Thursday, February 24, 2005
gay sex eluded me last night. the amount of scotch in my system may have been a factor. though i was getting some crazy offers. i was in a bar having a hairy chest contest, and wanted to enter (i can count how many hairs i have) but instead they had me be something of a judge. i got to feel each chest and describe it. certainly more fun then showing my hairless wonder. though mind you, 2 weeks of mexico and yesterday i did time at the electronic beach and then had some extra colour sprayed, this amounts to a nice chest.
later in the evening, after more alcohol had been assumed (yes he started mixing drinks) i got into something of a bar brawl. sure i may have started it. i removed this guy's paws from off of me. why i don't know, he was cute as a button. he didn't like the refusal and it escalated into a out and out fight. tables and chairs were moved. shouts of 'loser gets to be bitch'. you'd think i would have thrown the match at that point but no. i have at least one bruise to show for it and aches like an old man.
even later, at a booze can, a person who has always been on the peripheral of my life approached me and started inquiring about my ex. told me how he had been seeing him for 2 years but didn't like the 'rough sex'. those 2 years would have been when we were living together. at that point i'd had enough. 2 bar brawls a night is 2 too many.
the ex was by today to drop off some birthday cheer. we had a good long talk. still he chooses to lie to me instead of fessing up. i dropped the conversation at his first denial. it's not my concern anymore. though he would not let it go, wanted to know what i knew and how.
still only taking small sips of water.
8:34 PM
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