Welcome to my happily ever after...
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sex IN the city
Well, I have an interview today at 2:30 for that job that I applied for. An hour and a half away. I am not particularly nervous yet seeing as how I know the woman I will be interviewing with, however I am sure I will have a few butterflies closer to the time. No matter how old I get, interviewing still isn't one of my favorite things to do.
Last night was great. I was determined that I wasn't going to go home and smoke 100 cigarettes and look at online porn, so I went home, got my hair cut, ate dinner really fast, went and worked out, and then went to Carlos' house. It has become a bit of a tradition to watch The Parkers and Girlfriends lately, and I wanted to keep up the routine. I'm not sure why I like all these black TV shows....maybe because I've always felt like I have a black woman trapped inside me and I can relate. Maybe all gay guys can.
Last night when I got home, I decided to go for a run around my neighborhood before I took my shower, and at the park around the corner from house there were two guys blowing each other right there on a picnic table! Granted it was 10:00 and pitch black outside, but damn, how brave do you have to be to have sex like that outdoors?
I must admit, I watched for a while. Ok...I watched for close to five minutes. They were getting off on that I was watching, and I was only about 20 feet away from them.
So finally I had enough and ran on my merry way.
I didn't know that things like that actually happen to people in real life...I half expected synthesizer music with cheap beats to start playing.
I once asked my friend Thomas why things like this are always happening to me because this is not the first time I've come across this kind of thing. (That time I was referring to a male/female couple I came across having sex right out in the open during the day on Allen Parkway). Thomas told me that I'm bound to come across it when I'm looking for it.
Am I looking? Damn, that's news to me.
12:47 p.m. - 2002-07-23
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