a nice surprise

I recieved a lovely gift today. A Professor gave me something I have wanted for a long while. I was warned to not tell anyone, so I will keep it secret.

TA

I think my TA wants to sleep with me. End of story.

the physical connection

There is a tingle that is sent up my spine everytime someone touches me with any good intention. It is really interesting. No matter who, but best is when people who I don't know too well touch me. It tingles so nice!

wow

Patrick Woodroffe.
look him up.

the list

The irony of the list is that people are supposed to be happy for me if I ever get someone on the list. So, what if I do? would I really go through with it?
I am watching #1 dancing to some beat that only he can hear from across the room. He looks so beautiful doing that. Poor fellow, I suppose he didn't sleep well last night, I kinda feel bad for him. It is amazing the things you hear when you pretend to not be listening. Some people just can't be comforted, ofcourse I go silent whenever he is near. i suppose that is how I know they are list worthy, I go silent.

alone

time for an update. I realize something. Should someone care enough to read these, than they care enough about me to deserve the truth about them.
So, gentleman who have affected my life (in a manner of lust) include, but are no limited to; Dave, Dwayne, Anthony, Cole, Matt (not the one you are thinking of...), other Matt (that one), Ben (sorry buddy, I have to admit, I would jump your bones if I could (P.S. thanks for the gun show.)). And that is about it for today. That is the sad thing. I thought of each one of these guy today. in various ways (some because I actually saw them), but each one. kinda pathetic? but, let me tell you all something;
If I had to pick one to sleep next to it is Matt (the assumed one).
One to get a great big hug from, it is definitely Cole.
One to see again over pizza and Beer, Dwayne is my main man.
One to hold my forehead against his in the rain (my romanticized visualization of strength in despair.) is Dave.
One to pin down and say, "I knew you would like this" it would be other Matt.
One to slap around a bit until he comes to his senses and sees the writing on the wall; Anthony.
but, Ben gets nothing. Imagine that.
I did not originally intend to put the above part in, but I guess that is what happens.

Alright, so the moral.
take a small risk. Show someone that you care. Even if you caring is strapping them to a table and bust out the bull whips. For Godsake! Just show them you care.

You see me?

I know you can see me. I have invited you into my world.

It is times like these, when i am so busy with so much that one thing will come crashing through the ice and will hit me head on. It is not what you might expect, believe me, being round about is not an accident here. these things happen to everyone, well everyone that I have ever come to meet. I have touched you, barely, and you have touched me back. but i know that your touch will do so much more for me. I know that I am just one more guy that you saw one day. But, to me, you are, well... leaving me voiceless. You have already done so much in this small world and have made your mark on many. While it remains that others have passed by me, not speaking a word to me; you stopped... and waved... and looked... and saw... and I knew... that you were untouchable. Go ahead and leave your mark on me, I won't stop you. But, please don't worry if I can't move your mind or touch your soul.

Please, remember that i know you know who you are. And that if you are wondering, well, than it must not be you.

time

I have so much to do in one hour...

all in the eyes

a certain person is more expressive than most. A simple nod or wink says it all. There is nothing better than the belief that someone cares about me. i am not sure what he means, ever. I am never sure how deeply to read into all these things he does. He is a friendly guy, perhapse i am seeing what I waant to see, not what is really there.

attacked by a goose

so. does anyone know what noise a goose makes before it attacks you?
it hisses. I walked to the Drake union today on the path by the river, and there must have been between 200 to 250 geese by the river. one was standing on one leg like a flamingo so I stopped near it to have a look. it started hissing, which knew meant it was pissed at me. SO I RAN. bad idea. so I have a dozen geese chasing me to where about I could say I was at the drake (around the area of the upward slope of the hill.) I didn't get bitten though.

Colors

by the way, the color of my background, it is 1 in 16 million colors. I doubt you will find another blog with this exact color.

People who have touched me

through my life, many have touched me. every once in a while, I like to shout out to them. Currently, I have good wishes for family and friends. Also, to all my readers. I know that there are at least two that read religiously, and a few that read occasionally. Factoring in that I am only aware that 10% of my readers tell me they read it, that means I have around 60-80 readers. That is not an exaggeration. So, if you have been mentioned, feel special. I do hold exclusive rights to this blog, so if you have been art of my life and are mentioned without wanting to be, well that is your own dam fault. Now, you may return to your regularly scheduled programs.

first blog

I just started this new one, and I think I am going to get rid of the old blog. This allows me to control my blog a lot more.