(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.

Sunday, October 08, 2006

Just so you know, I'm not dead yet.

So, I made the trip ok, thanks to copious amounts of alcohol at the airports.

The trip so far has been fun and entertaining. Jason and I have spent some time just catching up and meeting some of his friends here who are equally as fun to be around as he is.

Right now, nothing much to report because, I am indeed on vacation and I really am not running on a schedule of any kind. I called Alex earlier and talked to him and Megan which was good. I miss seeing them and can't wait for them to come back home.

Other than that, nothing else to talk about. Well, there was the fact that I was extremely jet lagged and also under a general cloud of fogginess due to severe lack of sleep, but I was just too excited about going to Seattle the last day or so that I couldn't sleep. Plus the running around and getting the last minute things that needed to be done did nothing to help my state of confusion when I got here. So, while I did meet his friends, I don't remember any of the names, except for Joseph who came back to Jason's place with us and was highly entertaining in his own right, and Lucas who had a little birthday celebration at the place we ate at last night after getting off the plane.

Since I was low on sleep, I expect I was pretty strange to most of Jason's friends and I couldn't help making a few odd comments here and there just because they were floating around in my head and my filter had already gone to bed, or it was still somewhere in Montana trying to catch up. I feel more like myself now that I've gotten to watch a few football games (both games I didn't care about since the Colts game wasn't able to be seen all the way out here, the bastards) so I think tomorrow, I'll be more up to going out and exploring. Lucky for me, I have money for bail should it be needed.

Next post will probably be when I get home. See ya!

2 Comments:

Blogger Meg: said...

You watch football?

You watch football?!

You watch FOOTBALL!?!?

I've known you for HOW many years, and I didn't realize you watch football? How could this be?

4:54 AM  
Blogger Not Your TGM said...

Uh.. Go Colts...

Honestly, it's not something I automatically advertise to people upon meeting them, or otherwise in conversation unless of course, it comes up.

I've been a fan of football long before I met any of the people I am blessed to know today. However, it's just a thing with me that I enjoy. I've never really had much of a favorite team until recently and I've just really loved watching the game because it's one of the few American games where teamwork is an important aspect to it. Jason's staring at me and trying not to laugh. That's ok. He just doesn't get it. ;)

But, yeah, I love me some football.

9:07 PM  

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