Superman meets Chocotate Snatch...

First May I say Happy New Year to all my avid readers and my few international readers. I hope that all of your expectations for 2009 are fulfilled.

I'm sure you all have made your resolutions for the year and of course so have I. These include not treating my body like the shit hole I have been, trying to use a verbal filter in public (especially around the elderly and children), and being more confrontational instead of being a fucking pussy. This now brings me to my point, deal with the twinky roommate the way America dealt with the bombing of Pearl Harbor. I'm bringing down the house. It seems that in this time around Twinky's feeling are out in the open about my boyfriend, and has made it clear that it upsets his queer little heart to see us together. So now when the lease is over he plans to move out.

This may sound like the jackpot of situations but you need to take this all into account. Some of this may be irrational, but bare with me. Will Superman blame me for Twinky's moving out and hold it over my head? Am I ending this 7 year friendship? Will they ned another roommate to step in adding new drama to my life? What if he asks me to move in? He wouldn't do that if we haven't said we love one another, right? Does he love me? Do I love him? Then my mind wanders to pictures of white picket fences and candy apple red Kitchen Aid appliances, a future I'm not ready to deal with. Well it seems the smart thing to do is let it ride out and deal with life no matter how fast it comes.

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On a Superman related note, we have hit a new mile marker in our relationship. This step I hold with the on the same scale as meeting my family. SM met my best friend. Some may know her from my comments as R but from here on out she shall be known as Chocolate Snatch, as she gracfully named herself. Our plans were to go get sushi and then see Doubt right down the road, but of course life never happens how you plan it.

SM was running late from work and the bitch hostess at the sushi bar wouldn't seat us until our entire party was there. Instead she sat table after table of Ugg wearing high school skanks in front of us, and even a fat Asian. May I point out that reasons to be Asian are to be skinny and to look good well into your fifties. This consittered we went to a bistro down the street to wait. He finally strolled in ten minutes after we got there and to my suprise hit the ground running. I've known him as a very shy guy, but he and CS hit it right off. I almost felt part of the time that I fell out of the conversation. In fact we had such a good time we missed the start of the movie by about half an hour, so instead decided to go get drinks.

Of course we chose the bar next to my place of employment, first because they are known for very strong pours and second because I was on a secret mission. I'm not one for PDA of an accessive amount, but tonight I was not only going to kiss him in public for the first time but it would also be in front of my friends. We grabbed a seat at the bar and started boozing and talking again. I was going to wait for the right moment then tackfully kiss him. Two beers and a cigarette later the moment still haden't come. SM got up to go to his car to grab another pack and in one smooth move kisses me. Now I'm shocked, who is this guy? Funny as it turns out his friend from out of town was sitting in a booth not to far away. Ginger friend came over to me to give his seal of approval and I passed with flying colors. The rest of the night is a haze of happy memories.

Bradley James