(Not Your) Typical Gay Man

Call me a fag and I'll call you a stain on the concrete.

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Hi, my name is Jon. I live in the middle of Illinois and work a third shift job, that, unlike most other people in the world, I love. However, due to this, my personal life is somewhat limited. But, you have to make some sacrifices in this life. In my blog, I'll explain a lot more about who I am and what I'm about and why I'm not your Typical Gay Man.

Thursday, March 16, 2006

List of things I'm going to do when I get my Insurance Settlement

1. Count it and make sure all $70,000 + is there
2. Pay off all my debts
3. Get a new car and a matching cell phone
4. Get a new computer
5. Enjoy a REAL vacation
6. Buy a new bed
7. Invest, invest, invest
8. Put the rest away and try to forget it's there

Monday, March 13, 2006

A case of necessity

Well, I finally kicked stalker boy to the curb.

Reason?

Well, he was more or less annoying (oh, yeah. covered that) andfor the most part, I was able to brush him off. That is until last night when he decided to CALL MY MOTHER last night, waking her up and causing a severe shift in the delicate balance of the universe.

So, as much as I clawed and groped for a way to let him down lightly, I eventually just had to say, "Look, it ain't happenin" out of a sense of self-preservation.

On with life.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

A dilemma of sorts

Hypothetical situation:

Say you go out on a date with someone, you have an OK time with them, you talk and at the end of the date you come to the conclussion that there's no real spark there and a second date would just drag things on. What if, on top of that, the person you went out on the date with is calling constantly bordering on stalking?

How do you fix this problem and make the offending person go away?

Just wondering. This is all hypothetical.