February 24, 2008
Rather than me saying I’m bi and then having to gauge if the person is intelligent enough to handle the fact that I say I’m because everyone knows what that means but in reality I’m attracted to people regardless of gender, I now can just use Pansexual.
It’s brilliant. It sums up everything.
Apparently, omnisexual is also used, and anyone who watches Dr. Who or Torchwood knows that Captain Jack is described in the same way, so you know what that means, I’m future-proof. *nerd*
Anyway, it’s a brilliant little word I wanted to share with you all. Yeh, LGBTP!
January 14, 2008
…straight crushes are.
It’s not fair, why am I so screwed-up (yes I’m back to using blogging to whine about my life). Ok so for the longest time I thought I was straight, no surprising as I found members of the opposite gender sexually attractive and have had many a crush (typically on female friends [this point will be important later]) but of course that day came when I felt a certain something for someone of the same gender (also a friend, see where I’m going with this).
I know what you’re thinking, there’s an oblivious answer to this, hang myself, I mean, get gay friends. But seeing as my straight female friends won’t touch me and I don’t know any gay guys with the qualities that attract me to guys in the first place (I find men attractive because they’re manly [and women for their feminine qualities]).
So collectively all this messed-up-ness results in me having rather big crushes on straight male friends. Is there a way of preventing this?
Also add to all this that at least when I was young I had really bad taste in friends, not that I had much selection, so at least I dodged a few bullets, but now through a well developed personality filtration system with strict rules I now have great friends (commence patting yourself on the back all you who have survived this far).
*sigh*
November 12, 2007
That’s it, this semester of Pagan-related activities all but actually done.
Everything’s booked. The posters for the rest of the semester are done and I will print them tomorrow. The website updates are written and waiting for the site to pop them up (I <3 Automation). So now all that has to happen if for the events to happen.
As for college well AI’s end-of-year project has been split into 4 practicals and I’m getting the work done in the lab. I have half of OOP done aswell. So all I have to is weather the rest of the semester out and then study like there’s no tomorrow and sit the exams (1 oral (Henry), 1 3-hour lab (OOP), 5 written). They’re right up till Xmas week so I only get to rest then.
I’ll only take the one week off this year and start back on the 31st. Then all I have to do is get the new T-Shirts ready, get the Library set-up, plan and book events for Re-Freshers’ Week (and Imbolg (it’s booked but no definite plans yet)), I hoping to start a comic strip of Lord Socky (so if you have ideas for stories let me know (no PUTF rip-offs thanks)), plan/book events for the first couple of weeks (Cheryl-Anne don’t forget me) and I have to fix/update/upgrade the website. I should only have to take the 3 weeks for that if I stay in Navan.
Then the real fun starts as I will have both my electives in the second semester. One of which I’m not allowed to do and did they tell me when registration was still open, of course not so I have to change that now. Anyone know of piss-easy electives in the second semester?
September 9, 2007
So anyway, Jay and myself went to Eddie’s and Cineworld last night. He learned how into a movie I get and I learned that he hates anything banana flavoured, or orange or apple (except orange and apple juice).
I made him laugh at one stage.
It’s killing me though that he doesn’t like public displays of affection. We were walking around the outside of the park and all I wanted to do was put my arm around him but i didn’t because I knew he wouldn’t want me to. I just hate the whole “look but don’t touch” thing.
I suppose that’s part of why I don’t want to go official, that and I’m worried that the reason he’s moving so fast is to make it easier for himself when he decides to come out. I’m not saying I think that’s the only reason he’s with me, just it might be why he’s so enthused. The big problem is I’m falling in love with him, I’m trying not to, well at least to slow it down but it’s like god took a check-list from me and landed him here.
Time will tell anyway.
September 8, 2007
He’s just after calling me (Mark, that is). I though that somehow he had read my blog, no, he’s been in Corfu for 4 and a half months.
Anyway, he got back this moring, so maybe with him back in the country, energies will rebalance or something and I’ll go back to normal.
I’m the level-headed one, I’m the one that gives the sound advice, I am not the one to go rushing into anything and getting too emotionally involved to quickly. So why is it that all I can think about is Jay, why is it that I can’t wait to have a free gaff and why is it that my head feels all floaty when I tihnk of him and just want to spend money on him, I’ll tell yo why… it’s Mark.
After years of friendship is inablity to think straight when he’s interested in some one has rubbed-off on me.
I still think I can get the smaell of him off me (Jay, not Mark). God-damn-it, that’s the kind of thing I’m talking about. We’ve been on two dates, why in the hell is he all I can think about and it’s not like all sex fantasies, that I could deal with, no, it’s things like wanting to just laze in the sun together, I want him to be there when I get my next tattoo, he just told me he snores, I want him to wake me up with his snoring (how mad is that?).
Somebody has to help me, I learn long ago to keep people at arms length till I could trust them, why am I not doing it now?
What happened to Ryan, the guy who want’s everything done right, I should be panicing about Freshers’, not making goo-goo eyes with some lovely, young, sanger, metal-head, who’s an awesome kisser and has this great little butt (even if he doesn’t think so) and there I go again, totally off point.
GAH! Someone help me here!
Jason txt me on Thursday asking if I wanted to a late lunch. And we did, there was a short stay in the park (during which I was begging any deity that would listen that he would get over his public-display-of-affection problem and kiss me right there right then [hell, take again' the f**king tree]). Then a short walk around town, during which it was implied by him in a very round about way that we could go back to mine and we ended up there and that’s all you’re getting, I’ll just sum it up with the word… wow!
Also, I am the King of Cheese, cheesy sex jokes and chat-up lines.
September 5, 2007
So, my first date, and it being me it went on for 8 hours (anyone who knows the Waterford story will get that). Anywho I met Jason (Jay) online and spent many nights chatting on msn till three in the morning and said we should meet-up. So we meet outside Stephen’s Green and we we’re just going to have lunch, so we went to the park and chatted and then started wandering around town and eventually it was 22.30.
He’s a metal-head, but he’s got such a sanger accent (I love it). He’s got the cutest smile. It’s great we love and more importaintly hate all the same things (Emos, Metalica, all sorts of stuff). And he’s Wiccan. And he has blue eyes. The only problem is we’re both shy. We both waffle when we’re nervious so we didn’t really say anything for ages, but he relaxed and I don’t know, I really think I like him.
There’s plans for a second. Somewhere more comfortable.
Oh my god, Abey met us and totally sussed us out (you know, in between grips about YPDs).
August 30, 2007
Got back from a 5 day stay in London on Monday night. Went to see WICKED. It was amazing, everyone must see it. Also saw Phantom and Avenue Q (yes, I saw “The Internet is for Porn” performed live) and did tourist-y things, too much to write all about.
And just so everyone knows I’m living on Temple Bar now. Moving in on Saturday. And it’s just before Fringe. Need job too.
And I’ve applied for my first loan.
August 3, 2007
*Head spins round completely, room bursts into flames, projectile vomit, speaking in tongues*
For those of you who haven’t guessed, I did not get on campus.