Everything happens for a reason... just go with it...

I have the sudden urge to write, I guess since I have nothing else to do so here I go... sorry if I ramble too much:

For those of you who knew I was going to Six Flags let me tell you what happened: That night we got caught in 4 different riots that broke out in the park, one that almost got Sam seriously injured. Just know that everyone is ok. They were arresting people buy the bus load. No joke, there were 2 busses they were filling with people they had arrested by the time we got out of the park. 1 of my other friends who was with us that night has taken the responsibility of holding Six Flags accountable for what happened that night. I think we will be able to get season passes for the 4 of us that were there for free for what happened. We'll see...

The business is going well. Slow, but well. We're bringing in cash every day and we already have a big delivery set for next week. Things are definately comming along well.

As for the holidays... lots and lots of Sam and Jess time. This is the first Thanksgiving and Christmas we will spend together. I was supposed to go see my mom but that didnt go so well. I sent her an email telling her about our business and about how she needs to accept that I'm gay and that Sam is apart of my life and that we want to get married and well... that didnt go so well...
She proceeded to inform me that, " I will not be attending the 'rite' you might be arranging. I will not be attending or condoning these actions." She also told me, "You are not emotionally old-enough to marry anyone. You are not adult-enough to run you own life and face life's tough stuff therefore you are not mature-enough to make an illegal or immoral commitment to someone else." Combined with comments like,"And, oh yeah, if "WE" don't talk about this "part" of your life - that's your fault - NOT MINE. The phone line works both ways. So which one of you is the boy? Or do you take turns? Which one of you is the adult? Someone needs to be an adult.." and, "sounds like you are selling and transporting HAZARDOUS materials. There are federal regulations about the handling of chemicals and hazardous materials and their transportation - over state lands and in private vehicles...I don't think you'd do well with jail time." (considering all I am tansporting are the same things she would use to clean her bathroom, kitchen and house) didnt sit very well with me and I DIDNT GO!!!

Thats the biggest part of things going on here. The business and my mom stressing the shit out of me take up most of my time. Thanks for anyone who read this far. I just needed to ramble and get some shit off my chest.



My clubs:



My real life friends:



Deviants I want to meet:



Some thoughts to ponder:

If homosexuality is a disease, let's all call in queer to work: "Hello. Can't work today, still queer."

The Bible contains six admonishments to homosexuals and 362 admonishments to heterosexuals. That doesn't mean that God doesn't love heterosexuals. It's just that they need more supervision."