My Blog. My Rules.

God. I've realised that I have become obsessed with hits, comments and blog rankings. This is not what this blog is for. I do this for me and no one else. I don't have ads (I may be a slut but I'm no whore!) so I shouldn't worry about how many people read this. I have you Dear Constant Reader and that's more than enough.

Now...I can't wait to see Kiss Kiss, Bang Bang, Brokeback Mountain, King Kong and, of course, Narnia! All of them look awesome (especially King Kong, featuring a 9 minute scene of King Kong versus... 3 T-Rexs!!! It's enough to make a dino addict do unmentionable things...).



George Michael plans to marry his partner. Well that's amazing... I didn't realise gay marriage was legal, let's go read the Civil Partnership legislation again *turns through pages studiously* oh wait.... it's NOT! BBC News get you fucking facts right. Sorry to swear, you know I don't like to, but it's SICKENING that the Governments spin machine has fooled even most of us moxes. Civil Partnerships are just one plank in this governments efforts to segregate and seperate each part of our Kingdom into small inward looking "communities" of consumers. Hey let's pander to Sinn Fein and the DUP. Fuck true equality in Northern Ireland. Hey let's give each community a new name!! British-Indians, British-Pakistanis, British-Kiwis. Brilliant. Oh let's just get rid of British altogether! Let's give the queers a piece of the pie but make sure the fundamentalists know it's not the same as marriage. But hey imagine how much money the "gay marriage" business will squeeze out of those desperate fools....

I am British. Each and every other subject of her Brittanic Majesty is my equal. Gay, straight, bisexual, black, white, disabled or stupid.... we are one people, with many facets. Multiculturalism and a tolerance of segregation is killing this country. It's time someone did something about it.

Please release me, let me go...

Dear Constant Reader,

 

Sorry I have been so lax in blogging of late. I have just been busy! I am not forgetting about you. In fact Jim has gone and given me a better link to this site for you to use, http://www.jaekay.co.uk/blog . That's right people. I am moving into the 21st Century!!! Next thing you know I'll be hosting my own blog... watch this space.

 

Hmm... hmm... I fancy another break. I just don't get away enough do I? I've only been to Lochgoilhead, Manchester, Prague, Warsaw, San Francisco and Lochgoilhead again this year. I mean really is 5 breaks a year even remotely enough???? ;o) So may well be off to Paris in a couple of weeks time. We'll see. We'll see. 

 

RANT: DVDs. Jim pointed this out to me last night, but aren't DVDs getting so annoying? You can't skip anything these days... adverts, warnings, company logos.... and the menus take ages to get to the selection point as some designer shows off just how clever he is.... I hate it! Please let's have a return to DVDs which get straight to the point and let you enjoy the movie rather than letting them become as annoying as VHS.  

 

Love you all.

 

Jae

 

 

 

Lochgoilhead - November 2005

Drymsinie House



Loch Goil - ain't it pretty?



Jae and Karen share a secret



This was just before we made our escape from the band.



Jason and the Args in action, just before claiming 2nd place in the curling tournament! Woo!

All I Want For Christmas....

A Busy Jae Is An Unhappy Jae

Busy, busy, busy!!!

 

Anyway the interview on Wednesday was actually fairly interesting. It was for a study by the University of Exeter on "Money management in gay and lesbian relationships". I expressed my distaste with civil partnerships (marriage or nothing!), and had to think about parts of my relationship with Jim that I haven't really expressed or dealt with before. Also reminded me... must sort out a pension! So resolution, I must have a pension plan by the end of February.

 

Yesterday at work was unpleasant shall we say and I'm glad that's over. Went out to Revolutions in Soho after to work with some work people to meet the new Accounts manager (again). Was cool but my fave part of the evening was walking back to Charing Cross. It's funny how attached I am to dates and places. I love Charing Cross Road. When I wander down it by myself I feel at home. Charing Cross station is the hub, the place that features in most adventures in my life so far. Some people have comfort blankets. I have a comfort street.

Jae - The Lab Rat

It's been a long time since I've been part of a study (last time I was helping Natalie). Well I am sitting in the bedroom, banished here by a lady named Maree from the University of Exeter while she interviews Jim. I'm next. More on this tomorrow.

Why do so many people confide their secrets in me? Today I held a mate in my arms while they cried their little heart out to me. What is it about me that makes people trust me? I know so many secrets it hurts. Secret abortions. Secret affairs. Secrets too awful to even anonymously mention. I wish I could make things better for these people. But I can't. I can only be there. A powerless Jae is an unhappy Jae. But if you ever need to talk; I'll be here.

Jason got to train a new guy today. Oh the power!

I love the Jesus versus Bush ad!! :o)

Harry Potter - Goblet Of Fire

Hmm... as a none Pottermaniac I feel I can view these films with a certain distance. This was pretty bad. The acting was terrible. The editing was too awful for mere words. It was too short for the story and too long for my bum's liking. It felt under developed and poorly realised. But I'm liking Ron and his brothers. I'm a secret ginger lover... :o)

But that's nothing compared to Philip Olivier...

Normal Service Will Resume Later Today.

I'm back! Miss me? I have the most awful cold, so please imagine coughing, sneezing and sniffling throughout posts until further notice.

 

Let's see what's happening in the news... another shooting north of London... Gary Glitter in trouble again... winter flu jabs run low... deja vu anyone?? God... I've stopped reading newspapers simply because I can usually guess what the stories will be and what each particular commentator will say about the headlines. YAWN!

 

 

Is This The Real Life, Is This Just Fantasy

Pretty shitty day so far... miserable people on the way to work put me in a homicidal mood, don't feel well and had to hang around outside work as people didn't turn up when they said they would. I am sure I said I'd never do an early again for this very reason... you live and learn I spose.

 

But doesn't sound like I've had as bad a day as poor Jim... lost luggage (totally lost luggage) and delayed flights and stuff... :( 

Still don't believe me? You will.

My Complete Series of Eerie Indiana arrived today (the postman waking the downstairs people.. oops!)!!! Yay!!

When I was younger this was one of my fave shows, I had such a huge crush on Marshall (Omri Katz) when I was younger (yes I was younger than him then so no it wasn't some paedophilic fantasy!) Love this show...

Ok... so no one spotted what was wrong with the photo a couple of posts back?? I am disgusted... it was so obvious. He's wearing a blazer AND jeans!!!! SOOOOOOOOO wrong.

Jim gets home tomorrow... I can't wait to see him.

Got my haircut today... hmm... soooo much easier doing it after work... I was the only person there.

WHERE ARE THE DAYS GOING?

How can it be ten in the evening already? I'm telling ya people... the world's gone mad.

So.. we've all heard enough about me.. what's going on in your life at the mo? Shout out to Paul for getting yesterdays question right!!!

Waiting For Jim

Spot the error in this picture...



Guess what Jim is bringing me back from America? Winner gets a mention in the next post.

Get A Grip On Yourself

It's funny how I used to get really obsessed with particular songs (normally god awful ones) for weeks at a time. Get a Grip by Semisonic was one I'd spend hours surfing the music channels to find. How quickly my obsessions get forgotten.

In fact my obsessions are most often for rubbish things nobody else likes... Star Trek:Voyager. Maximum Overdrive. Every cheap horror movie/creature feature this side of 1980. Case in point this week I've watched Crocodile, Spiders 2, Arachnophobia (Ok so that's not a bad film, it's got John Goodman in it, who is brilliant!) and Shark (AH! that one was almost as bad as Shark Attack). If I can bring myself to face it I've still got Crocodile 2:Death Roll to watch. I think pouring acid into my eyes might be more pleasurable. Maybe a bit of Jeepers Creepers is in order to save me; it is after all part horror movie/part gay movie/all good. Love it. Justin Long, mmmm...



Anyway... also while I was in San Francisco I saw an ad for a movie called the Hole (No not THAT crap movie we all try to forget about) and wanted it mainly because it was "from the director of the Fluffer". I love the Fluffer, and thought hey cool a humourous take on the Ring where people watch a movie and turn gay 7 days later... Well I got my hands on it finally and found it's actually a soft core porn movie (the great thing about gay softcore movies is there just like hard core movies, just without the boring bits!). Sure that's great but am still in desperate need of some actual serious entertainment. If I have to watch yet another crappy actor I may become homicidal...

My fave star from the Hole... Derec Lang.



Went to John's house warming party in North Acton last night which was cool.

Oh bugger it... Maximum Overdrive needs a repeat viewing... If you've never heard Yeardley Smith off the Simpsons doing "proper" acting you are missing out... she makes this movie... and the AC/DC soundtrack rocks!!!

Halloween Producer Murdered

Very sad news. As you may or may not know, I LOVE horror movies. And Mr Akkad was a massive influence on my fave franchise... Halloween. He stayed loyal to that franchise even in it's lowest hours and shall be greatly missed.

Jae Falls Down and Other Stories

Hmm... been busy. Yesterday I headed to Acton with Sam and Meredith. Joined by Sam's Aussie room mate Sky for a curry at Wetherspoons, before we caught a bus for Shepherds Bush and some drinks at the Walkabout with another Sam (male this time) and a Polly. Was fun, left early though, slightly worse for wear from too many snakebites. As I headed down the escalators at Bank tube station I did something silly. I fell backwards and landed on my back on the escalators, cutting my hand and hurting my back. But mainly hurt my pride as had to spend 10 minutes waiting on the platform with people who'd seen me fall. Embarrassing!!!

Today, no work! Well kinda, we had a team building exercise in the Fleming Mayfair hotel near Green Park. Pretty nice, and the six of us did get some constructive things done. Food was awesome. Had a few drinks afterwards in a couple of pubs in Shepherds Market.

Got home and found two of the three black tetras were dead due to some temperature problems. Sorry Jim!!

"Godzilla" Croc Found

Godzilla. How cool!

Coming Out and In and Out and In And Out

Hmm... Natalie had a good point about the perpetual closetedness of homosexuality. New person at work at the moment and I managed to catch Kim outing me to her (not that I minded, that's all cool with me) just today. Which kinda proves Natalie's point.

I used to be pretty forward in coming out. At Three Valleys I came out almost immediately, mainly because me and Stacey (whom informed me today it's 38 days till here birthday, year in and year out the Stacey birthday countdown is as reliable as the tolling of Big Ben) were sharing mags (AXM, what was I thinking?) and Elina picked it up and forced my not very reluctant hand. But when I started at the new place I didn't bother, and for a while I didn't really correct people's assumption I was straight. That wasn't because I was ashamed, but because I couldn't be arsed.

Anyone else feel like this? It's mind numbingly tedious having to put up with people's assumption that I'm straight (no sarky comments Mr Jim please...) and really why should I constantly be forced to out myself? Next time I'm in that situation I will not come out. Just for fun of course... how long can I convince people I'm straight? Hmm...

What Could Have Been

Watching ITV's "My Husbands Secret Life". It's kind of made me ponder what might have been if I'd made different decisions in my life.

As a side note I'm always amazed by documentaries about gay people, it's just funny to look on gay men through the eyes of an outsider, as if we're strange and different. Bless the straight peoples innocence, little do they realise we are just the bloody same as them. And these gay men in the documentaries... these are not real gay men, least none I've ever met... they are so dumb! One guy just said "There just weren't any gay men in such and such town". Oh hun, how NAIVE! Actually I think gay men's naivety deserves another post!

I thank the Gods that I got over the "it's just a phase" thoughts when I was 14, even if my parents decided to ignore my coming out for a few more years. I just can't bear to imagine the heartache of not going out with men, the hassle of dating girls (EEK!), the dullness of life pretending to be somebody I wasn't.

The last years of school was soooo strange for me, as I continued to pretend to be straight while after school I'd be in a gay bar, or doing something far worse (better!) with a trick or two. It would have been a nightmare to continue that for any longer than I did... so I have to say I have nothing but compassion for the closeted men. I pray for the day NO ONE feels the need to hide their sexuality.

I'm guessing that'll happen around about 20 000 AD... roll on ... ;o)

Corkey's back at Bad Weeds. Praise Jesus!



With Jim away (miss ya hun, love you!), I'm feeling very lonely... so comment god damn it!!!! ;op

Jae: The Idiotic Consumer

AH! I have become the customer I hate. Somehow I've managed to forget to amend the postcode on my delivery address for an Amazon order so it's incorrect. AH! AH! I'll see if I receive it and if I don't I'll sheepishly contact them and tell them I am VERY stupid, apologise for my mistake and try and sort it out.

BASH MY HEAD AGAINST THE WALL FOR BEING SO DUMB! And I only notice it after it's despatched despite checking the order every day for the last three days. DUMB DUMB DUMB.

 

In better news bought the New Statesman today (why? I hate that magazine... I just keep giving it one more chance) and it came with a free Green & Black Maya Gold chocolate bar. Truely divine.... mmmm...

 

 

We'll always have Paris?

Riots continue across France. What is this all about? Heresay and rumour seem to me to be the main causes, just like the recent riots in Birmingham. Don't listen to the mobs cries of "fighting racism". Last I checked cars and schools weren't racist. Burn Le Pen, then I'll believe you're fighting racism.

I heard one member of the mob on Channel 4 news say something along the lines of "It's time for them to stop treating us like dirt". Well young man maybe it's time you stopped flipping acting like dirt. There's a massive difference between basic unprincipled street violence and true protest. Let's just ask ourselves; what would Rosa Parks say?

Give me a peaceful protest against racism, a strike, even a march and I'll be there. But these outbreaks of young men on the rampage should not be tolerated. They dirty the fight against prejudice and should be treated as you'd treat a common criminal.

Home Alone

Hmm... time to arm myself with tins of paint, hot irons and exploding toilets?

That's right. Jim left today, heading for a two week stay in St Louis, Missouri (first class on BA no less). I miss him already. So I'm all alone, which means I'm thinking way too much, getting far too horny and eating junk. It's only been 9 hours.

No plans till next weekend either. Sad AND lonely. Joy.

Click on my Rent My Blog person. This week it's all about cigars.... ooo...

Gunpowder, Treason, and Totty

Remember, remember the fifth of November,
gunpowder, treason and plot,
I see no reason why gunpowder treason
should ever be forgot.
Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes,
'twas his intent
to blow up the King and the Parliament.
Three score barrels of powder below,
Poor old England to overthrow:
By God's providence he was catch'd
With a dark lantern and burning match.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, make the bells ring.
Holloa boys, holloa boys, God save the King!
Hip hip hoorah!
A penny loaf to feed the Pope.
A farthing o' cheese to choke him.
A pint of beer to rinse it down.
A faggot of sticks to burn him.
Burn him in a tub of tar.
Burn him like a blazing star.
Burn his body from his head.
Then we'll say ol' Pope is dead.
Hip hip hoorah!
Hip hip hoorah!

Politically correct? Nah... but fun. Not too far from my own personal beliefs about the holier than thou Christian leadership... (JokE!)

Mum's got the flu so won't be visiting today. Bad in some ways but oh so good in others... :o) But hope she gets better soon. This means I'll probably be visiting Folkestone next Sunday.

Today is Guy Fawkes (that's pronounced "forks" for anyone outside the UK) Night and hopefully I can persuade Jim to come to a display with me... mmm... fireworks, hot dogs, glow sticks and er... fireworks. Yay! Wanna know more?

And just for Otis...

Jim Gives Jae A Crazy Idea

 So over a roast pheasant dinner and a bottle of Pinot Grigio at Inside (our fave Greenwich restaurant) last night, Jim suggested I apply to join the police. I'm a little tired of customer service and feel it's time I start looking for something that interests me, as well as pays the bills (and the police force does that... in fact it's a lot more money than I'm on now!). Every career advisor I ever saw said "Join the police" and my Nan would probably collapse with excitement if I got to the passing out ceremony... So what does my Dear Constant Reader think?

 

Obviously I'd have to get fit first... but any reason why I shouldn't?

The Coke Addict

My Samhain resolution was to give up caffeine. I've gone two days now without any and don't I know it. Had an awful headache all day yesterday, it was most unpleasant. Had the same thing last year, but know that without all that caffiene in my system, I'll feel really good in about a day or so. It's going to be really hard, but I'm sure this time I'll be able to keep my caffeine habit in check.

 

Next... lose some weight. I'm turning into a whale... time to stop eating so many snacks, especially chocolate covered ones.

 

Just heard Kate Bush's King of the Mountain (I know, I'm so last week!). Really good. I love Kate Bush (it's an obsession a former Uncle [what was his name? James?] passed to me when I was younger. Yes I know my family relationships are most confused!). And I've finally realised they are not playing ABBA on the radio... it's Madonna! Note to self: keep up to date with latest music instead of relying on Gayborhood Radio's Music with Marshall on a Tuesday for all your music needs...

 

Anyone else getting a little too excited by the upcoming Narnia movie? I'll be less random tomorrow, once I'm over the cold turkey!

 

Nothing Much To Say

How the hell are you Dear Constant Reader?

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