What a wild week so far. The partying has been absolutely intense these past few weeks actually, and this weekend was no different. Ever since my older brother decided to move back in to our house (with his girlfriend who is my age no less), I've been doing my best to be out and about as much as possible. This of course has led me to be start smoking out a lot more than usual, and I've been either dancing the night away or having random late night conversations with bondage people. Today was the first day in almost two weeks that I am staying home, much less arriving around 5 am.
One of my good friends has been pushing me to join in on her whole BDSM lifestyle parties and all. So I finally decided to go with her to one of the groups "vanilla" parties, which I guess means its just planning the next group parties and having dinner and being their normal selves. They seem like a great bunch and now that I know they are "human", as Sarah puts it, I'm actually kind of excited to check out the next event. Perverted Prom sounds like it will be good clean fun. I don't think I'll be getting into any real action there, at least not yet, but it will be interesting to see how it all goes down.
Speaking of going down, the drama continues as our dear friend Haaaiiisoos is playing his game. I'm not one to give away secrets but I'm doing my best to steer people in the right direction. It shouldn't take to long for people to start smelling the piles of bullshit homeboy sets himself up in. It goes to show that for most people, they really reap what they sow. It just is a bummer that some quality people are getting caught up in his game. Awww and he tried so hard to convince me that he still has a soul.
Gracie has left to Wyoming officially, and we sent her off in major style by partying the night away at Club Neon in little Tokyo. The scene here has really grown and the night was off the chain. From meeting a cute little Hawaiian boy to hanging out with a random "Oh so Los Angeles" crowd, making friends with a missionary and his peace pipe then enjoying some amazing tacos. The music was incredible, the random lesbian ladies always know how to party and they always gravitate to us when we go there. Had a good time with a senorita named Alex who apparently is only a faux lesbian so she can party in peace, (this did not stop her from trying her fun with me), and of course the drinks were great. I can't wait to see my friend back to make sure we party it even harder throughout the end of summer. I think the only thing that could have made it better was if a certain someone was there with me, but alas, we can't have everything can we? I think I might need to get over this, because if it continues to go nowhere and I continue to crush this hard I'm going to end up a depressed old fag living in Palmdale with my two dogs.
PS did I tell you about the old queens we made friends with? THEY FUCKING RULE! more on them later.