It's REAL, I tells ya!

Okay, well probably not... but take a look anyway! See the dragon!

Woohoo! I've done it!!! Okay, well I've faked it, anyway. Whatever. The second "essay" block is the correct one in fixed-width. The fourth is what it looks like in regular. Now I need to find out whether or not it renders correctly in other browsers...

It doesn't, at least not in the incredibly out-of-date, failing, standards-non-compliant piece of crap that is ie. So... what now? Hmm... well, the entire world could switch to Mozilla, which does render it properly. But, that's not gonna happen any time soon. So... I dunno. I'll have to think some more. The only thing I can think of right away is that Jase would have to mark it up with tags himself. Which is exactly what we want to avoid. So. More later.

This is a test. This is normal blogstyle writing. Filler text: Have I ever mentioned how much I love writing filler text? It fills me with joy to ramble on and on about absolutely nothing just so my pages look like they have content! I try to apply these same skills when writing papers: throw in the word "discourse" or "narrative" every now and then and voila! If you're squinting, legally blind, or can't read, it will look like an intelligent, well-thought-out paper, when in reality, I wrote it at 4:30 in the morning hopped up on DayQuil, cigarettes and espresso. It's foolproof.

Now we are in essay mode. Have I ever mentioned how much I love writing filler text? It fills me with joy to ramble on and on about absolutely nothing just so my pages look like they have content! I try to apply these same skills when writing papers: throw in the word "discourse" or "narrative" every now and then and voila! If you're squinting, legally blind, or can't read, it will look like an intelligent, well-thought-out paper, when in reality, I wrote it at 4:30 in the morning hopped up on DayQuil, cigarettes and espresso. It's foolproof.
Have I ever mentioned how much I love writing filler text? It fills me with joy to ramble on and on about absolutely nothing just so my pages look like they have content! I try to apply these same skills when writing papers: throw in the word "discourse" or "narrative" every now and then and voila! If you're squinting, legally blind, or can't read, it will look like an intelligent, well-thought-out paper, when in reality, I wrote it at 4:30 in the morning hopped up on DayQuil, cigarettes and espresso. It's foolproof.

Now we are in essay mode. Have I ever mentioned how much I love writing filler text? It fills me with joy to ramble on and on about absolutely nothing just so my pages look like they have content! I try to apply these same skills when writing papers: throw in the word "discourse" or "narrative" every now and then and voila! If you're squinting, legally blind, or can't read, it will look like an intelligent, well-thought-out paper, when in reality, I wrote it at 4:30 in the morning hopped up on DayQuil, cigarettes and espresso. It's foolproof.
Have I ever mentioned how much I love writing filler text? It fills me with joy to ramble on and on about absolutely nothing just so my pages look like they have content! I try to apply these same skills when writing papers: throw in the word "discourse" or "narrative" every now and then and voila! If you're squinting, legally blind, or can't read, it will look like an intelligent, well-thought-out paper, when in reality, I wrote it at 4:30 in the morning hopped up on DayQuil, cigarettes and espresso. It's foolproof.

Now we are in essay mode. Have I ever mentioned how much I love writing filler text? It fills me with joy to ramble on and on about absolutely nothing just so my pages look like they have content! I try to apply these same skills when writing papers: throw in the word "discourse" or "narrative" every now and then and voila! If you're squinting, legally blind, or can't read, it will look like an intelligent, well-thought-out paper, when in reality, I wrote it at 4:30 in the morning hopped up on DayQuil, cigarettes and espresso. It's foolproof.
Have I ever mentioned how much I love writing filler text? It fills me with joy to ramble on and on about absolutely nothing just so my pages look like they have content! I try to apply these same skills when writing papers: throw in the word "discourse" or "narrative" every now and then and voila! If you're squinting, legally blind, or can't read, it will look like an intelligent, well-thought-out paper, when in reality, I wrote it at 4:30 in the morning hopped up on DayQuil, cigarettes and espresso. It's foolproof.

This is regular again.

Heyo...

I know I promised some postage but it's past bedtime (work tomorrow... yuck). But I thought I'd introduce you all to Webb, another one of the (pledge) brothers. Hmm, now Kyonee has told me that he has a LiveJournal (so someday I'll be able to actually find it) and that Papu has a blog on blogspot. Hmm... I shall have to search very dilligently sometime soon.

Based on the conversation yesterday, Dean != geoff.boyfriend. Oh well, there's plenty of cute guys around... I can focus on Nate again! ;-) And we're still gonna hang out, so that'll be fun.

I'll write about my weekend later. I want to throw out some guesses about this mystery poster:

Jesse (?? Prolly not...)
Dean (not likely... Why the "GOOD JOB BUDDY" if so?)
Eric (actually... one of my top guesses at this point...)
Kerry (The loner thing fits... but it's not really his writing style...)

Otherwise I'm completely clueless. I'm really not all that good at guessing games like this... Ooh, I know who I'd like it to be... Nate ;-) (he's still cute... even if there is Dean to consider... which reminds me, I need to find out from Dean what our relationship is... he'd mentioned one time that someone went around saying they were dating after like two or three days and it annoyed him a lot... so I don't want to do that... [We're not dating yet :-p])

Just reminding everybody to Just Say No to Microsoft (following reading God's Ex-Boyfriend's Blog of January 24).

So...

I found out last night that Scott and Sarah broke up Wednesday night. Came as a complete surprise to me, though, once again, I probably wasn't paying close enough attention. I'm still not sure why (it didn't feel like the right thing to ask last night when I went over to Scott's, though I was expecting him to talk about it more than he did). Near as I can tell, Scott just doesn't want to spend the rest of his life with Sarah. He still seems to like her as a friend, though. Lunch today with them did not go well, I thought. They were both too mopey to be having lunch together, and I'm sure that sitting with Xav and Dalyn didn't help them (my bad... oops. Oh well. Nothing to be done now.) I feel for them both but I don't really know what I should do. So. We'll see what happens. Hopefully they will both be happier soon. Sarah seemed more upset than Scott, but it could be that Scott just hides his emotions differently than Sarah. I hope he knows how to deal with them properly.

In other news... Um... School today. Got up very late (8:40 for my 9:00 class) and didn't have time to shave. Went to class, came back and got the digital camera for Veronica ('cause she hadn't emailed me yet about a meeting time) and took it to the office before going to class again. Other than that, mostly uneventful.

Now, to let all you silly folks know about what Dean and I did (and you'll think that I'm strange for making the deal out of it that I'm making, and wonder why, and I want you to remember that the first boy I kissed was Chris on New Year's Eve... so I'm rather inexperienced...): We came back to my apartment and Dean showed my some music files on his computer, which were relatively interesting but I was kinda tired and I wasn't paying a great deal of attention. After he got bored of that (and... in case Dean or Kyonee ever reads this... he had his arms crossed during the whole music thing, so what was he uncomfortable about?), we started cuddling, which I enjoyed. Then he began teasing me (not verbally) and said that I was like a puppy in that a grown dog would tease back. Okay, fine. So we start doing a little bit more and the "nose button" subject comes up. He pushes my nose button, and I don't do anything (it wasn't programmed yet). So he asks about it, and I push his. So he owes someone whose name I can't remember a hug. Okay, bizzare. We're going on a little bit more and he pushes it again, so I kiss him (what do you know, it somehow got programmed!)(he later said that he wasn't expecting that that night). And we're going along and we decide that the couch sucks and we should go to the bed. So we go to the bed. And we're making out (clothes still on, people) and I start breathing funny... so I call a stop, figuring my comfort zone has been left. And after that we talk for a while. I was uncomfortable with how I responded for a couple days, but I'm doing better now and am planning on calling him to hang out sometime soon again.

So, there you have it. Not nearly as frothing as you'd hoped, is it? I'm still intrigued with him, but I'm definitely not interested the way that I was Sunday.

So, yay for having more experience. The question now is, is my nose button programmed to "kiss Dean" or "kiss pusher?" Mwahahaha!

Quite a bit has happened since I last wrote. Perhaps not as significant to some other people as it seems to me (and I'm sure it will fade in prominence in time), but I should write about it anyway.

Sunday after the last post, I went and met Kyonee for coffee and an interview. (Turns out that Kyonee knows Cannon... which is how Eizo got invited to the party). He brought along someone he'd met online, Dean. At first I wasn't all that interested. But as time went on (and we migrated over to the Taj to have some chai and chicken), I found myself liking him more and more.

I became quite infatuated with Dean that night. Eventually we had to leave and Kyonee and I went to the meeting.

Monday, Dean and I had lunch together on his work break (I was off due to MLK, Jr day). I didn't talk much, since I'm not always sure what to say. But it was enjoyable, and I invited him into my apartment. He proceeded to look through my cabinets and such (not that I minded), and through the entire apartment (turns out that my key does work on the other bedroom, so Dusty will have an actual bed to sleep in when he comes again), and we hung out for a while before he had to go back to work. He wanted to get together again that night, but I had a family meeting with my surrogate, so I went to that instead.

Tuesday, I had work and then school. We had decided that we would go out that evening since I couldn't go out Monday evening. Dean had told me he was going to play pool with his friends. Turns out he's in a league, which was a bit of a surprise, but there I go, making assumptions again. Anyway, afterwards we did our part to turn Peaberry's into the Gay Coffee Shop and then decided that it would be fun to play a board game or something. If only I had one. So, we went to Target, but didn't see any we liked, so we came back to my apartment.

I'm not going to describe what went on after that point because I'm not ready to, yet. Suffice it to say that nothing bad happened, but nothing like what you pervs are thinking, either. :-p

We did talk for a while, and he made some comments which I thought were interesting but I hadn't put much thought into until today, when I just happened to read a queerbychoice mailinglist digest plugging the Celebrate Friendship website. I've read some of the articles on the site, and I've decided that this is the sort of thing he meant. (I want to point to one article in particular, that of The Cleanser). Isn't it refreshing to see what a little bit of history can do for you?

Now, what does this mean to me? I don't know yet. It mostly depends on how hung up I remain on gender and sexual relationships. Hopefully I'll grow out of that soon ('cause baby, it's kinda getting old). We'll see.

Oh, rehearsal on Wednesday was alright, and today was okay. I went grocery shopping, so now I can finally make that macaroni and cheese!

Hey,

Well, seems Blogspeak died a most unfortunate death, but the nice folks at HaloScan imported all the Blogspeak accounts, so the comments are back! Yay!

Hey,

Not in the mood to counter Jason right now, so here's a song!

La la lala la la la, la la lala la la la!

Okay. So, last night was kinda rough for me. Not a great mood, kinda depressed. Still not greatly happy, to be honest. I'm along about the same lines as Chris: frustrated at my lack of relationship. I haven't seen Nate since the first time (though I will be going in to the office next week), so I haven't had a chance to speak with him. Sometimes I think I should just reach out and grab the first guy that comes along. At least then I'd have a chance at having some experience in the realm of dating. 'Course, I could always date a girl *dun-dun-DUN!*, though I don't think that'd really work for me.

Since Wednesday: work, school. School. Doom! Work.

I won't be able to go to WICKED this year, which is the PSP western regional conference, since it's Feb 6-8 and I've got a quartet gig the 7th and a concert the 8th.

I'm about to go out with Edain and Jamie and someone else to see Return of the King, which should be good. Again. :-p

All the best

Whee, rehearsal was fun! Sing, Sing, Sing is hard. Yep.

Jase has updated the post from 9:48AM to include a bunch more than originally. To be honest, I'm a little annoyed that he did that since he's responded to some of the things Pinky, Chris, Dusty and I have said. I would much have prefered a seperate response. But, it is his blog, and he's free to change it however he pleases. I'll respond further to his comments at a later time, since I've work tomorrow morning.

Oh, and kudos to him for posting something that is so controversial in the community he's in. My personal viewpoint is: we need people to say things that are unpopular now and again so that we don't forget why things are the way they are and why we think such things are unacceptable. (Yeah, yeah, not mine originally, :-p) That is, we do need to look at other viewpoints and take them for their merits (because sometimes there's something to the unpopular opinion) and examine and understand their defects.

In other news, Pinky says that the mysterious ASSG man (whose title happens to be Parliamentarian and name is Nate) may indeed "have the g." Yay! So, I think the best course of action is to be very direct and ask him to dinner or a movie or something. When I'm not working, of course.

Have a wonderful night y'all!

Also, it's not about giving rights and priviledges to a segment of society. It's about giving the same rights to everybody.

(Do I have a right to an attorney? Yes. Might I never exercise said right? It's possible. Does that mean that we should take away the right of attorney to the segment of the population which uses them, since these people are (mostly) criminals and are an element to be minimized?)