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God being off of work I don't write much anymore. I actually don't get on the computer too often either. About once a week now if that. Anyway, the back is doing better. We all (Cheri, Missy, Michael, and I) went to my Aunt Velma's Pool Party today. The weather sucked but thank god that my aunt's pool is heated. They had the water up to 90 degrees. It was absolutely fabulous. The food was good. Michael of course looked hot as hell in the Abercrombie shorts he bought yesterday. Cheri was sizzling in her new white bikini that I had her buy. Missy was whoa in her two piece. Missy has a great body. Anyway, other than the party I've done much of nothing but get more tests done. I found out I don't have HIV. Not that there is any reason for me to have it anyway. We went shopping yesterday at Dulles. Faboo!! But anywho, I'm off to watch Deep Blue Sea for the 100th time.

Oh and I saw The Day After Tomorrow. I would recommend to see it for the CGI but not for the story. Oh and I ate at Ruby's that night and had fish. I have met my 2 servings of fish for the year. Yay me!!

Some please tell me

What the hell is wrong with me. I went and had all that testing done last week and I haven't heard anything yet. I went for a walk yesterday along the river and now my back is shot. I feel like my back wants to completely burst out of my skin. I look a mess too. I haven't shaved in like a week. I am however, looking for another job. I'm hoping that I get hired on soon somewhere else and that my health improves. I have a party to go to this weekend at my Aunt Velma's. Michael and Cheri and Missy are coming so I'm excited. I just hope my back gets to feeling better so that I can enjoy this weekend, if not I will be totally disappointed.

Aside from sleeping and getting tests done I haven't done much of anything. I don't eat much. I don't do much of anything. Hey I just said that didn't I? Anyway, I'm going to try to get something to eat and lay down for a little while. I hope that my back stops hurting soon.

I hope that everyone else out there is doing fine. Sending lots of love...

Paul

Lazy Daze

So I have managed to see a doctor or have a test done every day this week. Monday was acupuncture, Tuesday was blood work, Wednesday was a bone scan. Today is the first day that I haven't been to a doctor's appointment. I was in a daze for most of today because I felt like I should be somewhere but I had nowhere to go. My left arm looks like I have been shoting heroin because of all the needles I have been poked with. I officially have track marks without ever running track or getting high off that which would give you tracks. I was radioactive yesterday though when dye or something was shot in my to go through my bones for the scan. I should have been dressed in one of those space suits or something. I was afraid my cellphone would ignite me or something being all radioactive and all. But, nothing happened. It just made me pee a lot. Other than that I am waiting to hear about my disability which has me freaking out because I do need money and I need time to get my immune system back in check.

Please let things work out so I get time off to get this done and get the money for the time I am off from work. If not I will be living in a cardboard box. I just don't know how I'm going to afford to buy the boxes for the house or the garage I'll need for my car. And I'm so not into brown...I'm thinking red boxes...with black paper curtains.

That's right...I have too much time on my hands. Night everyone.

Good Morning

As of 5:30am I went to bed this morning. As of 7:11am I was up and headed to Winchester, VA. Now I am on my way to get my blood tests done. Yay me. No sleep. No food or drink. And now I'll be minus blood. Yay me again!!

Feet of Stone

Last night I headed out to Baltimore to see my Aunt Velma and help her make a diaper cake that is actually made with diapers and baby stuff. Also we were making shower favors. I love making chocolate. So I have redeemed my "doing of something stereotypically gay" card for the month.

Anyway on my way home I got a damn speeding ticket. I was clocked going 87 in a 65. But I was clocked 2421.3 ft away from the actual cop car. What the fuck? Anyway, I have to go to court to try to fight the damn thing. It is a $275 fine and 5 points. I hope that points don't transfer from Maryland to West Virginia if they don't let me out of the ticket. I am buying a radar/laser detector.

I am feeling much better. My mouth is still a little sore but that did not stop me from going to Rockville to China Canteen to get Shrimp Chow Foon...yummy indeed. I spent almost $40 at the Asian Market. I am falling in love with that place. I bought guava juice, herb green tea, milk tea, some flowery tea, roasted duck (for my father), chopsticks, chow foon, Taiwanese candy and cookies, tea eggs, and some other things I can't think of but all in all I'm set for a while.

Other than making a diaper cake, chocolates, getting a speeding ticket, and eating/shopping asian style nothing has changed.

Oh...and...um...I'm going to write soon about what happened in the Blazer last Saturday night. Let's just say it will take some courage to spill the beans on who was involved...I was there, Cheri was there, Michael was there, and another guy was there. Out of the four two couldn't believe what they saw before them and the other two had fun. What type of fun you will just have to wait to find out.

Lata people.

Dull As Tombs

I have been confined to the house for about five days now. I can guarantee I haven't smoked a pack of cigarettes this week. I can also guarantee that this will probably drive me insane if I don't get out. I am feeling better. I have all my energy back and feel like the old Paul. I am just waiting for something else to happen is all. So tonight I may take in a movie or something of that nature just to get out of this thing I call home.

My only complaint is that my lips are still chapped and I have ulcers on my tongue still. They hurt worse then the time I tripped over my own foot and busted my chin open. And yes I'm exaggerating...but I did trip and bust my chin.

Other than watching television and DVD's I am bored. And if you know me you know that I'm always up for watching a movie even if I have seen it 500 times. However, my collection of around 800 DVD's and VHS's is so not appeasing me. And the fact that MTV manages to repeat every episode of every show they have ever aired is a little annoying. Match that with the same babble being broadcasted on CNN and you feel like you are in a bad episode of Quantum Leap except you leap and a continuous circle.

I think I may break out the flowers and make a new arrangement. I haven't done anything stereotypically gay in a while.

P.S. Did I mention what happened in the backseat of my Blazer on the way back from club Cobalt last Saturday?

I got bored...if you have a minute

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The Next Best Thing

P.S. I'm feeling a little better. But I have managed to lose 9 pounds. Yay me.

Howdy People

So it has been a long time since I have written. Much has changed.

Cheri and I took Michael out Saturday for his birthday to a club called Cobalt. Good times were had. Michael almost cried when we gave him his Louis Vuitton wallet. The night was a complete success.

More importantly, my immune system has crashed again. I have picked up some type of virus. The only thing I know is that my mouth is on fire because of the virus. I have all kinds of swelling and ulcers on my tongue. Yay me. I have to take a leave from work to try to get my immune system back in check. It hasn't been the same since I have had back surgery. They want to test me for HIV and all the other kinds of bullshit I know is impossible for me to have. I had a sonogram on my gall bladder today because it may be defective. Who knows? I have to have all kinds of blood work done. I'm not feeling very well. Today is the first day I have gotten out of bed since Monday and that was only because I was forced to. I am constantly tired now. I don't eat. And blah blah blah. Basically, I feel like shit ran over. I'm going on disability from work for about three months. Life at the moment pretty much sucks. But hopefully it will get better. That is if I can ever get my immune system back again. Without that I'm pretty much done. I have some other things to write about but I really don't have the energy to at this point but I thought I would just keep everyone posted on my sorry ass.

Hope everyone is doing well.

Three Questions

I'm getting this from Shamus, who got this from Patrick who got this from Dorothy, who got this from Joe, who got it from someone else (I'm not researching any further than Joe...but feel free to take off where I left off. Let me know and I will post the links back to the creator of this idea.

3 Questions


I want everyone and anyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want and I will truthfully answer it. Then, I want you to go to your blog, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.

Jesus Christ I can't wait to see what this brings.

Anywho, Little Miss Vengence as Shamus has so politely titled me had a boring and I mean a "could someone please hand me a sharpened knife or rope so that I can end this day" day. Oh but wait what did Jerry ask this morning?

Jerry: So how is life Paul?
Paul: Up until now it has been pretty fabulous and I just now asked myself if I could trade it in for another one.

Is this man an absolute idiot. He laughs and tells me that I only get one and to make the most of it. Hello...I said up until now...that means when you entered it it was shot to shit. Being a bitch is such a total blast but when your supervisor is so oblivious to things you question your own ability to be a bitch. I feel like I should change my name to Anya from Buffy the Vampire Slayer because she was a vengence demon....well on men anyway. And Jerry is a man or he is the ugliest most prettyful monster. What will tomorrow bring? Hopefully, a Mercedes full of hot guys wanting to worship me. But I am not going to hold my breath.

I wore killer shoes today people. The type of shoes that make me 6" tall and I'm only 5'10". Compliments were given throughout the day on how fabulous they are. Needless to say those comments didn't help when I tripped on the carpet and fell because the bitches weigh like 3 pounds each. Damn fashion...no that is blasphemy...damn the carpet I tripped on.

More importantly, Shamus I wouldn't mind you working over me it would just depend on what you were doing. *wink*

Back in the habit

And no I don't mean I'm trying to become a nun again. Today at work I had the most uplifting and positive thought. I am going to reclaim my Queen/Queer Bitch tiara back. You see my supervisor Jerry a.k.a. Peppy LaPew (due to the skunky hair) has it out for me. I think it may be because he asked me what kind of person I was and I told him honest. He then said "Well since you are an honest person do you think there is something I could change about myself to become more positive in our team." I told him:

"I'm glad you asked that Jerry. I think you could change your attitude. You may be a supervisor but you walk no higher than us (referring to my coworkers). You talk no better than us. And yes Jerry I know for a fact that my vocabulary is more advanced than yours. Yet you still walk around this building thinking you are better than us. Just because we are under you doesn't mean that you can tread on us. If you think that we are afraid to yell back you are wrong. So come down off your high horse and let us know that you walk with us not against us."

So now I know he is plotting my demise. Bastard. What he should be plotting is a fucking opportunity to get his hair colored. Anyway, that is beside the point. My point is: I'm going to be a bigger bitch than his wife. I don't kill people with kindness because I'm not kind. I am a manipulative, heartless bastard who owns up to the middle name Vengence. Actually I'm fuckin with ya. I'm a sweetheart. Really.

But anyway, the first thing I did this morning was not answer his question. He repeated himself about 4 times and then I turned around and said "Oh I didn't have anything to say. Why did you keep asking me the same question?" And then when he asked why I didn't have any member contact yesterday I said "Because I didn't. The paper answers all of your questions. It's there in black and white Jerry or do you need me to highlight it?" He thought it was a joke and started laughing. I looked at him and made a phonecall.

So yeah it is so much fun at work now. I can't wait to go in tomorrow.

Smitten Kitten

So Saturday was a blast. Michael and I spent 5 hours shopping. We bought some killer powfits(if you don't know don't ask) and then headed to see Godsend. I was quite impressed with the movie. Actually, being the pussy that I am anything that has a possessed child in it pretty much scares the living hell out of me. After the movie Michael and I headed to DuClaw for dinner. That too was utterly fantabulous. Anyway, this weekend is Michael's birthday. Cheri and I are getting Michael this. I really think he will like it. Plus we will all now have Louis'.

Sunday Cheri and I headed to Rockville to the Asian Market. Let me just tell you I'm in love. I bought Guava Juice, Milk Tea, Tea Eggs, Snow Peas and some desserts. We had ate lunch at the China Canteen earlier. Then we headed to The Promenade to go see Mean Girls. Is it bad that the movie so reminds both of us of ourselves when we were in high school? And I have to say that being a snotty bitch doesn't look that bad on the big screen. I am in love with the damn movie. I am such a girl.

Ralphy has yet to communicate with me. He is online now and not a message has been typed. I miss him so much. And yes I'm still crying about it.

Anyway, I just wanted to give a quick update for you all on why I've neglected you and to remember how fabulous my weekend was years from now. Also, I am really really digging Michael. And the thing is it is making me mad that I'm letting someone effect me this way again.

I just hope the feelings can eventually be returned.

Cravin'

Yesterday I went out to dinner with a few people and something unexpected happened. I couldn't believe it was happening. I was so ashamed. So embarassed. So confused. I knew I was wrong for it.

Confession: I really wanted to order a steak.

No please understand I haven't eaten or craved red meat in a long long time. And to be like "Oh please throw me a steak on and burn it!" Well that just completely floored me. I'm wondering how it is I'm craving a steak and I can't remember what steak tastes like. Hello. What the fuck is up? Needless to say I had sauteed zucchini, a spring mix salad, and cheesecake. And by the time I got finished my 4th margarita it was all a craving of the past. Until I woke up this morning and remember the sin I committed last night.

I'm going to pick Michael up. I'm going shopping. Then to the movies. And what I really wish would be to go back to his room. But I'll settle for a hotel.

Just kidding.