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Monday, June 21, 2004
The Start of Summer
Today is the first day of summer.
It's mating season and us gay boys are 'in heat'. I love the fact that (almost) every person I know is getting laid. Me too... consistently and so effortless sometimes. Ah, I love summer.
By the way, I finally ended my "blonde streak" not once, but twice. And there's nothing like a great Sunday morning fuck to put myself in such a good mood to see my dad for Father's day. I love ya, dad!
So off I take the GO Train to my parents' house. After the "political confrontation" with my mom two weeks ago, I expected her to be ready with her battle gear to convince me to go to the dark side and vote 'Conservative'.
Turning left to my parents' street, I see their house plastered with blue images. There's no mistaking to the neighbours as to who she will be voting her. Oh god. That's right... blue posters all over the lawn and my mom is on the balcony equipped with her Super Soaker Machine Gun. What a sight! She's already waving at me with a big smile as I giggle like a schoolgirl at the other end of the street.
Pow, she wets me. "Very nice, ma!" I tell her as I approach the front door.
My mom does try to start some sort of political debate, but quickly realizes that I'm not going to participate.
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Chicken was the theme for the Father's day feast: Jerk Chicken, Curry Chicken, Chicken Souvlaki, Chicken wings, etc... I think it's pretty obvious my dad is to blame. I love visiting my parents because everytime I'm around, I am fed like a king. Normally this would be a good thing but Pride is right around the corner. So... I've been closely watching what I eat.
Here's a snippet from a phone conversation with Scuba last Thursday night:
Scuba: "So...Pride is next weekend."
Me: "Yeah, I'm trying to get myself comfortable with the idea of taking off my shirt. I've been working extra hard at the gym."
Silence.
Scuba, giggling: "Yeah, I've starving myself too."
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