I Think I Went A Little Bit Crazy,

I've been listening to Edie Brickell's What I am lately. From what I hear from the lyrics, it pretty much fits my mood these days. I don't really care about other things right now, and I'm just laying low, taking it real slow.

Remember Regina? The girl with the big ass? Well, one day out of the blue she texted me "fuck you, you're an asshole". Texted her back "that is very rude of you" and she replies " So are you and that goes for your friend too".
The reason why she is so mad is because she wanted to go to the Gay bar with me, but I had work. I really didn't want to go with her because she's stupid.
After I told her I had work, she texted Charlene and asked if she wanted to go with her, and Charlene just never replied because Charlene does not like Regina very much either and it doesn't makes sense for two straight women going to a gay bar. That sounds very sitcom and it's only funny when it's on TV.

Now, we really have no reason to speak to her. We didn't like her in the first place because she was too weird-She got really mad at a restaurant once just because they didn't put paprika on her clam chowder because they ran out. She started making a scene about how she called and everything about that damn paprika. Charlene and I were so embarrassed because the waitress was so nice, and after Regina's little hissy fit, the waitress was really scared to approach us, which was bad on our part because Charlene and I are heavy water drinkers.

So no more Regina. I am glad I don't have to deal with her any more. She was one of those people that were so opposite from me that I got annoyed when she wanted to do and go places I absolutely hated doing/going to. She was one of those people that were like desperate or something. She became an under the table escort. She went on some free dating site and starting advertising herself and the bitch made money doing it.

Aside from that, I've never had anyone tell me "Fuck you" before. It's really rude, and I don't think I've ever told anyone that before. Oh well. She's a weight off my shoulder. I mean her ass was bigger than Charlene and I put together as a whole. It's an ASS-LOAD of weight off my shoulders. heh heh, not so funny. I know.


I recently found out that my younger second cousin is gay. From the look of his blogs, he's pretty out there. I wonder if his family knows and what not. He seems pretty out there when he talks about his conversations and such, although, blogs can also be easily blocked out and what not. And plus, I know our family, they don't know anything about the internet aside from facebook. They have to ask us to upload their pictures for them.

Anyway, he's a cool kid. I always went to his house when I was little, but we never really spoke or anything. There was always this segregation between him and his cousins, and me my cousins because we weren't in direct relation, and at the time we didn't understand how we were even related. But now we fully understand, and we're closer in relation than we though.

It's weird, I wonder if he's out to his family. I wonder if he's going to put me on blast "Look he's my friend and he's gay like me!". I don't really have a fear. Because obviously, if he's like that with his family, they'll have the same attitude with me as they do with him. Good or bad. But all in all, I really don't care.

There are a lot of questions I want to ask him. But I feel intimidated and weird. It seems like he's been around. For being 18, he has been around. I want to ask him if his family knows, how he dealt with it. Lots of things. I don't really have many gay friends to turn to and ask these things about despite my random encounters here and there. They don't know the real me. I mean he doesn't know the real me either, but at least we kind of know each other's backgrounds from visiting each other as kids.

We joined the same blog site called tumblr, he's quite the gay one. From posting his thoughts on gay marriage, cute half naked ( to full frontal ) boys, to images of men holding hands. It's gay-o-rama on his blog. Although, those kinds of blogs annoy the hell out of me (because I do like to read up on drama rather than look at naked people all day) we added each other any how.

So that's the scoop. I think I'm going to ask him a few questions tomorrow. My day off. Until then.

Toodles.