Written on: Sunday, June 25th, 2000 @ 2:38 AM PST
Posted on: Sunday, June 25th, 2000 @ 10:40 PM PST

I worked from 2:30-9:30 today. I didn't really think I was going to go out tonight, but it looks like it happened anyway.

Maggie suggested that we go downtown. We didn't really know what to do, but Maggie, Pete (her boyfriend), Debbie (of the imfamous hair incident) and I went anyway. We walked around for a couple of hours, in the more "exciting" (read: gay) parts of the city. It was really uneventful for the first little while, Debbie and I got ice cream (Maggie and Pete made out.. eww.. straight people ;) and picked apart peoples fashion choices for a while, and looked for cute guys..

After we left the ice cream place, we decided to head back to the car.. This is where things get interesting...

On the way back to the car, we walked past this really cute guy. I probably looked over at him, I don't actually know if I did or not. Anyway, a minute or two later I looked behind us, and he was following us. I didn't really pay much attention to it, cuz the area was busy. A minute or two later, we stoped and look at the display at a porn store (don't ask), and the guy walked past us. We turn to start walking and there he was, standing right in front of me. He asks us (he was looking at me) if we know anywhere good to go downtown. He said he was new to the city and that he heard that Granville street (which was the way we were headed) was pretty straight.. (not that I didn't know he was gay..) That was it.. I went completely moronic and barely made out a coherant sentence. The guy was fuckin' HOT, quite easily one of the hottest guys I've ever seen.. Maggie kept trying to push me forward.. I think she wants me to get laid more than I do.. Anyway.. we gave him directions, and then we sadly (for me) parted ways. If nothing else, it was an ego boost, and it couldn't have come at a better time, cuz I've been down a bit about that job.

Take that moment, where I felt really good about myself and about being gay, and contrast it with what happened maybe 25 minutes later..

We're on our way home (Maggie coerced me [it didn't take much] to drive back down the street to see if we could find that guy so I could get his number.. oh shit up! He was hot!) and we're driving through the gay area, when we see a gay couple walking down the street. We're stopped at a stop light and right next to us are three guys in an SUV. The guy in the passenger seat made some rather rude comments (which I will not repeat on my webpage!) out the window at the couple. Had my friends not been in the car, I probably would have shot my mouth off, or started crying.. as it was, I was tearing up. It was such a rude, mean, FUCKED UP thing to do.. I was REALLY mad. I went from feeling good about the gay thing to feeling really crummy. I know I shouldn't let it bother me, but I'm sorry, that could have been me and that hot guy getting made fun of. That just hurts. Fuck.. I'm tearing up just recounting it.

I dropped everyone off at home, and then drove around for an hour and a bit to clear my mind, because I didn't want to go home feeling like shit..

So that was my night..

Wednesday, June 28th, 2000 @ 3:14 AM PST

I got a nasty e-mail yesterday night and wasn't sure what to do with it.. I decided to post excerpts from it here..

so yur parents dont know yur a gayfaggotqueer?y'know i hope they never accept you infact it is my wish that they give you a good ass kicking.maybe they dropped you on yur head when you were born i dont know.i do know that you r 1 sick little cock sucker...

...i dont care how many faggots like yurselves r out there.its just the faggots vs. the heteros and we will always rule.now u have a nice day now...i know iwill.

THAT is actually how it came to me.. spelling errors, grammatical errors, stupidity and all.. Pretty childish if you ask me..

I'm not gonna bother with a responce, because this person really isn't deserving of one on here since she got one in her e-mail..

Feel free to e-mail her at: bfarrow_74434@yahoo.com

OK.. something a little happier.. :)

I'm going to Las Vegas in a few weeks.. I leave on the 16th and I come back on the 20th.. I can't wait. I haven't been on vacation in a LONG time.. It's one of those crappy family things, but I don't actually care.. I am just looking forward to getting away from Vancouver for a while..

Quinn.. don't worry.. I WILL come back.. ;) Yer so cute! <LOL> Worried that you'd never get to talk to me again.. <smile>

I was at Costco on Sunday with my dad and his girlfriend.. We got to the checkout counter and I had JUST picked out a pair of pants (sometimes Costco has good clothes.. shut up!).. Anyway, we also had a bottle of Javex bleech with us.. and apparently there was a pin prick in the bottle because it got all over my pants (the ones I was wearing as well as the ones I had JUST bought). So Costco owes me 2 new pairs of pants now.. <laugh> I'm actually glad, because the ones I was wearing were a pair I didn't particularly like..

Amusing anecdote anyone? :)

See ya'll later..