If you think I’m the gayest gay that ever gayed in mankind, wait until you see the gayest gay that gayed in a video. A friend from Vienna emailed me a link and trust me, it pretty much made my day. Click here to play the video.
Evgenia sorta looks like that guy. Except he’s 32, had light stubble, bigger arms/chest and eyeglasses.
(BTW, thanks for the butter tip; I got the ring off my finger!)
I’m in Pain
I decided to stay in last night. I slept at around 10PM, got up at 4AM (which is 2 hours ago).
Thing is, when I got up, one of my fingers hurt like hell. I looked at it and thought, "shit, it’s the fucking ring"
I tried to take the ring off and I couldn’t. The finger got swollen throughout the night.
I hate it when this happens.
I mean, it’s a cheapo ring.
I don’t want this ring to be stucked on my finger for the rest of my life. For god’s sake, It’s not even fuckin cubic zirconia.
Had it been a US$2.5 million Graff ring, hell I wouldn’t sit here and complain.
But it’s a US$3 ring that I got from Hong Kong.
Help me. Please.
I tried to do all sorts of stuff – I relaxed, put some lotion on my finger, etc etc etc. Nothing worked!
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Bryan the Lap Dog
From now on, I’m going to sit on people’s laps like a cheap hooker. That’s my new thing of the moment.
Nataly invited me to her gay best friend’s (Alex/Alexey) birthday dinner yesterday and boy I had so much fun. I mean, it’s not really common for somebody from the Philippines get invited to a Russian birthday party. LOL
The birthday boy and moi
The birthday boy and Nataly
It was at this simple and cozy place called "Yolki-Palki", a chain of restaurants offering home-style Russian food.
I had sooo much vodka and booze to the point where my face, my neck and my chest got soo red and flushed. I wasn’t surprised by the amount of vodka everyone had… they pretty much drink vodka like water – this is Russia afterall!
Everyone was warm and friendly. It felt as if I knew them for ages even though I only met them yesterday.
OK, OK… I was being the land of the brown, l’exotique and the natives’ official department of tourism representative. I fed these Russians wonderful stories about my homeland in the deepest, darkest cesspit of the third world. Hopefully some of them will go to the Philippines. Who knows. India and Egypt seems to be a popular destination for Russians because they, too, have this visa-visa-everywhere problem.
Anyway, it really was a nice night without pretense. No talk of material things, fashion, luxury, wealth etc.
After last night, shit, I realized that it’s actually so much fun to be in the real world living the simple life.
But for now, I need to cure my hangover, file my nails and take my anti-anxiety pills.
P.S. Just a reminder: December 1, 2005 is the First International Armpit Hair Shaving Day. Read more about it here. Please email me, email@example.com, a picture of your face and your hair-free pits. The best picture will win an award – a vintage double dildo with dog excrement skid marks.
Why go to the Moscow Zoo when you’ve got a myriad of animals here in my room.
I got like 2 fox scarves today… it’s a shame they didn’t sell them with heads like in China.
I think they’d look GLAMOROUS with a brooch.
More updates later.