walkere

I'm on winter break now and so I've had the opportunity to spend quite a bit of time by myself not to mention catching up with close ones (a special thanks to the trifecta).
Whenever I'm expecting free time..I eagerly anticipate it by day dreaming of all the ways in which I'm going to brilliantly spend it. I imagine myself twiddling the hours away in a fury of productivity. For instance..the master part of my holiday break plan was to repaint a few rooms in my house. They're currently a pukey brown color, high gloss as well..not a good look, it invokes nausea. However the Counselor has implemented a spending freeze due to recent economic conditionsyou know how these reliable professional types are, always with their practicality bullshit. I mean why not re-decorate, credit card debt be damned (insert sarcasm). Honestly I'm thankful that the Counselor is my money advisor and I applaud her efforts as I can be difficult to wrangle in.

I have been watching a lot of Queer As Folk........ The Counselor bought the entire series. Through this I've come to the conclusion that there are not nearly enough gay men in my life. So I'm currently taking applications ( I kid). This lack of is a gap in which I need to fill.

I passed math with a B..which makes my quarter long bitch/anxiety session seem almost unbearably neurotic. But let me just say it's amazing what a curve can do for your final grade (a special thanks to large lecture classes). I'm also starting to re-explore my love of photography. I did some great work in H.S. (talk about hanging on) so I've signed up for an intro class this quarter. I can't wait.....it's been entirely to long since I've been behind the lens. Luck would have it that I met an amazing guy at my regular hang out that offered up his vintage Nixon 35mm-accesories included!

Moving on..I recently attended the Moscow Ballet it was a wonderful performance of The Nutcracker.but I must say there were entirely too many children involved in the production and while the heavy toddler involvement titillated the breeders (as well as the Counselor), it aggravated me. After all I paid to see grace, not some 5 year old stumble across the stage like a drunkard. The audience was very family oriented so my queer presence can sometimes be unnerving for these folks. Same old conservative bullshit aside I'm more specifically targeting the good old cincy liberals that leave the burbs on occasion to frequent the theatre in OTR in order to publicly display how "evolved" they are but still tend to get a bit wormy when their kids see two girls holding hands..however, pissing homophobic straight people off is a favorite past time of mine. So all is well that ends well. Plus I love Taft Theatrebecause they allow you to drink INSIDE the theatre. I wish there intoxication friendly policies extended to pot.

Moving on again.Old Man, my kitty has picked up a somewhat annoying habit of crying to get my attention. I think he feels that I spend entirely too much time on the computer; however what Old Man fails to realize is that my studies depend upon it! So I think we've reached a compromise, he sits next to the computer and watches me flip through screens and I allow him to do so! Although sometimes he gets a bit excited any swipes at the screen-or attempts to type himself. Were currently working out the kinks.

Finally, let me say a short piece about the holidays. While I enjoy them to a certain extent I would much more so if there wasn't so much fucking EXPECTATION. I'm not big on social requirements. For instance last Friday I was required to attend the Counselors work party, her boss and our host for the evening is pretty straight laced (as are the rest of her co-workers) so imagine my horror when I realize he isn't serving ALCOHOL. How is one supposed to get through these things without a bit of social lubricant? I mean my god. After that we were off to my mothers Xmas party and while this was much more enjoyable I still feel a sense of restriction because I KNOW that if I decided not to attend I would be disappointing her. Instead of doing the same bitching next year I've decided to make it an expectation free holiday and you are all welcome to join me in this revolution

I leave you with pictures....................

Taft Theatre


Old Man enjoys books...........


A brilliant sunset


And finally.............




And if you haven't checked out Memories of Ghosts you fucking should because it's brilliant!

Thats all..............

xoxo
W

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is it just me or did Steven Speilberg snort an entire eight ball before doing thisvideo interview with Andy Warhol?

Hillary Duff.......defending gay rights