Let me tell you about this weird dream I had this morning. This is a dream that I remember having once already but this time it was different and a lot more realistic.

So I'm on this couch and there's this other guy there. I wasn't really interested in him. Sure, he was good looking and everything and in the real world I would be plenty interested in him. But at that moment in dream time, I wasn't. Off stage, a guy walks onto the scene. He's strutting, confident and I am overly attracted to him. Nothing else existed. So, cue the threesome scene. And I think this time, it was kind of inspired by Steve the Jew because there were a few positions which were pretty funny/hot. So there's that sex, very wet-dream-like.

Then somehow, a girl comes into the mix. And one thing leads to another and I find that she's giving amazing head but I keep thinking that she can't be giving good head because she's a girl and they never give good head. So I'm thinking this as she gives me good head. And I almost cum but then I woke up. I try to keep it up but no go. (or no come, haha!)

So, what does this mean? Uh. I like guys who are confident? And some girls give good head? I don't know. It was all very weird. This is an update to my life. Aren't you guys glad?

Remember I was telling you about how I had all the J guys after me and how it was really weird/funny that they all had names that began with J's? Well, one guy kind of separated himself from the others.

And I don't really like the nick name I had first given him. I'm talking about Jolly. It makes him sound fat. Like, Jolly Green Giant or something. But anyway,

Jolly and I have been spending so much time together. We went to Woody's on Wednesday. Well, to be honest, We met at Tom's party on Sunday of last week. But I really didn't think anything of it. We had common friends and he had a really nice car. He's older, 30, but he certainly doesn't look 30, which is nice. Then on Wednesday, he invited Deanna and Deb and me out to Woody's. When we got there, he had bought someone else with him. But the guy was a total asshole and didn't really talk to Deanna/Deb/me so I didn't really like him.

And I guess this is where I became a little evil because I had figured that the guy he bought along with him (let's call him little muscle) had a little crush on Jolly. So I went on a campaign to kind of win Jolly over to me. Which, to be honest, wasn't that hard.

I danced with Jolly at the club.

On Thursday, he invited me to a drag show which was really fun. I have never been to one so I was excited. Afterwards we went back to his place to watch a movie and cuddle. I mostly just fell asleep in his arms. He has a really nice place.

Then on Friday Jolly came over after work but I could only have him stay for a while because I live in a bad-ish part of the city and he has a really nice car. Friday being the night when all the little kiddies are outside and I was worried that something would either come flying towards the car or some hands are going to be curious. Anyway, he came over for a little bit. And I liked that. We watched a movie with the girls.

Yesterday, he invited me over to his place to do my laundry. He said he had a dinner appointment to go to later that evening but as the evening progressed, his dinner plans got canceled and so I was able to spend the whole evening with him. It was thundering so much and I couldn't reach Deanna or Deb so I asked Jolly if he could drive me home and pick those two up (Deanna had been at work today and she didn't have a car so I was worried if anything had happened to her during her commute home).

We spent the evening/night having pizza with the girls.

I don't know what to call Jolly. I don't like the name but it looks like it's sticking. He's older than any of the guys I've been with (the Jew was 25) and most certainly more wealthy. But I really don't care about the wealth as much as the fibers holding him together, you know? He's very solid and stable and I like that. He doesn't look old and doesn't feel old. Sometimes he acts young and sometimes he acts experienced which I like. And we're taking things slow because we have all the free time in the world.

I'm writing really poorly today. I'm rushing to go to work.

I'm scheduled to hang out with him today also after work. Yay.

I've been living with Deanna (and Deb) for the past week or so and all I have to say is : WOW. Who knew that I will have all the J's after me. There's the Jew, the Just, and the Jolly. (nicknames which aren't too far away from their real names, oddly enough).

Just got home from Woody's. Stealing Wi-Fi which only comes in on the toilet seat. No kidding. I literally have to make my bathroom the Wi-Fi room.

I'm going to go. This is a shit post.

I've had this hungry look in my eyes for the past week and a half. Everywhere I go, my eyes are always calculating and searching for things that I can stuff in my pockets, stuff in my car or stuff in Deb's bag. Anything that's not bolted down is fair game. Anything can be made into a cup, plate or chair.

I'm insatiable! It's not like I might actually steal anything big. It's just the rush of imagining myself carrying a huge leather sofa down Broad Street and cramming that bad boy into the front door so that when guests come over I can say, "Yeah, I got that in Milan." in reality it was just from some guy's bad judgment, I mean - generosity of not locking his doors. No, but really. I'm not going to break in some blind guy's house and say, "I'm from the electric company, would you mind moving over to the side and ignore the heaves and scraping of the furniture - we're just trying to get into the hard to reach places." and then steal his things.

Nope, that is not me at all.

But this campaign of thievery has taken a toll on my good boy image. My vocabulary has gotten from an A+ range of "thus" and "therefore's" to an absurd "psst...do you see any cameras?" and "Just wipe off the chopsticks and put them in your bag!" My Friday nights no longer consist of me going to the movies with friends but going to the Student Center late at night and itching to just drag that shitty little sofa chair out of the back door. (Yes, this really happened. We almost would have too if not for the scare of someone saying "Hey, who dat?")

Indeed, who have I become?

Perhaps, this is just a phase.

So, for the past two months I've been complaining about how my tax refund check hasn't come in yet and how I've been contemplating total anarchy when I happened to look down on the floor today at one of the books Deanna had gotten me for my birthday.  It was this "How to be a Superhero" book since I am in love with Heroes on NBC.  

So I look inside and there's this very suspicious looking envelope which on the back told me to invest in the nation's silver and gold coins.  I guess at first when I saw this I was just like, "Whatever, I'm not buying no bling, no way."  But today I decided to open the envelope because I was bored and curious (not a good combination).  The tax refund check feel onto my lap.  The date on the check?  March 9, 2007.

So I've had it for two months now.  

But I guess everything happens for a reason.  Because I really need the money now and if I had gotten the money two months ago I would have gone crazy and spent it all by now.  But now, I can not spend it all and save it for future purchases such as couches and food.  Yay for things turning out as they should.

Right now, the only thing I'm obsessed about is finding free stuff. Things I need right now (of the free variety) are: EDIT: Okay, maybe of the low-cost variety. Since I probably can't get a DVD player for free unless I punch some old lady. Which I am NOT going to do.

I have Attention Deficient Dysfunction. Meaning that when I lack attention on me, I tend to not function. Thats all I'm saying.

I have a slight problem. You see, my credit card awards points everytime I use it. A point for each dollar that I shamelessly spend on food, Deanna and prostitutes (sometimes all in one). So I've accumulated a bunch of points ever since I got the card so I have to redeem them.

First Question: Do I redeem them now or wait until it reaches another level and redeem it later? If I redeem it now, then move on to second question.

Second Question: What the fuck should I get? Should I get the Golden Pacific Amenity Kit? What the hell is an Amenity kit anyway? There's a Sharper Image alarm clock but it looks kind of weird. And there's tons of gift cards.

I know I'll just decide to not do anything. Because that's how I am.

Oh yeah, speaking of which, I finally went to the Apple store to get my iPod fixed because it was acting weird. I think maybe because I dropped it but I never really told the Apple guys. I just handed them the iPod and told them to fix it. An hour later, they gave me a new iPod and I got half off a carrying case for my MacBook. This is why I love Apple. I absolutely love them. When they said, "Okay, we'll replace this for you." I responded with a "You'll replace the iPod's harddrive?" and he said, "No, we'll just replace the whole iPod. Here, have fun."

My long and hard switch from PC's to Mac's have been not very long nor hard, which is not a disappointment at all (thats so punny!).

Was nominated for Treasurer of Temple Democrats. Did not run because Avi was giving me evil stares and I'm kind of the VP of Common Ground. And I have a feeling I'm also the treasurer too. But I'm just saying.

Just putting it out there.

I'm not one to brag about my accomplishments or remind people until they acknowledge that I am a better person than they are (which means, as soon as I wrote those words down, you know they aren't true in the slightest) but I've been racking up the good karma points all week long. You could say that I've made myself a minor saint this past week.

Wednesday was National Day of Silence which went over very well. I mean, sure it should have been better and bigger and there could have been more protesters (there were none) and more tranny action but I like to think that that is saved for next year. The speakers were wonderful and I felt great being part of (and organizing) something so great. Deanna and I really do make a good team.

Then afterwards went to dinner with Rob, Deanna and Deb at Penang. MMMM.

Then nothing else happened. But on Saturday I went out tree planting! That was very fun, actually. Nevermind the actual physical work, I felt good about not spending a non-working Saturday doing homework. I actually woke up at 7:00 AM and managed to get out of the house by 7:30ish to drive all the way up to Temple to meet the Temple Democrats at the ungodly hour of 8:00 AM. I mean, I may be awake but that doesn't mean I necessarily want to drag myself out into Philly at that time.

So I spent the morning helping trees get their roots into Philadelphia. I could already feel the extra oxygen in the air. You go trees. I mean, you go.

Afterwards, out to lunch with Deanna, Deb and Anna with their friends Claude and Carolyn. I literally felt like the token guy in that group. Lunch was at Penang again. I think I have Deb and Deanna hooked on that place. You should be too. It's great there. I was so tired so I just kind of spaced out as they (the girls) talked about girl stuff. I wasn't uncomfortable but I wasn't comfortable either. But good karma points for not jumping up and running away. Eh? Eh?

Window shopping afterwards. I really want to get shoes soon. And I saw this nice hoodie. But I've got to recover my bank account from this strenuous school year. And yay for the Gayborhood.

How will my good karma manifest itself? Perhaps in a income tax rebate check? A nice go-go boy? I don't know, surprise me. Pfft.

PS. I'm thinking of changing the layout. Any HTML'er's please contact me so I can command you to build me a great blog. Kthanks

I was talking to my friend today about cooking. Apparently he didn't know I like to cook. I guess I don't seem like that kind of guy. I don't know why though. I guess because I'm so clueless on certain things. And making product in Organic Chem (failing at making product, that is) doesn't help my cooking cred either.

My friends and I used to cook together in high school. I really miss those days. We'd go over each other's houses - usually my house since I have the biggest kitchen - and open up a cook book and see which recipe is both the cheapest and easiest to make. If I remember correctly I still have my friend's Indian cookbook. Its legally hers. She bought it. But I always seem to conveniently *forget* to tell her. The thing is, I never even liked Indian food that much. But whenever I made it with her, it always seemed to taste much better.

And lately I've been thinking about moving in with Deanna and how awesome it would be for the two of us to have a place together. We'll make a little family. And instead of every Friday making dinner with a friend, it'll be almost everyday making dinner with Deanna. Which is on the top five reasons for moving in with Deanna.

Sorry kiddos, no sassy quotes today. I'm tired. And I don't know whats going to happen on National Day of Silence. I'm kind of scared.