A trio of catalog ready Italian girls walk along Lamai Beach in Koh Samui.
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I’m suddenly finding myself having second thoughts about this Thai island paradise. The ferry is full of bleary eyed faces looking exactly how I feel after a long night of restless bus riding–if, [...] Read more »
There’s something immensely wrong with society when it comes to love, sex and relationships. For years people told me that when I was older everything would come easier, but it seems like just the opposite.
Before I lost my virginity, there was always the understanding that it would happen and it would be fine. Sex would [...] Read more »
The screw spun into place, locking the power supply into the back of the case. I stared at it, my breath slowing as I deftly clicked connectors into place in preparation for the first power up. The power cable snaked from the wall beneath my Glade® Plug-in®, across the patchwork piles of papers and clothes [...] Read more »
“SON,” MY DAD SAID, “I THINK WE NEED TO HAVE A TALK.” I knew what was coming. He was going to tell me about women, sex, and all the things I had known about for years. He didn’t have the courage before… or maybe he just thought I was too young. Whatever the reason, I [...] Read more »
Last night, psychotik dragged me to a Cat-A-Tac show at the Larimer Lounge. She has a serious crush on Jim, the lead singer. Last week, I jokingly offered to hit on him to find out if he was taken for her, not expecting her to agree. Instead, she did. I’m still utterly amused by the [...] Read more »
I just opened the front page of ESPN.com to find out their top story is that Sheryl Swoops is a lesbian.
Perhaps I’m insensitive, but I don’t care. Good for her for coming out of the closet. Good for her for attempting to lead the way. Good for her for feeling good about herself. I still [...] Read more »
Don’t let the entry title alarm you. I’m not about to go off espousing homophobic and prejudiced views. In fact, just the opposite. The title itself comes from a Robin Wood essay I read for my Hitchcock class that discusses the ways that Hitchcock’s films trivialise gays and keep them on the margins. I guess [...] Read more »
So the other day, aquajubbly asked me if I had ever kissed a friend on the lips. I answered honestly and said I had.
aquajubbly: girls, I’m assuming
aquajubbly: see, I think that’s kinda weird
nbassist: one guy
nbassist: but he was European
aquajubbly: I definitely can’t see you doing that
aquajubbly: on the lips? Not talking about the cheek kind
nbassist: [...] Read more »