You know its a good night when:
You end up with a long gash on your arm and have no recollection of it,
You make out for a few minutes with cute lesbians whose names you never caught,
When you grind on your best plutonic gay friend just because the musics that good,
When you find youself surprising attracted to some very passable transvestites,
When you run out of gay bars before you run out of money,
When a hot guy jams his number down you pants (i wish),
When your other plutonic female friend deciedes to jack you off in the backseat after hitting4 different bars and then stops just when you start enjoying it.
All these things and more happened when the Poet, andrew, and 3 others came out to several different gay bars with me on Saturday. More updates later this week.
Jake
Monday, April 25, 2005
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Last Night
Last Night, Andrew and I went out for dinner and drinks. Not a date at all. Its just that April 18th is a very sad date for him and we were paying tribute to someone and trying to have a ood night rather than a night filled with sorrow. So I was up for it when he asked me. Once he got off work and I got changed into something pretty, we went to this great little resturant I found a few weeks ago. Now, its in a college neighborhood, but it has this very unpretencious, elegant look and feel to it. And wow, the food. It was late at night so theye only had the late night menu of about 8 items. I had grilled chicken, tomato mayo, basil pesto and provolone cheese, all on this lightly grilled bread. And it was frickin fabulous. I mean, whoever makes there pesto deserves a raise. Andrew munched on some pork Potstickers. After trying each others food, we both agreed that both dishes were delicious. A very good resturant.
Anyway, afterwards it was off to a very specific pub to throw darts and drink. Which was fun. Dart, beer and staring at cute boys is always fun. It was a good night I think. We decieded to play english darts which was made a little diffiuclt because we kept messing up the math involved keeping score. But it was fun, i pick up one game and he won the other. Later this week, I have the real munch and then I'm going to a gay dance club, probably with the Poet and Andrew. Its good clean fun.
Alright well, i have 2 meetings to go to tonight, so I must actually get ready and all that good jazz.
Upcoming topics include:
"grassroots organizing"
Possible new jobs
The Best Friend: Jonathon
Democrats
Online D/s Relationships
and several others.
It should be good fun. For anyone wondering or curious, I can be reached at Det_Jake_Bullet@yahoo.com
Jake Bullet
Anyway, afterwards it was off to a very specific pub to throw darts and drink. Which was fun. Dart, beer and staring at cute boys is always fun. It was a good night I think. We decieded to play english darts which was made a little diffiuclt because we kept messing up the math involved keeping score. But it was fun, i pick up one game and he won the other. Later this week, I have the real munch and then I'm going to a gay dance club, probably with the Poet and Andrew. Its good clean fun.
Alright well, i have 2 meetings to go to tonight, so I must actually get ready and all that good jazz.
Upcoming topics include:
"grassroots organizing"
Possible new jobs
The Best Friend: Jonathon
Democrats
Online D/s Relationships
and several others.
It should be good fun. For anyone wondering or curious, I can be reached at Det_Jake_Bullet@yahoo.com
Jake Bullet
Sunday, April 17, 2005
An Odd Night
The Poet and I went to a private party last night with some friends from the munch. And it certainly turned out to be a very unusual night, at least for me.
The party was initially supposed to be a Safety Symposium for a group that was started about 3 months ago. That group (the Lesser Munch) is a group for 18-35 year olds in the area who like BDSM. Sounds like a fine idea, and it would be if it was properly organized. The woman who organizes it had never been to a munch untill about a month before she decieded to start the Lesser Munch. Plus, she is incredibly demanding, takes credit for all the work done by others, often cancels things at the last minutes and has generally done a poor job of organizing the group despite many suggestions made by others.
Well, the Safety meeting was bungled in a variety of ways and about a week ago was changed to a private party at someones house. It was pitched to me as "hey lets go have a few drinks, maybe have some food, and chit chat". Our glorious leader decieded to make it a play party and for reasons passing understanding was very interested in playing with me. Well, I don't trust her. I don't feel safe around her. I don't feel that she knows what she is doing and i don't like her style of play, so i spent most of the night trying to wiggle out of playing with her. 2 switchs did eventually get tied together using industrial strength cellophane but that was all and our Leader seemed (for reasons passing understanding) fairly pissed when it was all over. But I don't so much care. Later tonight I am going to write up a list of suggestions for how to improve the group. everyone who knows her tells me I'll get my head bitten off, but i've regretted keeping my mouth closed more often than opening it, so I'll give it a shot.
After the private party, those of us who were of age and who were interested, went to a new bar (the bar that the Normal munch is held at is closed for renovations, so we are temporarily moving to this one) and looked around and all had a few drinks and then made a stop at our favorite local darts pit for a few hours. And after many games of darts and much beer, a call for food went up. And so the local greasy spoon was the destination. Now at 2:30am, the service and food are going to suffer a little, but both just truely sucked last night. Simply terrible. But what can ya do?
After than, the Poet decieded to sleep at my place and instead of sleeping in the same bed (always fun, but no sex involved) we both ended up falling asleep on couchs. But anyway, it was just a very odd night because the fearless leader kept making these demands of me and trying to order me around. And my attitude to that was pretty much "fuck you" to random wanna be Dom's trying to order me around.
But anyway, the Dad and Grandfather are on there way over to have a drink or two, so I must go.
Jake
The party was initially supposed to be a Safety Symposium for a group that was started about 3 months ago. That group (the Lesser Munch) is a group for 18-35 year olds in the area who like BDSM. Sounds like a fine idea, and it would be if it was properly organized. The woman who organizes it had never been to a munch untill about a month before she decieded to start the Lesser Munch. Plus, she is incredibly demanding, takes credit for all the work done by others, often cancels things at the last minutes and has generally done a poor job of organizing the group despite many suggestions made by others.
Well, the Safety meeting was bungled in a variety of ways and about a week ago was changed to a private party at someones house. It was pitched to me as "hey lets go have a few drinks, maybe have some food, and chit chat". Our glorious leader decieded to make it a play party and for reasons passing understanding was very interested in playing with me. Well, I don't trust her. I don't feel safe around her. I don't feel that she knows what she is doing and i don't like her style of play, so i spent most of the night trying to wiggle out of playing with her. 2 switchs did eventually get tied together using industrial strength cellophane but that was all and our Leader seemed (for reasons passing understanding) fairly pissed when it was all over. But I don't so much care. Later tonight I am going to write up a list of suggestions for how to improve the group. everyone who knows her tells me I'll get my head bitten off, but i've regretted keeping my mouth closed more often than opening it, so I'll give it a shot.
After the private party, those of us who were of age and who were interested, went to a new bar (the bar that the Normal munch is held at is closed for renovations, so we are temporarily moving to this one) and looked around and all had a few drinks and then made a stop at our favorite local darts pit for a few hours. And after many games of darts and much beer, a call for food went up. And so the local greasy spoon was the destination. Now at 2:30am, the service and food are going to suffer a little, but both just truely sucked last night. Simply terrible. But what can ya do?
After than, the Poet decieded to sleep at my place and instead of sleeping in the same bed (always fun, but no sex involved) we both ended up falling asleep on couchs. But anyway, it was just a very odd night because the fearless leader kept making these demands of me and trying to order me around. And my attitude to that was pretty much "fuck you" to random wanna be Dom's trying to order me around.
But anyway, the Dad and Grandfather are on there way over to have a drink or two, so I must go.
Jake
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Hello Again
Good Evening. Well, after fiddling around with the blog settings, looking for pictures and generally playing around, I think I'm finally ready to start posting. Obviously, I'll still be playing around with formatting and adding links and all that, but that can come later. So, who the hell am I and why are we all hear? Good question.
My name is Jake and I'm a 20-something student studying politics. We're all hear so I can share my thoughts on everything to my life, to the news, my friends, politics, S&M and drinking. All sorts of fun and interesting topics. This is a place for me to vent, a place to share my insights, a place to let certain people know how amazing stupid they are and so many other things. The last blog that I had was on a message board that was someone one dimensional which limited what I could put there. Plus, I made the mistake of posting things which made it all to easy to get any idea of how to find me. And that severely limited what I could say as well because, going in to politics and with most of my friends doing the same, having a public diary on the internet which links them to BDSM or tells private details of there lives was less than acceptable to me. So, I moved over here after spending many months reading some absolutely great blogs on this site.
I already like this site a lot better and I'm going to correct some mistakes that I made with the last one. First and foremost, no one is referred to by there proper name in here. I'm not really named Jake, and no one else's name or any identifying information will be found here. That means some stories can't be told, but it lets me write and lets you read all of this.
Error number two which is being corrected is self censoring. Other than leaving out personally identifiable info, I'm not going to censor this. If people don't like it, well, too bad. This is for me and while I love having an audience, I'm not really interested in keeping my mouth shut just so someone who stumbles in here won't get squeaked by what I say.
Anyway, I don't know what this will be about on a day to day basis. Anything from an interesting news story, to tales of my life. I hope its interesting for you.
Enjoy in good health.
My name is Jake and I'm a 20-something student studying politics. We're all hear so I can share my thoughts on everything to my life, to the news, my friends, politics, S&M and drinking. All sorts of fun and interesting topics. This is a place for me to vent, a place to share my insights, a place to let certain people know how amazing stupid they are and so many other things. The last blog that I had was on a message board that was someone one dimensional which limited what I could put there. Plus, I made the mistake of posting things which made it all to easy to get any idea of how to find me. And that severely limited what I could say as well because, going in to politics and with most of my friends doing the same, having a public diary on the internet which links them to BDSM or tells private details of there lives was less than acceptable to me. So, I moved over here after spending many months reading some absolutely great blogs on this site.
I already like this site a lot better and I'm going to correct some mistakes that I made with the last one. First and foremost, no one is referred to by there proper name in here. I'm not really named Jake, and no one else's name or any identifying information will be found here. That means some stories can't be told, but it lets me write and lets you read all of this.
Error number two which is being corrected is self censoring. Other than leaving out personally identifiable info, I'm not going to censor this. If people don't like it, well, too bad. This is for me and while I love having an audience, I'm not really interested in keeping my mouth shut just so someone who stumbles in here won't get squeaked by what I say.
Anyway, I don't know what this will be about on a day to day basis. Anything from an interesting news story, to tales of my life. I hope its interesting for you.
Enjoy in good health.
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Welcome!
Welcome to my blog. Here is the first of many many posts talking about my life, thoughts and alot more. This first post is simply a test so i can customize the look and feel of this before I start really writing. Lata.
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