2nd Date…. FROM HELL

Using a cute/innocent picture so I can once again play the role of the VICTIM!!

So I met this guy on Grindr, we have been chatting, planning to meet but it’s always been HIT N MISS

So today we finally met.

We headed to G-A-Y Bar for a drink, and sat outside the theater, we chatted away, talking about types of guys we liked, I could see him looking at me with his eyes, but felt he was friendly…

It was then he used the old OMG MY PHONE IS DYING CAN I COME TO YOUR PLACE TO CHARGE,

We grabbed a bottle and headed back, I saw his phone and it was no way near to death, but hay ho,  I’m horny LOL

So we both decided to just chill, but you know two GAY guys cannot be alone without some hussle or bussle….

WE HAD SEX….

GREAT SEX

MIND BLOWING SEX

and then……………..

He freaked out and said he needed to go……. I was confused, we was getting along so well..

It was then his phone rang…..

“Hello Baby, I am at the station, be back in around 40 mins”

I could hear a voice…. It was female…….

I noticed the ring….

He was married

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE”]

Date was well and truly over…

Well…. Straight sex seems to be much more fun than GAY

Any single ladies wanna play some ball?

Hidden Fantasy’s Should Just Remain Hidden?

SOOOO I meet this guy on Grindr….. he is sexy, sexy, sexy, SPANISH (MY FAV) and did I mention he was sexy and Spanish?

It was possible love at first sight, or well at-least viewing his photo.

We got chatting for hours, it was then he told me his fantasy.

“I want to come to your house, strip down to my underwear, and clean your bedroom, I want to hoover the floor, clean your dishes and wash/iron your clothes, and If I serve you well, you will reward me with sex”

Seemed like an amazing deal to me…

We meet for coffee, he was a little shorter than he had told me, but never mind.

After flirting non-STOP, I decided it was time to bring this sexy mans fantasy to reality.

“Want to come back to mine, and tidy?” I asked

His face DROPPED, “Think I need to go home”

It was then, no kiss or hug goodbye, but a cold reaction as If I had done something wrong.

When I logged back onto Grindr, I was greeted with a nice, BLOCKED MSG.

Should I have just kept my mouth SHUT? or should he just keep his sexual fantasy’s to himself?

Opps I Outted Somebody OnThe Shop Floor

So today and huge muscle queen walked into my workplace, I noticed him instantly

Only Because…..

Last week, I was rubbing my hands over his rock hard abs in Compton s and HE LOVED IT…

I approached him to say hello,

He was wearing the same ‘Fitness First, Personal Trainer’ t-shirt he wore at the bar.

“Hey Remember me”

I said with a BIG smile on my face, his face dropped…..

“Who’s This Baby” a beautiful  Spanish approached putting her arms around him…

He looked puzzled…

I decided to save his skin

“He used to be my personal trailer at Fitness First”

She laughed, and they both left the shop

2nd married man I have come across, is the world seriously FULL OF GAYS???

DID YOU KNOW!!!!

KISSING…….

Burns 6.4 Calories A Minute???

Sooooo Who Wants To Work Out????

Sometimes…

I FEEL LOST

I FEEL AFRAID

I FEEL ALONE

SOMETIMES…..

I WANT TO BE POPULAR

I WANT TO BE SUCCESSFUL

I WANT TRUE HAPPINESS

SOMETIMES…..

I WISH I WAS INVISIBLE

I WISH I WAS RICH

I WISH I WAS FAMOUS

BUT SOMETIMES….

I HOPE I WILL LOVE JUST LOVE BEING ME!

The Truth Is Out Their

I don’t believe in a God, I don’t believe in a deity, I believe that we are all responsible for each other.
I do, however, think nice thoughts about my phone/lap top when it starts playing up!!!
You know cause it helps!!!

Why Do Straight Guy’s Get So Offended When Gays Are Not Into Them?

So last night when taking the tube back home, a stupid french man was making fun of me on the tube, calling me GAYBOY the usual childhood names…

TBH it does not brother me, but I just felt like getting my own back….

I then told him, “honestly if you was the last guy in the world, I’d rather have a wank”

His face dropped, was he embarrassed that I’d made him look stupid, or was he simply insulted that I wasn’t interested….

STRAIGHT BOYS GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER, NOT EVER GAY GUY WANTS TO HAVE SEX WITH YOU…

GAYS Can Now Marry In UK

What excellent news that the Lords has passed the Equal Marriage bill. Back to the Commons tomorrow and hopefully come Wednesday it will be signed by the Queen!

BUT…. BIG BUT

It’s the main headline on huffingtonpost.co.uk but nowhere to be seen on BBC News online. That illustrates well why I stopped reading BBC news

Trying Drugs Is A Big NO NO!!

That guy from Glee died from Heroin and Alcohol… What an absolute fool! We all have been there, done that, experimented with various drugs but Heroin? That’s just ridiculous, thought he was getting help, clearly not!

Being A Gay Man And Using The Word COKE

IS A MASSIVE NO NO!!

Twice today I have been given weird looks by members of the UK Public, for speaking out load I want Coke, NOT COCAINE, BUT COCA COLA….

Maybe I should just give up my love of COKE, and become a PEPSI kinda GAL?

FIRST DATE THEN BECAME MY LAST….. BUT WAS MY UNDERWEAR TO BLAME?

So last night I went on a date with a guy I had been chatting to for a couple of weeks.

After arranging a time and place, we met up at the Kings Arms (DON’T ASK) In Soho, He is 25, from Spain, Beautiful and had the most beautiful smile I had ever seen.

After a couple of drinks, one thing lead to another, hands started to wonder each others body’s on the London Street’s, we arrive back to my building and never in my life has walking up two flight of stairs become such a mission…. I felt as if we was going to have sex in my foyer… but we arrive to my bedroom in one piece…

SEX TIME!!!

During sex…… I was red in the face, when he commented that my underwear was not high-end designer and that I should of made more effort….. Usually I do, but we did agree to a no-sex on first date rule, which we both FAILED…

Eventually he left…… his smile has become a non-existent, and within minutes his eyes had already moved onto somebody else as we exited my apartment, and he was cursing the locals…

“Think I am gonna go for a drink, before I go home…. GOODNIGHT”

The cold polite remark for “Thanks, But FUCK OFF”

I went to bed, watching Sex And The City…. thinking I really am more of a Charlotte, Stuck in a Samantha Jones body….

BOYS BOYS BOYS….

So was my bad choice of underwear to blame for his coldness or was I just crap in bed????

ENGLAND V FRANCE – BENEFITS!!

“England can suck my cock with their £60.00 a week benefits”

I like most have has to take the embarrassing trip to my local jobcentre while searching for work…. being treated by their staff like a criminal…. but it made me eager to find work…

Personally I don’t believe it’s right to live in a county that you feel that you can bitch about due to them not paying out a thousands just by sitting on your arse all day eating Orios… but apparently some people think different.

I was having a quiet drink out tonight in Soho where a boy asked what I thought of London benefits…. I told him £60.00 is more than enough to live on…. after all people without a job and who are looking, don’t need to buy them self expensive televisions or cameras…

“WELL IN FRANCE IF YOU LOOSE YOUR JOB, FOR THE FIRST YEAR YOU GET 75% OF YOUR SALARY, THEN IT DOES GOWN TO 50% … MY MATE IN PARIS HAS NOT WORKED FOR 3 YEARS, SHE TRAVELS THE WORLD. THIS COUNTRY IS SHIT”

Well let’s get things straight….. 

I laughed… any of my French friends will tell you, that even with a good benefits rates, it does make you lazy, having to go to the job center to lie that your looking for work, when your actually taking a trip to the Alps, is possible the reason why the tax in France is so high…..

I believe the UK is cracking down on UK lazy fucks, who think it’s acceptable to do nothing and moan and moan for more, and give nothing back to the economy…. and that £60.00 is enough a week for them, and sighing on at a horrible jobcentre a good reason for them to get some sort of exercise than eating a pot noodle while watching their state of the art plasma screen…

So am I right or am I wrong?

MY HEART GOES OUT TO THOSE IN QUEBEC

When reading the news this afternoon and reading about the tragic accident that happened in a central town of Quebec it made my heart sink…

Such a beautiful part of the world.

I pray all the families of the missing people receive the best news of their life, and find out that their family member is safe and well.

GOD BLESS QUEBEC!!!

VIVA FOREVER! THE MUSICAL – THE FINAL CURTAIN

“Ladies and Gent’s would you please take your seats, and we hope that you enjoy the Show”

Walking past the Picadilly theatre on my way home last night and noticed that, they have already started to take down all the Viva Forever material…

The plot of the show which was created by Judy Craymer creator of Mamma Mia and Jennifer Saunders with music from The Spice Girls. While the show received BUDGET and  huge promotion, it was a FLOPP, within two months of it’s release it was given a face lift to try and create a spectacular show…

 The plot of the show was about a young female musician named  Viva who lives on a houseboat. The story starts when her band gets through to the audition stages of a TV show. The band get through multiple rounds of the auditions, but on the final round, Viva gets through, without her fellow band mates. As Viva follows her dreams, Viva Forever! charts her journey into the world of overnight celebrity and its impact on her mother and the friends she thought she’d have forever.

While I did see the show myself, I felt the whole TV Singing Contest Plot was just a cheap way of creating a story….. nothing about the show felt Spicey at all….. when you think Spice Girls…. you think CAMP…. and CAMP was as far away from the show as Dorothy is right now from the Yellow Brick Road.

It’s always a shame when theater shows close…….. But somehow I feel the show was rushed to fast…. and was not given enough creative input as it could have…

R.I.P Viva

OPEN RELATIONSHIP? OPEN RELATIONSHIT. ♥

AND THEY SAY IT’S EASY BEING YOUNG!!

So there I was feeling crap on my way to the tube to come home earlier after a fight with my boss alone with my thoughts trying to figure out what to do next if I get fired, when I grabbed a Evening standard and my diagnosis were there right on the first page: QLC!

Apparently life these days is much more difficult that it was 30 or 40 years ago when at the age of 25 everybody already had settled their life jobs, family and kids. Nowadays there is all this pressure around looking for a less temporary job or getting a career dealing with competitive and overloaded markets, struggling to handle relationships, raise a mortgage, renting house and on top develop a wheat intolerance. Thinking twice about getting out on a Friday night because it is going to ruin you Saturday morning is also a QLC sign.

Young people have now more room to decide their life’s what can lead to a huge inner doubt.
Good news is that’s natural to cry my eyes balls out every two days in the bathroom and at least we will know what to do when our midlife crisis arise…so now I feel much better and also I can share my experience with other people going through a Quarterlife CRisis.