Saturday, April 1, 2006

Attempted to got Necto last night, but I didn't REALLY want to go there on Pride Night; the music sucks. Lucky for me, this guy I like (Matt) was leaving just as I was getting there, and I left with him and his 'family' to chat them up (and laugh a lot) while they got some pizza. It was fun. I'm glad I went.

Matt talked about Cedar Point last night, and I ended up having these very amusing dreams about the theme park. ;-0) I'm slightly bored, but enjoying the music [Green Day vs. Thirteen Senses vs. Smash Mouth], and things should pick up soon.

I'm hanging out, waiting for Mollie. I went to Hollywood earlier to drop of Bryan's keys (we got our car back yesterday), and the powerlines behind the store weren't off their poles or anything, but they were blowing wildly in the wind. Just after I left they lost power for a few minutes. As I drove away a police car pulled over to a church near the powerlines and it looked like one of them had actually fallen and started a fire. I called the store to make sure everyone was ok, and they told me about the power outage, but that it hadn't lasted long.

I used to work with this guy Brandin at Holllywood. He was 17 or 18, and he was dating this crazy girl, who came into the store and freaked out - so much so that we had to ask her to leave, and the police were almost involved. Brandin was cute, and he sent out a lot of mixed signals where his sexuality was concerned. People asked me all the time if he was gay, and I told them that that I didn't know. He'd once asked me if I thought that Tom Cruise was hot, and I said no, to which he said that he thought he was hot. That doesn't make me think he's gay. When people were encouraging me to hit on him, I told them that I wasn't interested because regardless of whether he was gay or bi or sraight or whatever, he simply didn't seem to know himself that well, and that kind of guy didn't interest me...except that he was fun to talk to, and I thought maybe we could be friends. I wrote a poem about him, and I gave it to him, which he said that he liked. We made plans to hang out, and then 2 of our coworkers eventually joined these plans (Candace & Bryan) - we all went to his now ex-gf's house to get his stuff. We went to a bar for awhile, and all ended up back at my place. That night was crazy and a lot of stuff happened that I will never forget. Brandin & I kissed that night. It wasn't a big deal, and he mostly made out with a girl that night. And from what I've seen he's only been with girls, and that's fine. I really only wanted to be friends with him. I was attracted to someone completely different back then, and I just wanted Brandin to know he had a friend (especially after meeting his psycho girlfriend) and that I wanted him to be happy. He later quit or was fired or something...I don't know. I think he just never showed up for work, which upset a lot of people at work, though I don't know why, because he didn't get much done when he was there anyways. That never bothered me though - and that wasn't something I'm saying now to dig into him or anything. I actually ran into his crazy ex about a year later and she looked a lot happier, and like she was in a better mental space; she lookes sane, and I wished her well.

Anyways, I run into Brandin now & again, and it's always been a friendly kind of thing...he even gave me his phone # once, but I never used it. I didn't know what I'd use it for, or what we would do. But today I got a myspace message from him tellimg me that he found this poem on my webpage. I went to his myspace page and his latest blog entry was titled "An old poem FOR me... errrrr" and his mood in the entry (which included the poem) listed his mood as confused. I posted a response there in the comments section that read "Um...why are you confused? I worked with you when I wrote you that poem and you got a copy of it within a week of it's writing. You said you liked it. So...now I'm confused about your confusion.". I haven't gotten a response from him, but there's now another comment there from this girl "Angie" who said "Yeah, I don't like that poem. It's Gay. Literally.". Homophobic bitch.

So...I don't know if Brandin really doesn't remember the poem or what? I mean, not everyone has a memory like mine, as I'm constantly reminded, but it seems like if a guy wrote you a poem you'd remember that no matter what your orientation or gender were, am I right? It's just odd. And that little homophoic twat commenting on it is almost comical...only it's really pretty twisted and cowardly. How do you respond to bullshit like that? Without laughing I mean? How do you point out how stupid someone is being, when their statements are doing the work for you? I'm tempted to write up a storm about this, but I find myself caring less & less about the whole thing.

Well, I'm off to Borders, and to see Mollie. Maybe Carrie & company would be interested in hanging out tonight too ;-0)

   posted by Bald Jason at 06:25 PM
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