The most depressing news I learned this week and am still in shock of is that Tyler Sky a gay porn star is dead. He passed away from cardiac arrest. He was only 26 years old. I had no idea he was gay for pay and left behind a wife and 2 children. That in and of it’s self makes this worse. I have been trying to process this since I learned of it on Wednesday. It’s tragic when anyone dies but especially someone in their youth. You don’t associate death with youth but sadly enough it happens and none of us are promised a tomorrow.
I don’t understand the gay for pay thing. I mean either your gay or your not. If your not then why would you even entertain the idea of gay sex? I know it’s all about money and people do crazy stuff for it. However, in my mind you at least have to be curious to want to try it if your doing it for pay. I understand the gay porn market pays much better than straight porn. Tyler Sky gave me more than a couple orgasms and he had a very nice body. RIP.
So from death to life. I am 1 year older. What did I do on my birthday? I took a nap, got a hair cut, went to work and had dinner with a friend. Not exactly how anyone would envision planning of a birthday but hey it is what happened for mine. I was depressed in that I am alone but I also thought about work and there was stuff stacking up that needed to get done. I didn’t get it all done but I did a decent amount. I could and probably should go back today or tomorrow but I am taking my down time, I need it and so does my body.
I got a free 20 minute massage on Thursday and my back is still in knots. My Protalus insoles came and I tried them out, not according to the directions. My feet are killing me now, I am trying to whip them in shape but they are fighting me all the way.
New car problem, I lock the doors and at random when I am walking away they will unlock. That is very strange. Just noticed it yesterday. I really am trying hard to keep this car because I don’t want to take a loss but it is fighting me all the way. My eyes are open and I am looking just not moving yet. I looked yesterday morning when I woke up and if I would have found what I wanted in Blue it would have been all over.
I decided that I am going to ask the cute host at Cracker Barrel out. I went their yesterday for lunch (which I usually skip on the weekend and days off) and there he was in all his glory. I didn’t make a move. I came back for Breakfast today and he greeted me. I was wearing my pride shirt. He’s got at least 1 ear pierced and with the way his hair looks maybe he’s gay but I can’t say that for certain. I can say that he is younger and that should keep me away from him. I had my chance for a couple seconds to make a move this morning but I elected not to. I tried to do some detective work and find him last night but that didn’t end so well. If he’s 18 I don’t want to bother to ask but if he’s 21 well that is a different story. 18 is the legal age of consent but I am not looking to jump in bed, although his looks are what makes him appealing to me. I am a bit of a chicken this time around because I really don’t want to face rejection but at the same time if I don’t ask him I will never know. It’s just an emotional struggle for me.
I got my annual bill for my Magic Jack and I only have it for dating. I got a custom phone number and opted in for 911 service so by the time I am done it’s like $60 for a year. I really didn’t want to pay that so I picked up a new unit at Best Buy today for $34. I got a new number and 1 year of service. Plus with their app on my iPhone I can text and no one will know my real cell phone. This is the best thing ever. Now I just got to get some game on with the guys.
Before I go last night I had dinner with a friend as I mentioned. We went to Maggiano’s (where else is there). A guy sitting by us had his young daughter with him and she was hyper as fuck. They prayed when the food arrived and they started to dig in. They were done, he got up to go find a friend that worked there but he was unavailable. He told the waiter what pasta he wanted to take home and said that he would like to take the bread as well. The waiter brought back his take home pasta but nothing for the bread. The guy took the entire bottle of Olive Oil. I make a remark and he was heard me, that disturbed him so he thought he would duke it out with me verbally. How is stealing Christian? It’s not he’s a fucking hypocrite and setting a bad example of for his daughter. His justification was I gave him a tip and he didn’t bring me a box for the bread. What the fuck kind of logic is that? The waiter tossed the table after he left looking for the olive oil bottle – they will probably take that out of his pay and well he didn’t get a tip he got fucked instead and not in a good way.
Now on to catch up with my chores. Everything is behind and I am thankful that I have an extra day to iron it all out. 2 days of work and then 2 days off, followed by another 2 of being off but on-call. Not too shabby! This is going to be a wild ass month. I hope I can maintain my sanity.
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