Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Ramblings in Color

"He does dress better than I do, what would I bring to the relationship?" - Cher, from Clueless.

Today is "curl-up-infront-of-the-TV-and-watch-hilarious-movies" day, due to the nasty weather. It COULD'VE been "stay-in-bed-and-have-awesome-sex" day, but alas, I have nobody to share that experience with, and I doubt I could get the same satisfaction using "Mr Palmer and his five sons".

It's only Wednesday (I think), but I'm already looking forward to the weekend. It turns out I am NOT going to another gay club, where, as a friend of mine says, the music is "vomitus Top 40". No, I'll most likely be heading to a place called Sin Bin - a hardcore ravers paradise. Go me.

Meet my "new-if-it-doesn't-sellout-before-I-get-my-hands-on-it" addition to my CD collection. My music tastes have returned back to their roots, and I'm once again romatically involved with my love of Hard Dance.
Fuck all that bullshit filtered commercial house shit that's clogging the radio ateries left right and center. I've always liked to listen to toonz which get the pulse going. Toonz that relatively nobody else has even heard of. Toonz that that work harmoniously well with several E's...


Yeah, I've had enough rambling...
Luv Ya'll
xoxox

AL rambled on at 2:05 PM - -


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Tuesday, August 30, 2005

The Pre-Planned Bender

10 Minutes ago it was warm and humid. Now it's blowing a gale outside, and my poor little body cannot withstand against such forceful winds. I fear that if I don't hold onto something, I'll get swept away...

I'm planning a new "health kick" starting from next week. Eating better, excercising more, and keeping myself active and busy. Mentally, I think I really need to let go of the past. Yeah I fucked up. Big deal. That was like 2 years ago. Instead of worrying what people think of me, I need to fill my mind up with happy stuff, such as fairy floss and puppies.

Before then, however, I've been invited to the city on Saturday for a nightclub opening, which should be fun. Plan of attack? The usual: down about 3 martini's to get me in "the mood", and then gorge on the free beer and champers until I feel ultimately ill, making passes at cute guys only to turn them down when they return the favor, and then stumbling back to my hotel room where I pass out for 10 hours straight, missing my checkout time and thus paying the extra fee to stay longer which will inevitabley annoy the shit out of me, which'll be the perfect mood to travel home in.

Luv Ya'll
xoxox

AL rambled on at 11:22 AM - -


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Monday, August 29, 2005

Flava of the Month

The ever so under-rated Ron Livingston.

Some people have said I have weird tastes in men, but I reckon ^he seems so huggable.

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Saturday, August 27, 2005

Mmm, warm...

I feel slightly vulnerable today. I opened up about some true feelings to somebody I don't even know, trying to get a point of view across. I wish there was a way to stop emails from sending...


It's fantastically warm! YAY! Spring is comming, and the weather seems to have lifted, meaning it's soon BEACH WEATHER. I'll have to get myself into shape again, as sitting next to the heater 24/7, eating spare-ribs every second day, for the majority of winter has not done my figure any favors... OMG, I'm speaking female talk... *gasps*

I gave up smoking at 9am thismorning. I've only had 5 ciggies since then... Maybe the weekend wasn't such a good time to start!

Cya!
xoxox

AL rambled on at 1:45 PM - -


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Friday, August 26, 2005

Over It!

About my ramblings in my last post - I'm over it all.
After wallowing around in my own turbulent storm of misery which I'd worked myself into, I finally discovered that if I actually got up and did something about certain issues that make me feel upset, instead of moping around and whingeing, then I may just actually get back to my happy state of mind. Thanx for the comment though Des.Angel - that was really cool - just what I needed to hear. AND Jason - well... I guess you could've been alot more harsh with your words. I won't go as far as to thank you, but I will give you a big *two thumbs up*...

I'm in talks with people about starting up a Gay Alliance project within the area, for people aged 21 and over. Turns out that the Freedom Group is mainly aimed at teenagers - how dumb am I?!?. I'm sorry if I managed to piss anyone off with my last post about it.
Anyhoo - back to my project - yes, in talks, in deep discussive talks. If I fear becoming lonely, then I should do something about it, and I think that reaching out and helping other struggling GLB&T people would be fairly beneficial, and I'd be doing something good for the community. Ontop of THAT, I'm also in talks about holding an Art Exhibition at the local gallery themed on "Sexuality" - not just aimed at the gay community, but to anyone that's interested. I reckon it'd be a great success, even if it were only attended by 16 year old school boys hoping to catch a glimpse of boobs or something!

I'm happy again! It seems I've conquered another hill on my rollercoaster, thank fuck. I hate being shitty, because I tend to take every little thing so personally. I have to learn to manage my feelings better. I'm an emotional guy, though I fucking hate to admit it, and sometimes I let the stupidest of things bring me down.
ALSO, thankyou Scott for calling me the other night - you cheered me up immensely!

Catch!
XOXOX

AL rambled on at 12:17 PM - -


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Thursday, August 25, 2005

Issues.

I have issues with being gay which I haven't voiced to anyone yet. I have questions. I want to discuss things with similar people around my own age. I want to get some things off my chest, otherwise I'll start choking in all this built-up frustration.
I've basically been shunned from the Gay community where I live, because my ex-boyfriend, of whom I broke up with OVER a year & a half ago, feels the needs to voice his extreme dislike for me to everyone who knows me. He treats me like I'm an outcast. Yet, he's part of a Gay Support Group who's aim is to abolish discrimination amongst the GLBT society.

I personally would LOVE to show up to one of their meetings. I'd like to see what I'd get out of it, and how I could help others. Unfortunately, I'm not allowed, because my ex doesn't want me there. I don't have many gay friends in the area because of my supposed "bad reputation" - the majority of this so-called reputatation made up of malicious rumors all mashed together from vaious sources. I've been made to feel like an outcast within, and out of Gay society. Nobody offers to help me. Nobody seems to care if I MYSELF have a problem - if that happens, people turn a blind eye, even the people I'd consider close to me.

I'm lonely. Extremely lonely, and I just want out of all this shit.

AL rambled on at 3:28 PM - -


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Wednesday, August 24, 2005

but Seriously...

Today I feel diplomatic - more so, I feel the need to write my opinions, about a certain issue, on paper, and send them off to a particular person, who, upon reading my thoughts and ideas about a certain situation that's pissing me off immensely, will hopefully do or say something contrsuctive about what I have to say... (that's my description without going into detail)

Over the past couple of days, I have totally wound down and relaxed. I don't feel as rushed anymore, even though I'm doing exactly what I was doing a month ago, when I was severly stressed out. I've learned to chill out, and not take things so seriously - "things" being everything. Personally, whatever anyone else thinks, I'm moving forward with my life, and I'm happy about my progress. If people are gossiping about me, or people are generall being nasty and cold hearted towards me - that's their problem. I'm having an "I don't care about anyone else but myself, plus a few extra people" week.
I've always been a caring person, and I'm not saying that'll change, but I've got to start caring less about the people who don't make an effort themselves - and that's a FAIR few of the people I know. I don't like ditching friends, but seriously, some of them are making me feel weighed down with their constant drama-filled lives, and it's annoying, to be blunt. I don't like being annoyed. Something has to be done.

AL rambled on at 4:32 PM - -


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Tuesday, August 23, 2005

Thinking Ahead

I'm happily chilled out today. After last night's incredibly well needed sleep (where I dreamt about going and partying mind you), I feel refreshed, egergized and sounding like I'm advertising a sports drink of some kind...

*dances around in circles - not of the insane variety*

I finished building my insanely huge canvas for my major peice last night. It's made up of 3 panels, that when put together, form one giant peice that measures 3 x 3.5 metres. I'm gonna make the most of my Art studies, as next year I'll be moving into... wait for it, Criminal Law. It's been something that has always intrigued me for many years, but's been pushed aside into the depths of my mind to let my artistic, creative side through. I think it's had a fair go - and let's be honest, a Visual Arts Degree ain't gonna get me very far. I need to put my thinking-side to good use, and Law is my first and only choice. So yeah - it'll mean a LONG time back at Uni, but I'm looking forward to it.

I'm still comming down from the weekend, slightly. Not from the amount of alcohol I downed in such a short period, but the general atmosphere of the night out. I met quite alot of people, the majority of them being really nice people, that I'm hoping to catch up with again very soon. I found a way to cope with the filtered-through-filtered house music, and even picked up a few, now favorite, toonz along the way. I'm still a Hard Trance/Hard House guy all the way, but sometimes it's good to get out of my comfort zone - which, in doing so, has made me realize that gay nightclubs are actually quite fun, since it's much easier to pick up - no second guessing whether someone likes meat or fish - where convenient.

This is AL comming to you LIVE from... well... home.
xoxox

AL rambled on at 9:32 AM - -


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Monday, August 22, 2005

Monday's & Music

I woke up thismorning and a fear of absolute dread swept over me. It was Monday morning.
Usually, for me, Monday is the day where I have to shrugs off any kind of fun that I had over the previous two days, and get myself back to reality. The songs that had been swimming around in my head have been replaced with my demanding thoughts of what I need to do in terrms of chores and work and study and everything else that ranks below 5 on the fun-o-metre. The socializing and meeting of new people has been replaced with seeing the same old people every day - which doesn't faze me that much as my mates have totally awesome personalities, but it's known that I do thrive on introducing myself to as many people as possible. Now all I have to do is get through this hectic week, with the knowledge that the weekend is only 5 measly days away...


I'm gettin' into some new toonz -
"One Word" by Kelly Ozbourne has become somewhat infectious, and I find myself requesting it at clubs (the remix's of course). I'm not a big fan of her normally, or her idiotic family, but she's managed to pull the rabbit outta the hat with this track. I don't think it was something any of us expected, and if this song sets the tone for her album, then I may just consider buying it.
"Paris to Berlin" by Infernal is my token scene choon for this month. Originally, I heard it on the Wild Nights 3 compilation, and I didn't think that much of it cuz it was a bit too "flambouyantly produced". However, after hearing it at 3am at Peel, with the bass pumped up to the max, whilst surrounded by cute boi's dancin' their rump's off, I've changed my mind. A fun track.
"Only U" by Ashanti is a wicked song to grind to. The backbeat is almost grinding, and very raw, while Ash's vocals are spine-tingling as they weave over the top of this brilliantly cut track. A must for any party actually worth attending.
"We Belong Together" by Mariah Carey is one of those classic "love songs" that seems to have sucked me in big time. Unlike her exceedingly boring first release, she seems to have raised the bar completely, by givin' us some of that old-skool Mariah-style, fused with modern sounds of crunk R'n'B. Very cool.
Rotten Egg of the Month:
Any song released by Eminem. He had his 15 minutes of fame children, now please send him back to his trailer-trash lifestyle where he so OBVIOUSLY belongs.

Catchya!
XOXOX

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Sunday, August 21, 2005

*stumbles around*

I'm still in the city - hungover as FUCK tho...
I spent the majority of ast night dancing my little ass off at The Peel Hotel, with an assortment of gorgeous eye candy. I met up with David, who reminds me of a guy Carrie dated on Sex and the City, and later on got all touchy-feely with a cute guy named Rupert (funky name!), so I had a marvelous time. NOW, however, my feet are feeling like they've been runover by a bus, several times. I always end up going home with some kind of injury or illness. Most of the time, it's a hangover that ranks 9.5 on the Alco-Scale - today, it's blisters on my feet from too much dancing/walking/god knows...
Anyhoo, before I start to ramble on too much, I'll leave you... leave you with the thought of what I might possibly be up to tonight.
Catchya'll - Love AL xoxox

AL rambled on at 2:06 PM - -


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Friday, August 19, 2005

Fri-daze...

I'm in a surprisingly good mood once again. Maybe it has something to do with the fact it's not cold today. Maybe it has something to do with me looking forward to my clubbing adventure tomorrow. Just MAYBE it may have something to do with WHO I am meeting on this clubbing adventure...

AL rambled on at 12:33 PM - -


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Tuesday, August 16, 2005

"A Good Night Out" - Part One

Warning: The following post contains, well, let's just say it contains text of a somewhat pornographic nature. If you're not too keen on this warning, then DON'T read on.


I took another swig of the insanely strong Vodka and Pepsi in my hand. I relcined back on the grassy hill which overlooked the city skyline, and waited. Usually, on a Saturday night, you'd find me inside a dark club, techono music blasting out of massive speakers, which overlook a sea of people dancing hypnotically with glowsticks. However, tonight, I'd chosen to break into the Royal Botanical Gardens with a close friend, and have a private drink together. It was one of my more spontaneous random ideas.
Justin came trudging down the hill. He sat beside me and we raised our glasses.
"To good mates, good sex, and a good night out", Justin toasted.
I had to admit, he looked absolutely gorgeous. I placed my hand on his thigh, as he slugged his arm around my waist.

We talked about tons of random stuff, but the majority of our conversation revolved around telling eachother of our sexual adventures. I started getting hard, and I didn't know how long I could last before I literally jumped the guy. I stood up to stretch my legs, and noticed my hard-on was visible, even through my baggy jeans. At that momment, I felt Justin's hands creep around my waist, and his cock pressing against my ass. I tilted my head back, and nuzzled it into his neck. He pulled me closer, and I turned around.

Pulling his sexy body towards me, I pressed my lips against his. My hand smoothed it's way around the base of his neck, as our groins bumped and rubbbed against each other. I felt my knees starting to collapse from excitement, so we knelt on the soft grass, with Justin straddling my waist, still entwined in our passionate kiss. I grabbed at his slender waist underneath his shirt, and rubbed my hand gently up his soft stomach. His skin was warm, yet Justin was trembling with anticipation of what I was to do next. He started to unbutton his shirt, but I made a reach for it and pulled it over his head in one go, eager to get my hands allover him. I pulled away from his tantalizing lips, and started to slowly drag my tongue down his neck, stopping only occasionally for a quick, playful bite, towards his erect nipples. He moaned as I flicked the tips of my tongue over them lightly, as I felt his hand now on the back of my head, guiding it down his torso. I ran my moist tongue into the groove of his bellybutton, my fingertips teasing him as I played with the waistline of his jeans. I couldn't hold off any longer.

He peeled off me completely, and sat on his knees infront of me, slowly undoing the button on his jeans. I leant forward, and tugged down his fly with my teeth. I could feel the heat from his thickening rod radiating on my face.
God this boy is hot, I thought, pulling his jeans down. I ran my fingertips over his cock, bulging through the thin white fabric of his jocks. I ran my lips over the outline of his balls, as I hungrily eased the waistband of his jocks down - his huge thick dick slapping my on my cheek. I reached my hands behind him, one on his lower back, the other gently massaging his smooth round ass cheeks. Pushing on his back, this thick rod, now smearing pre-cum allover my cheek, popped between my lips.
"Fuck yeah", hissed Justin, "Suck on that cock".
His dirty talk caused my own dick to throb in my pants. Slowly, I engulfed inch after inch of his pulsating tool between my lips, until my nose was buried in his soft pubes. I left it there for a few seconds, Justin buried to the hilt in my throat. Then, without warning, I pulled back up his shaft, rolling my tongue bolt over his cock head. I picked up a slow and staeady rythym, cupping his balls in one hand, the other cheekily teasing his ass hole, inserting a finger up there, causing his cock to swell even more. He started breathing heavily, as I joyously sucked on his pole, finger fucking him furiously.
"I'm gonna cum", said Justin, heaving.
I pulled my mouth off his stiff cock, moving my way back up to his sensitive nipples, my fingers still sliding in and out of his hole gently.

Meanwhile, I felt like I was gonna shoot my load at any momment. I pulled my t-shirt over my head, and my pants down, wrapping my hand around my throbbing tool and squeezing it gently. I was shivering, though not from coldness. I was the horniest I'd ever been, and looking forward to what was comming next.
Justn put his lips to mine once more, as he pushed me onto my back, our hands rubbing all over one another, and my cock grinding against his. I grabbed his ass, pulling his pelvis against mine. He took hold of my dick and started jacking me off. I wasn't ready to cum just yet.

"Hang on babe", I moaned.
He glanced at me with curiousity, awaiting an answer, but I just grinned back. I gave him a quick peck on the lips, and then trailed down his neck, planting soft kisses over his chest and down his stomach. Lifting his legs up, I placed my entire mouth over his swollen balls, and blew on them softly. I tickled his ass with my fingertips, my tongue now rolling over his balls, taking turns to suck on each of them, as I slowly make my way towards his ass. I stretch it open with my thumbs and kiss it. My lips dragging over his moist fuck-hole, I slip my tongue in as deep as it will go. My face was buried in his ass, as I thrusted my tongue in and out furiously. Justin was almost screaming in exstacy as I tongue fucked his butt for all I was worth. When I'd tasted my fill of his sweet ass juice, I pulled away, and placed my thick pole at the entrance of his hole.
I slowly pushed forward, and my cock head popped in, making him gasp. I made my way in gently, making sure he felt every inch of my dick fill his deep cavity. Once fully in, I reached down and started to stroke his quivering cock lightly. I pull my dick nearly free of his ass, and then quickly thrust it back in. With my hands holding onto his calves, his ankles now resting over my shoulders, I started drilling his hole with my stiff pole, my cock head brushing repeatedly over his prostate, making him grunt and moan in pleasure. I quickened my pace, pumping him without mercy. I watched as my cock slid in and out of his beautiful tight ass, as I grabbed his dick and started beating him off like a jackhammer.

"I'm...gonna...blow!", exclaimed Justin, as his ass started to spasm. His first shot hit me directly on the chest. I re-aimed his cock, and he started to shoot his thick salty cream allover my face and neck. I kept fucking him as he drenched me in his juice. He was moaning loudly, and I didn't care if anyone heard. I wanted the world to know how much he was getting his rocks off. It was too much for me to bear though, as I felt my own cock twitch, as I started to fill his ass with cum. I pulled out of his hole quickly, grasped my dick, and exploded allover Justin's chest. Spirt after spurt of my hot white cream plastered his body. When I was finally spent, I lay beside him, trailing my finger through my jizz on his stomach, whilst I licked his juice off my lips. I gazed into his gorgeous eyes, and kissed him, sharing his sweet juice with him.

We lay there for awhile, before cleaning ourselves off, and pulling our clothes back on.
I poured us each another vodka.
"To great sex", I toasted.
"To great sex", replied Justin, grinning from ear to ear.
Little did either of us know that this was only the beginning of a good night out.

To be continued...


AL rambled on at 10:30 PM - -


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Saturday, August 13, 2005

*intermission*

Your Aquarius Drinking Style

Aquarius and drinking don't go together that well (except for water, that is).
You have an innate tendency toward know-it-allism, and if you get an idea while sizzled, you're more stubborn than a stain or a stone.
If you're throwing a party or organizing an outing, however, you're too preoccupied with their duties to get combative -- and you make perfectly charming drunks in that case.

Fortunately, you're usually capital drink-nursers.
You also make the best-designated drivers (if people can get you before you start raising your wrist).
You are fascinated by drunken people and capable of holding interesting conversations with soused strangers while sober.
Your Signature Cocktails
Aquarius is likely to order stuff most people have never heard of: a capirinha, Satan's whiskers, a negroni, an Arthur Tompkins. You like to stump the bartender. This sign rules the color electric blue, and you would be pleased by any tipple featuring blue curacao. You also rule the olive tree, so pour the juice into that dirty martini.
Your Celebrity Drinking Buddies
Paris Hilton, Jennifer Aniston, Ellen DeGeneres, Dr. Dre, Ashton Kutcher, Christina Ricci, Justin Timberlake, and Elijah Wood.

What's Your Alcohoroscope?

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Thursday, August 04, 2005

!~*~!~*~! Ummm !~*~!~*~!

Have you ever met somebody, whom you may become great friends with, or you may never see again in your life, yet you think about them atleast once every day?

I dunno why, but I feel offended and pushed away by someone close to me, over a situation of which I had no control over. I can't explain it too much without giving anything away, as I'm not sure whether anyone involved would read this. I have a tendency to look into certain situations a bit too much sometimes - I let things get to me personally when I know that's not how they were intended. To sum up my ramlbings, damn I feel fucking unnattractive at the moment :'-(

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Monday, August 01, 2005

Doh!

I'm going Greek - not literally, but I've noticed how awesomely cute Greek guys are. I spent my weekend hanging around one. It's becoming unbearable to be with someone (who'd I class as SO HOT and SO KNOWS what he's doing in bed) and then get introduced to 5 of his mates, 3 of them being... you guessed it - hot Greek guys. Ontop of that, 2 of THEM flirt with me. Ah dilemma's dilemma's. Now, the guy that I fucked, he really likes me, and I REALLY like him. We've arranged to meet up next weekend, and I think he wants us to become a "regular thing" and possibly dating. However, every time his mates were around I couldn't help wanting to pounce on the other 2 that so OBVIOUSLY flirted with me, by asking questions like "How big is your dick?"... because they too, are fucking hot as hell. Am I torturing myself? What should I do? Try and retain a relationship that hasn't even evolved to that actual stage yet, even though I really want to have him as my "Bitch"? Or give into my extremely high sex drive and try and get the other two into a threesome, which would be fucking awesome?

AL rambled on at 4:18 PM - -


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