Throw on Your Best Cardigan and Celebrate Fall 2011 with the Gays of ILX

Although maybe for the better since I put no thought at all into a costume this year. I'm bad at Halloween.

i'm sorry dollface

Haha, it's probably for the best if he is gay because otherwise, oops sexual harassment, but on the other hand, how often does an adorable young man fall into my life? Will report back. (He also dresses well and has really nice shoes, and a good haircut, if that's of any import.)

that's hot

out of my league.

get well, donna. I was going to be Jack in The Shining bcz I have the unshaven slob look right now, but didnt buy an axe. (also, I don't like the film, but I can do a reasonable Nicholson)

He is totally hot. Sigh. He doesn't seem gay, but maybe Midwestern gays are different?

I'm seeing "The Shining" at MOMI tomorrow night, 7 pm, if you need any inspiration. I was Harriet the Spy today at work.

Did you wear a hoodie and Converse sneakers and carry a notebook?

Of course. Also wore glasses, binoculars around neck, utility belt with a flashlight, magnifying glass and pouch attached to it. Forgot the Swiss army knife and tomato sandwiches.

Harriet the Spy changed my life b/c it was from her that I learned of the glorious tomato sandwich.

Oh god, I let summer pass without a farmer's market tomato in a sandwich :(

Guy from country bar called and left a voicemail. He sounded so nervous!

ugh, terrible week. i swear, if i fall for another straight boy (and the intern, of course)...:/

hey j0rdan, did you ever try grindr in columbia? good/bad?

well i don't have an iphone so, no

they just got on android recently, been thinking about it, but the immediacy of it bothers me

you kids & Grindr. It's cheating.

grindr for blackberry still hasn't emerged despite their promises

displeased about the growth of halloween as a thing in the uk, h8 fancy dress, it stresses me out. i am going to a halloween rave tonight though.

ha i'm doing the same and uhh... my friend somehow convinced me to go as a wrestler! it's probably been 15 years since i've gone anywhere near a costume, so this is no small feat.

i blacked out at a halloween party last year and later discovered that i behaved terribly. i was dressed as dionysus so i guess i can blame it on an invocation of the godform, but tbh i'm okay with staying in this year and watching just watching some cronenberg & argento flix.

Last night was all Hallowe'en drama and debauchery. But also a lot of dancing, so that was fun.

Went half-assed on costume this year. Just a cowboy, which is boring as fuck compared to last year's high concept group modern art gallery. But I couldn't think of anything as good, so didn't really bother.

Two minds about costumes. They feel like a pain in the ass obligation most years but on the few occasions when you think of something really fun/clever, they can be a blast. Two of my friends went as Cruella deVille and a Dalmatian.

I wore a lycra skeletonsuit costume to DJ in last night at this techno Halloween party at the Bank in Baltimore

kind of a crazy rollercoaster evening

con: a beer was accidentally spilled into my laptop, fucking it up and curtailing my dj set (laptop is now okay, getting cleaned/fixed)
pro: went home with two friends and had ridiculous triangular liason till 5 am
con: had to get up again at 8 am and put on suit and tie to be presentable at university function

so, downs n ups n downs basically

there's hope for us all

Harriet the Spy changed my life

Mine too! And I spied on my neighbors.

too broke to do anything for hw, but I'm not bummed.

going to see a 3D Soviet film (1947) tonight

snow/ice/slush in NY on Oct 29 is creepy enough for me

oh, and (tmi): messing around with a boy and girl at the same time is weird

I remember "Harriet the Spy" having a curiously strong emotional impact on me too

Doesn't it have a friendship-reversal-plot ala "Blubber"? (not to say that they're similar, but)

Sorry, gays: I don't care at all for Halloween, although I usually go to a couple of homo benefit parties. I won't this year though. Plus, in this town you gotta drive everywhere, and the cops are merciless.

oh, and (tmi): messing around with a boy and girl at the same time is weird

It's weird if they're a couple.

My ridiculously simple costume this year is gonna be

http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ljxq9k7fG51qbqoxjo1_500.gif

I've always wondered what would happen in that scenario and I feel like no matter what it'd be me on the guy and the girl on the guy and the other guy on the girl and it would just be weird.

It's the usual threesome drama compounded: either everybody's interested or it's drama in the morning.

hmmm, same w/ male couple the one time i did that

Doesn't it have a friendship-reversal-plot ala "Blubber"? (not to say that they're similar, but)

Yeah, kinda.

The ending of Harriet the Spy is one of the most poignant I've read. Fitzhugh finds the right note ("Sometimes you have to lie").

<3 Ole Golly.

In March 2010, Disney Channel premiered an all-new version of the story, entitled Blog Wars, with Wizards of Waverly Place cast member Jennifer Stone as Harriet, Alexander Conti from Cheaper by the Dozen 2 (2005) as Harriet's friend Sport, and Degrassi: The Next Generation's Melinda Shankar as Janie.

Oh dear.

oh, and (tmi): messing around with a boy and girl at the same time is weird

It's weird if they're a couple.

― lumber up, limbaugh down (Alfred, Lord Sotosyn), Saturday, October 29, 2011 6:29 PM (1 hour ago) Bookmark

in this case- I had a long n torrid affair with the guy ending a year ago, he used to go out with the girl, and I've been making out with the girl lately at shows in a "drunk n experimental so fuckit" kinda mode, so there are various layers of "ex-ness" going on too

fun, would do again

haha excellent -- you're my kind of hedonist, dr#w.

We def must meet if I visit Baltimore soon.

Leave it to you guys to turn an innocent Halloween discussion into a litany of all our perversions. God luv ya <3

sorry, I should have focused on the skintight skeleton outfit. I was just trying to imitate this scene:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o1DmdgOdHgw

holler at me alfred if you come thru Baltimore, though Stevie D and Tabes can attest that I am often kinda slammed with work and tend to only socialize in brief manic outbursts (#compensatingforbeingaworkaholic)

If you wear that costume when we meet I'll take it as a brief manic outburst.

Changed my mind. I'm now going out dressed as "bondage." (Thematic costume, more so. Not actual bondage gear.)

oh bondage up yours

Whatever I do tonight I'm going to listen to Change's "The End" ad infinitum.

Awfully hard to type this way.

i'm being lazy and going as a Lost Boy. there's something about Halloween that has started to rub me the wrong way as i get older. but then again, i've also grown to really dislike dressing up. let me wear my fucking black cut-off shirt with my black jeans and my black combat boots, like i do every day.

evidence: my housemate just put some mascara and eye-shadow on me, and i couldn't stop giggling because it tickles so much, and then she said, "you're so butch when it comes to make-up."

Morbs, I was thinking tonight of dressing up as Shelly Duvall in the Shining: beige turtleneck sweater underneath green checkered cambray shirt, brown overall corduroy culottes, sheepskin and suede booties, and a knife. Maybe next year we can coordinate as a duo.

Please do that, and deliver everything you say in a really unnatural and forced manner.

grindr for blackberry still hasn't emerged despite their promises

it has, i use it but it glitchy as hell. i hate my blackberry but i got it free as a friend's cast off.

weird night: i went to a friend's for a drink and walked home past the uni - lots of hot boys dressed up. half a mile further on i catch up with gorilla-suited guy (sans mask) with a northern irish accent asking me if he was walking in the direction of town and explaining that he had to get to his mate's flat so that he could get some sleep before his 10am flight to belfast. i explained that he wasn't but if he walked with me for a bit he could get to the main road where he could get a taxi.

as we are walking he told me he had lost his friends because he had gone back to a girl's flat and she had thrown him out. the guy seems adorable (he's 21, 21, 21...) so i sympathise with him. shortly afterwards he asks me where i've been and i tell him about my uneventful night. after that he asks me if i'm top or bottom (!), taken aback slightly (although i was getting a vibe off him) i say that i'm mostly top "but it depends" etc... he tells me he's bottom. okay....

when we get to the main road and find a taxi he ends up coming back to mine, i'm pretty excited, this hasn't really happened to me before and he's hot. we get straight down to it as soon as we get into the flat. he takes off his gorilla suit and he's wearing jeans but no top under it. a quick feel tells me his cock is fucking massive, yep.

after some kissing and to-ing and fro-ing and whatever else (i'll spare you) he's trying to fuck me but it's not really happening so i try to fuck him which i do relatively successfully (actually not too well tbh) but i'm so het-up i come pretty fast (shit happens) and have to end up... well, whatever, fill in the blanks.

as soon as he's done he gets up and goes back through to the lounge to put on his jeans and gorilla suit again. i get up and ask him if he wants me to phone a taxi? i phone several numbers but they're all engaged, it's Halloween weekend, after all. he's getting pretty stroppy by this point, actually, smoking a cigarette in the flat without asking and flicking the ash on the floor - he starts throwing a rubber-band ball around the room, knocks over a painting and is generally being a bit threatening, he's a big guy, much bigger than me. i can see the main road from my window so i can see that there are lots of taxis on the street and they're all going back into town empty so i tell him where to go to flag one down.

after he leaves i breathe a sigh of relief but as i look the back window to watch him go i wait, and wait... it seems he's taking ages to leave the building. i realise why as soon as i see him - he's stolen my bike which i generally leave on the half landing unchained (silly i know) and he's opening the garden gate and getting on to it. i grab my keys and run like fuck down the stairs. i'm wearing jeans and socks and nothing else. by the time i get to the gate he's only 50 yards on because he's so drunk and i live on a cobbled lane which is a nightmare to cycle on - unfortunately it's also a nightmare to run on since i've only got socks on and it's been raining. i'm gaining ground on him though. it seems it's easier to run in socks on wet cobbles than it is to cycle in a gorilla suit on wet cobbles.

just as he's about to reach the end of my lane and turn onto the tarmacked part on the next street & therefore gaining ground on the flat surface (shakespeare street, my side street is called hathaway lane, i love this fact) i see a guy walking towards him who seems to work out the situation without me calling for help, i can;t anyway cos i'm so out of breath. the approaching guy grabs the handlebars of the bike and it topples over. gorrilla suit (brian) falls off but rights himself pretty fast and runs ahead but the nice guy has my bike. he's pissing himself laughing and asks what the situation was and i make up some b.s. about a Halloween party that got out of hand. it doesn't even make any sense to me as i'm telling it and he's looking at me oddly but laughing good-naturedly anyway.

so i shagged a 21 y.o. irish lad with a massive shaved cock and i still have my bike and all's well, i guess. THE END.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NmOoekbK6YI