Friday, Jul. 19, 2002 - 7:49 p.m.
Absence Alert

Hey! This is my five-hundredth entry!

I’m in a hurry. Getting ready for an eight-day camping holiday with my parents, starting tomorrow. Should be interesting. I haven’t camped—not in the butch sense, at least—for about fifteen years. This won’t be too rugged—we’ll be in their camper-trailer, when we’re not staying with relatives—but still, I’ll be holed up in those cramped lodgings with Mom and Dad for over a week! I am fretting about masturbation, and about flatulence. No doubt I’ll work something out eh?

In the meantime, darling Joey will be posting some entries for me while I’m away, excerpts from my old handwritten journals that I just typed up tonight. And who knows, should this vacation prove more erotically eventful than I anticipate, I may have to update while I’m on the road. Stay tuned.

Things are going to get pretty fucking interesting immediately upon my return. Remember sweet Enrique? He’s moving back. I’m delighted. Not only that, but he’s staying with me for a month while he looks for a place to live. He arrives back in town the day before I return. It’s going to be great; there aren’t many people I’d be okay with having crash with me for that long, but Enrique and I get along fantastically well. The intimacy that grew up between us last fall was so comfortable, so nourishing to me. It’s going to do my heart good having him around again.

And speaking of heart-goodness, J.C.’s coming for a visit too! He’ll be here for Gay Pride weekend, the weekend after I get back. And he’s bringing along some cute young gay Asian friend of his, Truman, too. So for about five days there’s going to be four of us in this one bedroom apartment.

Yes, I think I’ll be having a lot to write about in the near future.

I was supposed to have that freebie massage from Travis tonight but he called at the last minute to cancel. He’s not feeling well. I was disappointed, obviously. So I am sitting here on my last night for a while in the big city, horny and achey and in need of some sort of mischief before I head off to the boonies tomorrow.

Hmm….whatever shall I do with myself?