Pox No More, Day 16: Stressed Out Blanket Hugging Freak

I’ve been back at work two days! Just two days and already its like I never left. Well besides the constant badgering of chicken pox jokes!

Like my goat friend would say, BAA!

This evening my sister caught me all bundled up in my blanket on the couch watching Boston Legal…

Sister~ Is something wrong?

AJ~ YES! My whole life is wrong! My clients told me to stay away. My colleagues tease me horrendously! My egg sandwiches weren’t as salty as I would liked and my parents didn’t love me enough when I was 26. Wooooooan! Woooooooaaaaaan!!

Sister~…

Okay maybe I never gave my parents a chance to look into my soul & maybe I could have spent more time tackling the real issues instead of passing off snide remarks.

OR Maybe I shouldn’t have shocked my sister. But I really just wanted to be left alone to watch TV.

I wanna talk to you
The last time we talked Mr. Smith you reduced me to tears
I promise you it wont happen again
Do I attract you?
Do I repulse you with my queasy smile?
Am I too dirty?
Am I too flirty?
Do I like what you like?

I could be wholesome
I could be loathsome
guess I'm a little bit shy
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me without making me try?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie, mmm
I've gone identity mad!

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you walk out the door!
Getting angry doesn't solve anything

How can I help it
How can I help it
How can I help what you think?
Hello my baby
Hello my baby
Putting my life on the brink
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like me
Why don't you like yourself?
Should I bend over?
Should I look older just to be put on your shelf?

I try to be like Grace Kelly
But all her looks were too sad
So I try a little Freddie mmm
I've gone identity mad!

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
walk out the door!

Say what you want to satisfy yourself
But you only want what everybody else says you should want
you want

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
walk out the door!

I could be brown
I could be blue
I could be violet sky
I could be hurtful
I could be purple
I could be anything you like
Gotta be green
Gotta be mean
Gotta be everything more
Why don't you like me?
Why don't you like me?
walk out the door!
uuuuuua
Humphry were leaving
kerchinga!

Mika ~ Grace Kelly

A Pox On Me, Day 10: Crying… Dying… It Rhymes!

Some gay men can be so serious!

Gay Rights For Gays!

Gay Sales At Prada!

No Ugly People Allowed!

But its important not to lose sight of the important things, like having fun! I like to have fun! Planet Unicorn is fun! There are very few things gayer than gay unicorns.




Let’s Cuddle!



I’m Hot!



I’m Wet!

In the year 2117,
an 8 year old gay boy named Shanon found a magic lamp.
He was granted 3 wishes.
The first a fur jacket,
the second a flying car
& the third was a planet full of unicorns.
This is the story of that planet.

A gay boy wished for a planet full of unicorns,
planet unicorn,
unicorn planet…

Give it up for feathers,
Ooooo Cadillac,
And Tom Cruise
Oooo… PLANET UNICORN HEY

The Planet Unicorn Theme Song

A Pox On Me, Day 7: Best Friends Forever, or at least until dinner is over…

The wonderful thing about friendship is that its convenient. Forget all that fluff about how your friends will be there to share your joy, sorrow & truest moments. There are people who seriously thrive on drama & there also those who want a piece of your success. A true test of friendship is when you want someone to be random with!

That’s right! When you want to have a burger at 2am in the morning, when you feel like drunken stargazing, when you feel like poking fun at friends selling love spells in the flea market or when you can’t stand staying at home with chicken pox & just need to get out, that’s when you can count on a true friend.

The best story of randomness I’ve heard recently is from my cousin who went to Genting Highlands (a mountain top casino resort) just to brush her teeth with her friends. They packed their tooth brushes, drove for 2 hours & located one of those lovely fountains where they did dutifully up kept their oral hygiene.

Times like this I miss my goatyest friend. He maybe an evil antagonistic squeaky voiced slab of tough mutton, but we still do some of the most whimsical stuff together. Awkwardness may be an issue but hey, isn’t it always? Nowadays it can feel like we’re strangers, but deep down we know its very comfortable.

Its' been a long time since I've seen your face
But I want you to know, no one ever took your place
And the dream is here but I don't know where
I'm runnin' around, no time to spare

Hey you look like me but you talk like a stranger
It's all goin' deep, deeper than a razor
Closer, out of control
Comin' from a deeper love

It's been a long time since I felt I know you
And all of my words, they just seem too wrong, to you
You're killin' my dream but I don't know why
I'm runnin' around, no time to die

Hey you look like me but you talk like a stranger
It's all goin' deep, deeper than a razor
Closer, out of control
My hearts goin' deeper now

It's been a long trip and I'm willin' to show you
Hey that life it can change, but I'll always know you
You're holdin' the key to the other side
And believe if I was risen, the eyes of a child

mmmm...
Hey you look like me but you talk like a stranger
It's all goin' deep, deeper than a razor
Closer, out of control

Hey you look like me but you talk like a stranger
It's all goin' deep, deeper than a razor
Closer, out of control
My hearts goin' deeper now

Deepsky ft Jes Brieden~ Talk Like Strangers

A Pox On Me, Day 3: Big Shouldered Roll…

Besides continuing with season 2 of Joey, today I decided to dedicate time to cleaning up my blog roll. I didn’t really want to do it partly because of the work involved but mostly because it meant it meant having to remove many dead links which were once represented dear friends. My almost 2 years of blogging have accumulated a fairly long list blogs and I’ve gotten to know interesting lives…

I’ve tried to comment wherever I could still relate to the subject matter but some bloggers have me totally stumped. Everyone’s life journey is different and so much is happening out there. I don’t even know where to begin…

What would you do if you were offered to endorse a product which plain logic would tell you doesn’t work?

How would you deal with the death of a long suffering loved one?

When faced with a poisoned paradise, do you ignore the dangers and just enjoy the beauty or run in fear?

Who do you turn to when you no idea to deal with your problems?

Which is more difficult to find in Singapore, vegetarian food or a decent man?

Where there is smoke, are there always sexy firemen?

When I first started reading blogs, I was inspired. Inspired by the diversity of lives. Enthralled by the play on words. Mesmerized by the language. Charmed by the little/big details men & women were willing to launch into the great unknown that is cyberspace.

“Some of these people can really damn well write,” I thought to myself.

A quick peak into the TV Guide section of the newspapers not so long ago confirmed this for me. “The Datin Diaries” read the bold print. I wonder if the dear Datin ever saw any of the royalties, or, if she even wants them.

To borrow from one of the blogs I can’t bear to remove, but enough about you…

I’ve been meaning to talk about the latest revelation in my life but I haven’t been able to find the fancy words to make it sound grand enough. Maybe it isn’t all that grand after all. Maybe it will sound better simple and straight forward.

I am clueless about what I want from life.

Don’t worry, there isn’t going to be a long whine to follow it, but I just thought it would feel better to get it out there & join the thousands if not millions of people out there who still haven’t a clue.

Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There’s always one reason
To feel not good enough
And it’s hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I’ll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You’re in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

Sarah McLachlan~ Angel

A Pox On Me, Day 2: Still Not Bored…

Its day two of the Pox and my mind has begun to wonder. I recall something from all the genetics textbooks/ trashy vampire novels I read. Something about small pox, a horrible disease similar to chicken pox which killed millions of people in the darker ages. Thanks to the technology of vaccination, we don’t have to worry about small pox, just fucking chicken pox & about a million other diseases which were previously unnamed.

And so I read up on the damn disease & the statistics look cheery! Only 80% of chicken pox related deaths involve adults! And most adults experience very little scaring, simply because they are old (and vain) enough not to scratch. I read this line to the child in my heart a million times hoping he would stop pick away at my blister riddled scalp, but he quippily replied “Its not like your ever gonna shave your fucking head!”

Well I’d like to keep my options open! What if one day I wanna do the mardi gras parade or sHalloween as Slutboy?

The first season of Joey was entertaining enough. It seemed a good enough plot to place a New Yorker in the heart of Los Angeles. And surround him with weird characters. But very often I felt, damn I wish I could live in that apartment! No seriously. Something about the setting. But a house isn’t a home without the hearts of those you love…

Stranger than fiction was a pretty good movie. Sure the men weren’t like super hot or remotely close, but it sure did feel real, real enough. The ironic twist at the end was good, but not great. A feel good movie at its best, though somehow, I think kids should only be allowed to ride bikes in parks under close supervision, away from people who don’t want to die.

Pan’s Labyrinth was really good. Best movie of the year so far. Far better that the well disguised plot of the capitalist struggle to control oil that is Spiderman 3 (Venom being Iraq, Mary Jane being all that is good & guess who is Spiderman, I cant take credit for this conspiracy theory though). All the characters were well played & the effects amazing. And if anything, the Spanish language added a certain flair to the plot. Who said that there are no new stories to tell?

I think I did say that sometime back. I was misguided. But still, at the back of my heart, like the lingering desire to be a hopeless romantic & irresponsible fool, I like to think there is truth in the fact that the human imagination is limitless…

Hey
J-J-J-Jaded
In all its misery it will always be what I love and hated
And maybe take a ride to the other side we're thinkin' of
We'll slip into the velvet glove
And be Jaded
Yeah, I'm so Jaded
And baby I'm afraid of you
You're thinkin' so complicated
I've had it all up to here
But it's so overrated
Love and hate it
Wouldn't trade it
Love Me Jaded

Aerosmith~ Jaded

Contagious Affection

I’ve fucking got chicken pox. Its not fucking funny when you’re vain but too itchy not to do anything about it. Its like either itch to death or deal with scarring! Not to mention the annoyance of some of the unmentionable places where spots have appeared! Fuckity FUCK FUCK! Fuuuuuuck!

And that’s the least of my worries.

Sure the 2 weeks of medical leave may sound appealing to some, but not when I’ve just started work! Will I still have a job after my 2 weeks of hell is over? I wonder what the company will say once I get back… GAH!

Cry me a river
Cry me a river er er
cry me a river
cry me a river er er
ya ya!

Justin Timberlake~ Cry Me A River (Dirty Vegas Mix)

Mary: NAKL

This won't make much sense.

But once again, this is meant for me, not you.


I've been downhearted baby,
I've been down--I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met
I've been downhearted baby,
I've been down--I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met

Jan lays down and wrestles in her sleep
Moonlight spills on comic books
And superstars in magazines
An old friend calls and tells us where to meet
Her plane takes off from Baltimore
And touches down on Bourbon Street

We sit outside and argue all night long
About a god we've never seen
But never fails to side with me
Sunday comes and all the papers say
Ma Teresa's joined the mob
And happy with her full time job

Do do do do doo do...Do do do do doo do...
Do do do do doo do...Do do do do doo do...
Do do do do doo do...Do do do do doo do...
Do do do do doo do...Do do do do doo do...

I've been downhearted baby,
I've been down--I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met
I've been downhearted baby,
I've been down--I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met

Am I alive or thoughts that drift away?
Does summer come for everyone?
Can humans do as prophets say?
And if I die before I learn to speak
Can money pay for all the days I lived awake
But half asleep?

Do do do do doo do...Do do do do doo do...
Do do do do doo do...Do do do do doo do...

A life is time, they teach you growing up
The seconds ticking killed us all
A million years before the fall
You ride the waves and don't ask where they go
You swim like lions through the crest
And bathe yourself on zebra flesh

Do do do do doo do...Do do do do doo do...
Do do do do doo do...Do do do do doo do...
Do do do do doo do...Do do do do doo do...
Do do do do doo do...Do do do do doo do...

I've been downhearted baby,
I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met

I've been downhearted baby,
I've been down--I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met
I've been downhearted baby,
I've been down--I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met
I've been downhearted baby,
I've been down--I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met
I've been downhearted baby,
I've been down--I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met
I've been downhearted baby,
I've been down--I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met
I've been downhearted baby,
I've been down--I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met
I've been downhearted baby,
I've been down--I've been downhearted baby,
Ever since the day we met
Ever since the day we met

Primative Radio Gods~ Standing Outside A Broken Phone Booth With Money In My Hands