I recalled her last birthday, at which I got totally drunk for the first time ever, which was entirely because I was flipping out over my ex-boyfriend.
So, happy birthday Lily!
And, one more time, good riddance apeface! :)

Year in Review 2006 Part Duex

-As the school year came to a close, I put together the menu for the theater club's end-of-the-year banquet. Not only was the menu great, everything about the banquet was spectacular. As we looked back on the year as a group, I realized how much I personal had changed over the year...which of course, would be outlined better if you'd watched from the beginning. I also realized how much I was going to continue changing....

-I came home from school for the summer and had a pretty uneventful, kinda blah 19th birthday. It marked a second year of being fairly disappointed in my birthday, so I decided that to make up for two years of shizz birthdays I was going to make certain that my 20th birthday was going to be the best one I would ever have. We'll see.
(That's a picture from my 16th birthday.)

-The brakes failed on my piece of shit car. (Actually that was before my birthday but whatever. :-P) I ended up slamming into another car, and totalling the crappy thing. It was '95 (I think?) Toyota Carolla. Too old for the insurance company to care, the DMV didn't investigate my car at all and decided the brakes worked fine. (They got in it, didn't turn it on, pushed the brake peddle, and that was it, according to the guy who's lot had my car.)

-I jumped at the opportunity to be an extra in the movie Normal Adolescent Behavior (which should be coming out soon). I also met Emerson doing this, and we would spend most of the rest of the summer attached at the hips.

-My church had a Vacation Bible School, and my family hosted some of the counsellors who came in from Camp Calumet. I helped out at the camp, and became super popular with a bunch of those kids. The counsellors were amazing, but I haven't seen them since that week.

-Emerson and I started going to the clubs in Providence, where we made tons of awesome friends. It wasn't long before we were both dancing at a club with a bunch of the people we were hanging out with.

-The return to school was bittersweet, only because it seemed like I had just made all of these friends. Shortly after my return to school though, things began falling apart for all of them. I, on the other hand, had a brilliant beginning of the semester. I reunited with my friends, though it wasn't quite the same (for one, the Quad had all but disintegrated) and made plenty of new ones. I fell in love (not the romantic kind) with most of the guys living on my floor, most of whom I didn't really know (or know at all) beforehand.

-Almost immediately, there was some classic gay drama going on over the Mr. Shimmer 2006 pageant, and it looked like I was going to get the title after all. Right when I didn't want.

-I started a blog on this crazy website called Blogger or something. :-P

-Oh yeah, I dated this guy for about two weeks. That makes three boyfriends for those of you keeping track at home. Three ex-boyfriends too. *shrugs* Can you tell I wasn't particularly invested in this one?

-The theater department also changed with the introduction of a new tech professor. The students united in the hatred of him. But somehow, despite the tension and stress there, Arcadia went off perfectly.
(Picture of me as Jellaby from Arcadia.)

-I began directing a one act play for the Fall 2006 One Act Festival. It was dark, not funny like most of them, but people loved it. Which, pretty much, I owe to my actors and my stage manager. :-P

-I began working at Abercrombie and began go-go dancing again at about the same time. The two jobs took over the free time I had allowed myself during the day and on weekend nights. I shifted my partying to the occasional weeknights. As stressed as I became, I was really really happy with having an income.

-Mostly due to my new jobs, I have made tons of friends in the last few months of the year. :)

(Can you tell I'm tired, from that half-assed end of the entry? :-P)

This is funnier than any picture I could have found...

Okay, so today is the random image day and all, but this is much funnier I'm going to hit you with a quote that I thought was hysterical from this article on CNN.com:

"The Bush administration does not believe the government should be regulating or stigmatizing the behavior of adults."

So says Wade Horn. Obviously, Wade Horn really does need his reality checked.

Anywho, this is what you have all been waiting for...........
Yeah, that was pretty much my thoughts as well.

Holiday Countdown
3 days til my grandmother's birthday
4 days til Christmas Eve
5 days til Christmas Day
6 days til Boxing Day
11 days til New Year's Eve

Number of Gifts Bought: 2
Oh snap. Time to get working on that, huh?

"You work real hard and the pay's real low and every hour goes oh-so-slow..."

Today I have some news for you.

Lancaster County is a dangerous place to be. The Amish shootings you have undoubtedly heard about occured her. And then, Wednesday night/Thursday morning there was a murder in Elizabethtown. At this rate, in a few days I will be moving to South Philly in order to feel safe.

Speaking of feeling safe (actually, no, this is a total non sequitor), today is my friend Becky (whom I call Beckydoll and who used to call me Sparky for reasons I still don't know) is turning 23. I feel the need to just sort of announce that. Because I'm cool like that.
Happy birthday Beckydoll! To commemorate your birthday I give you a moose who looks remarkably like me holding a bagel. Oh, wait...you took that picture, didn't you? :-P It's okay, cause I love it.

Oh, exciting news? Next weekend, I'm going home to Rhode Island!! I'm so excited. SO EXCITED!!!!

And, well, that's basically all there is to say. Mostly I am supposed to be studying for my math test.

Oh, no, wait. I did neglect to mention something. My job hunt. Remember how optomistic I was?
Well, A&F still hasn't called, neither has the club. You know, that club where everyone knows me? Where I am friends with almost everyone who works in the 18+ area? Yeah, that one.
And to top it off, just in case five weeks of hearing nothing wasn't enough so that I assumed H&M wasn't hiring me, I got a letter from them in the mail. They called my resume "impressive" and said they would keep my application on file and let me know if a position I was better suited for became available. Which is exactly the sort of thing I would say if I wanted to subtly and politely tell someone to go fuck themself. Sooo, I'm still unemployed, and running out of options I might actually enjoy working at.