Big Brother Bonanza

So little old unassuming me was sitting when I worked out that the amount of Big Brother search referrals to my site could increase traffic ten fold. Grrr.... first it was "Faulty Towers" now it's "Big Brother Alex Gay" or "Big Brother Sunita" I shall continue as normal regardless.

Sad News: Chris' house has been sold. :o( He will be leaving us in two months. Who will do Spaced impressions now?

I remember now why I was going to rant. I was reading some Christian Institute Documents about homosexuality (known thy enemy and know them well). Grrr.... May go insane if I read any more. To cheer us up I have refound an old link to a long running teletext service that I have been a fan of for years!!!! Ptext

The Weekend That Was

After Big Brother started on Friday, you can imagine what a large portion of my weekend has consisted of. So Alex is straight. He fancies Kate (d’uh!!!! She is evil!!). But still he looks good in a shower, doesn’t he? (oh yes for like the first time ever BB on E4 showed us a shower scene!!).

There was going to be a rant in this post (I’m in one of those moods) but I have managed to control myself today at least.

Other things I did this weekend:

Read up on some Chinese articles, a strange boy band phenomenon (the Flower Band?), Chinese women abusing their bodies trying to increase their height and thus their social status, and their plans to start lunar exploration by 2010 (I love the idea of them having a permanent moon base before the Americans!!!).

Read up on how to emigrate to Canada

Caught up with Frank the Cat (remember him!!)

And attempted to understand why Pakistan and India want to start a nuclear war over such a relatively small strip of land.

Debbie Debs has been round all weekend ordering TVs off the net, decorating our glasses, making fun of Tony and the like. Great fun. Will give you up dates on Stephen, Jon, Faulty Towers, and any thing us you want to know (just ask me anything!!) tomorrow.

And in a chuckalicious turn of events if you type in big brother and a contestants name into google you will discover I am quite high on the list (of the ones I have tested I have been on the first two pages). So for those who come here I don't like Kate, Jonny or Jade (although Jade really can't help it its just she is so loud!!)

And to Karen:- I choose Alison as my part of The Bet.

Latvia: 12 points!!

And its all over folks. Latvia won, they had a strong support here at the des-res. I loved the two cute guys. Well done to Jessica though. Good show!! Slovenia should have won though (did you know they caused a tax protest in their country!!).

Here are some quotes from my mums score sheet (we take eurovision very seriously here!!!) "Israel: No Points Until You Stop Killing Palestinians" "Latvia: I told you u her trousers were coming off" "Germany:Shoud be David Hasselhoff [popular in germany for some reason] probably was him actually. 12 points for the dancing." "Lithuania: I Love Terry Wogan"

Now can anyone decipher the code messages in the links this year.... "Anything can happen in Estonian Clubs"... now have urge to jump on a TGV and run off to the Baltic states!!

LOVE EUROVISION!!!! It rules!!

Who is in and who is out

Big Brother
Firstly my predictions, I believe Alison will, and should win at this point. She is a very lovely person. Jade should be voted off. She seems to have a brain the size of a petit pois. “What’s ‘Sparagus?”

Jonny - Don’t like
Lee – Seems moody
Sunita – Sassy
Kate – Don’t like her as the Sun does. (soon she will be called Big Brother Babe or something)
Adele – Have no idea
Spencer – Very quiet, always a bad sign may turn out to be like… Paul…. NO!!
Sandy – Down to Earth light hearted father figure
Alex – I think he is straight firstly, although cute and intelligent. Good friends with Sandy
PJ – Have no idea
Lynne – I like her seems like someone I would befriend.

OK am I the only person who couldn’t care less about sex in the house, the Sun makes out its all that matters. I just like watching them as they make friends and enemies. What do you think?

My last poll results were interesting:

6 of my readers (40%) are straight (yippee for them!!), 4 (27%) are very lucky indeed and are gay, 3 (20%) refused to be put in such arbitary categories, and there is one bisexual and a bicycle (7% each). What was intriuging about the poll is it showed I really don’t know my readers. Three times in a row polls have logged an average 14 people voting, and out of them half never make their presence known. So come on guys and girls come out and get involved. Try my new poll: who is your fav big brother contestant? After each eviction I’ll update the poll. Have fun!!!

Big Brother 3 Begins

Very Briefly (much more depth next post) my initial thoughts. OK Alex the predicted gay man is cute, but I really love Alison (Aretha Franklin like). I loath Jonny (who let Sandy and Alex carry the "ugly" girls bags but as soon as some one cute arrived his smarmy little hands were offering "help") HE MUST DIE. And Lee, love the muscle (and his shorts seem well filled too ;o) ) hate the man. What a show off!!! And poor Spencer he looks Left out, almost like he is going to cry!!!

Love the house!!!!! Needs a cat tho :o).

May well be reporting on OnlineBigBrother in the near future (thanks for the tip Karen) and anyone got any tips for the forfeit for me and Karen's bet which officially begins Monday?

P.S. Dermot looked real cute :o)

Dermot O’Leary Day

The quiet tones of Madonna’s Ray of Light album, and the annoying sounds of Robert Kilroy Silk being homophobic wash over me right now. I am in a grumpy mood as despite seeing my old friends last week at the Black Bull pub I am still living in the past. I am also in what I like to call my “heterophobe” mood, not personally hating any individual heterosexuals out there, just hating a culture of thought I don’t like (old fashioned, if you are a modern thinking person disregard my mood)

My comments system is working. Yay!!

Big Brother 3 starts today!!!! Dermot O’Leary returns to E4 with his gorgeous smile and his lovely arms (I am a tad obsessed!!) to present BBLB.

I went out to Gees last night with Sam, Pete, Sarah, Chris and Zoe (who can now drive and has a car, well done!!). A couple of really cute guys were there. It worries me that I haven’t attempted to chat up anyone since January, have I lost the nerve? Andy was there and the band was Don’t Ask and they were very good.

Sonia came up to me last night and begged for me to apply as receptionist at the Hotel Burstin in town. Which I’ll do soon enough. Planning on going and visiting my old school with Sam today so that we can crash Mrs. Makepeaces last A-Level class of the year and steal some cake. Mrs. Makepeace may I add once said when told I had come out… “Oh so he has admitted at last has he.” She is rather astute for a RE teacher!!

Happy Birthday Joan

Joan Collins has a birthday today (although I won’t say which as it would be cruel). HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

Right firstly all my problems involving blogger and netcomments are sorted. So enjoy my brand spanking new comments system, in a new style and everything, at the bottom of each post!!!

I signed up for the Community Service Volunteers yesterday and hopefully I should get a placement soon. My ticket out of this small smelly town!!! I went to Gees last night with Sam where we talked loads and loads, and me, him and Sonia (the Wednesday barmaid) had an excited chat about Big Brother 3.

OK I have an apology to make. I don’t fancy Tom Selleck. A mistake wholly on my part possibly led to you to believe I fancied some old man (cute in his day but not my type!!). I actually like Tom WELLING from Smallville. Apologies to Sam and Pete who tried to correct me!!

Last episode of Smallville series 1 yesterday (sob). I fell head over heels in love with Mr. Welling when he tooks his top off yesterday. As Laura said… phwoar. He has the looks of the Sixth Former and the body of a Greek Adonis with an innocent farm boy look in his eye. Thus I warn you I am about to become an obsessed fan. A link has been added already, I think I may start a blog ring!!

The last poll was 12/14 in favour of me dumping Stephen. So I really need to. The current poll is interesting. Who is voting what?

Friday is Big Brother Day (also Dermot O’Leary Day) I am very, very excited. Saturday is Eurovision Day (with the sarcastic tones of Terry Wogan). Let us pray the presenters aren’t as annoying as last year.

Under a month until I turn 19. I’m getting all grown up!!

George Lucas Must Die!!

I went to see Star Wars: Episode II: Attack of the Clones last night. When I said I was really bored at the Scottish band the other night I was wrong!! Star Wars has been ruined it was boring, badly written, and not in the least bit funny. I will focus on the positive in a second but I want to say that not only was this one of the worst movies I have ever seen (and I’ve seen a few), it made a Phantom Menace look good.

The positives: the effects could not be faulted, the end scene involving Star Destroyers was cool, Yoda getting mean was brilliant. Oh, and C-3PO and R2-D2 were back together and almost saved the movie, until George Lucas wrote some really bad jokes. Needless to say I watched Return of the Jedi to remind me of why I loved Star Wars as soon as I got home.

My comments system will be online shortly. After sorting out the problems at netcomments I have to sort out some blogger problems. Sheesh!!!

I have got to go to Canterbury today. :-( Never a good idea I can tell you. Oh well I should be back by late evening.

To Annie, making your life more exciting ain’t easy. I really don’t know why you are asking me as my life is dead dull. But some tips: Do utterly random things every once in a while (and I’m not talking, drinking Pepsi instead of Coke here!!!). Go out whenever anyone invites you. Get involved in a new and crazy group of mates (I hear you know Kaz_Pixie2? Why not try her? Or join our group?) Get involved in a twisted love triangle. Or JUST BE YOU!! Why do you need to change>?!

“Come on Amma!!” “Demons. I see Demons”

Big Brother 3 begins this Friday. The only rumours that I have 1) heard, and 2) substantiated at all, are that there will be a transsexual in the house plus a glamour model. Remember there are 12 contestants this time. But most importantly Dermot “Nice Arms” O’Leary returns to our screens!!!

I went out last night with Sam, Sarah, Pete, Chris and Elliot. Firstly we went to Wetherspoons which was, as always on a Monday, cheap. We got bored and via a trip to McDonalds, we went to the Leas Club. While Sarah, Chris and Elliot got their food me, Pete and Sam went on ahead. As we walked into the Leas Club a loud, unmusical tune struck up. Seeing men in kilts we strategically retreated back to the others.

We returned en masse and went in. For some bizarre, unknown, unfathomable reason there was a full on highland band!!! Bagpipes, drums, kilts, short people and terrible swear words. I have only rarely been as bored as I was just at that precise moment (I texted Laura and told her to send superman, a code for boring, or unfortunate situations). Elliot bought loads of drink and seemed to be settling for the long haul, which aggravated me more. While Elliot and Sam played pool, the rest of us escaped outside. Was cheered up by Chris’ “Spaced” impressions.

Things started looking up when Elliot came out and started throwing up. Now this was a night out, I thought!! We joined the Rude Boy car circuit around town, saw some illuminated cars and headed for the play park. In the play park it quickly became apparent that people were having sex. How stupid of them!!!! The play park is our place to go, they should of got a room!!

So we all went home happy anyway!!

Decisions, Decisions

Pete, although your idea to make this a place open to “abuse” by the likes of the Folkestone lot is intriguing, abuse of this site will be heavily frowned upon. I shall in fact become mighty angry over abuse similar to that which Elliot has reaped upon my map. This site is my little baby, its been going for like 9 months now and even if I stop posting I will keep an eye on it.

Mr. Creighton (will just call him Kryton from now on its so much easier) failed to call me on Friday, but as he doesn’t usually call me if there is nothing to report, I still have my fingers crossed for a satisfactory outcome tomorrow over whether or not Faulty Towers will reopen.

Am in a really nasty mood today. I spent the weekend either hiding in my back garden with my cats or shopping at Bluewater (I got a Danger Mouse beanie toy!!). I went to Bluewater with Debbie Debs. I’ve got the wanderlust again, the urge to go off exploring some forgotten part of the world (as Ray Mears Extreme Survival was on last night I have a “need” to go to the Australian Outback).

Talking of Aussie Land, my “auntie Chris” (she isn’t really my auntie just my mums best friend after Debbie Debs) announced the other day she would be leaving her kids, marrying some drunk and running off to Australia within one week!!!! My mum decided to tell me this only because we drove past Chris’ house in Chatham. Really didn’t my mum think I would want to know something so important about the mum of best friend so I can counsel him accordingly?

Oh and the uncle David and auntie Jill saga of December continues as they use their children to bitch fight. David has found a girlfriend, you see, which scappers Jill’s idea he would be back with her within six months. Currently he has taken refuge with nan and Little Tony in Snodland. I am the only other member of the family who hasn’t told him to go back to her (she is an overbearing, nasty cow who treats my beloved nan (and David) extremely badly).

Oh one last thing, while at uni, Uncle Derek has contracted scabies. Derek what have you been up to, huh?! :o)

Oh (really this will be my last oh!!) and the commenting system will return shortly just ironing out a few last minute chinks.

Should I stay or should I go?

This blog has done everything I have asked of it. It has allowed me to communicate my feelings to those who know me and those who don't. It has allowed me to learn a little HTML. Its helped me find other hilarious/touching blogs and bloggers.

But what next? I look at it and its a mess. And now I've found Xanga. Here I get a sense of community, I can easily upload pics, I can make more like minded friends. So I am running two blogs at the moment which is kinda annoying. If I were to move I would lose a lot of readers as Xanga is very much "members only".

So what do you think? Tell me on my message board as its nearly the weekend and my updates are usually sporadic. John and Elliot, my message board is not the Flooble down the side bar, it is the button marked "message board" on the left, okay?

Sunny Days drifting away...

I spent much of yesterday gardening, reading in my garden and watching the cute topless guy across the road. Twas a great day!! It was really sunny and warm.

Anyway went on a Hardc0re 3 night out last night to Gees (Raw was playing and Andy wasn't there). Possibly our last planned one EVER!!!! Scary thought huh?

I have applied for several jobs at Camber Sands Pontins, which would mean I would have to move to a sunny (well sunny for like a day as this is Britain after all!!) beach resort, with accomodation supplied. Darn it!!!! :-)

My commenting system will be back on line (after like a month off!!!) as soon as I remember my password :-(. And Porn won the last poll. Why not vote in the current one?!

A Blast From The Past

The following are extracts in full and unedited from my 2000-2001 academic diary. Anything not in italics and/or in [square brackets] is there to explain obscure references to you. These are from a diary no one has seen before.

Wednesday 9th May 2001

Dear Journal,
Today I made a big mistake. I found out that Adam was seeing a girl called Claire. The mistake was that I told Sam (Claire after all is in our politics class). He then proceeded to make fun of Adam which was annoying. Then he mentioned my name. For about an hour they argued over who I betrayed. The consensus (issued by Matthew (who was judge)) was that I betrayed everyone.
Adam now hates me. I feel bad.

Thursday 10th May 2001

Dear Journal,
Did crap RE essay and Adam still hates me. Very arkward day at school.

Friday 11th May 2001

Dear Journal,
Tumber likes me again.
Sam is close to finding out my secret. He caught a glimpse of my wallet pic of Colin, only a glimpse though.
Then he had a conversation with George who knows friends of Stephen. He told Sam everything. But Sam has yet to make a big deal of it. Sam keeps asking me about it. [this was all about me being gay just to clarify]

Saturday 12th May 2001

average Saturday, normal stress levels, i.e. high

Monday 14th May2001

Dear Journal,
Girls from FSG [Folkestone School for Girls] went mad with eggs and flour. Police involved. Boys retaliate. Complaints left, right and centre.
Sam still very suspicious.
Caused more agro with Tumber today by accidently telling more people

Tuesday 15th May 2001

Dear Journal,
Talk from head. Guilt trip. It failed. Sam Haggar [head boy, embarassing them is a tradition] kidnapped, tied up, assaulted, tied outside the girls school. Head goes ballistic.
Makepeace sad to see us go. Got choccy cake and apple juice. She’s so lovely.

Wednesday 16th May 2001

Dear Journal,
Last SNHis [Mr. Norman History class] The countdown is on
School going crazy. Planning (this is very initial planning!!) to come out on Friday. Everyone should know by now anyway.
Footnote 27th July 2001- oh my God Jason. You actually went through with something prepared in this diary. This must be a first. I don’t think I like being out. People don’t want to talk about it. Its like its okay for me to be gay as long as I don’t talk about it and act straight.

Thursday 17th May 2001

Dear Journal,
Had no lessons today. Teachers in Belgium. The Herald thinks the girls were protesting. MAD!!!!

Friday 18th May 2001

Dear Journal,
Last day of school. Ever. Mr. Conley did a normal lesson. Mrs Whitehead brought us choccy cake (more!!).
After exam breifing went to Leas Club. Got drunk. Elliot threw up in Maccy D’s toilets.
Big News. I came out. Not to everyone but Tumber and Claire were told. Others will thus fin dout.
Met nice girl called Laura [smiley Laura] in Wetherspoons. She gave me lift home after everyone abandoned me. (NOT REALLY simply all left in drifts and drabs without me noticing as I am stupid)
Not sad to see back of school. Pleased finally to have come out.

So Good Graham Norton

V Graham Norton was much better last night. It was longer (always good :o) ), had a better guest (Gillian Anderson), more internet fun, and best of all Betty in the press pack outside the Star Wars Premiere. She “interviewed” Richard Madely (Gillian Anderson: “Who the fuck is he?!”), Halle Berre and Samuel L. Jackson (who was very confused to be interviewed by a seventy year old lady, one whom looked rather scared and who keeping turning to the reporter from RI:SE for help in asking questions). Richard gave her a hard time which got him booed by the crowd (who had spotted Betty and gave her more cheers than the stars!!). Brilliant.

I went round Pete's last night with Chris and Zoe and watched a little of Miss Congeniality. Mr. Creighton phoned wants to go out for a beer on Friday. Decision on the future of Faulty Towers due on Monday or Tuesday. As is my summer ritual I have started reading Stephen King's IT. This will be the sixth summer I have done this.

There was I was going through one of my old diaries earlier, and realised it was May. I am crap at keeping Wiccan festivals. So I rarely do. But I have my own “festivals” that I celebrate/commiserate on. And May is like the most important month of the year for me (and for Colin, a former boyfriend who lives in Glasgow now, I just phoned him up and he was like “Oh are you nearly ready Jay?” I lied and told him I was). AAAAHHHH. I have things to do!!!

This will mean I may not post as regularly as always, I might do but I will have to see if I have time. And I might not be out as much. Imagine Christmas and my birthday added together and you are not even close to how important the coming days are to me.

May future post (finally use one of Blogger Pro’s features) some silly stories for the days I can’t post. These are stories from my past that are funny/scary like the time I meet Natalie Woods, or saw a ghost, or the time I persuaded half of Snodland I was Batfink……. Actually all are funny for you to read and scary for me to live thru. Damn…..

Plus some old diary entries from yesteryear. Get a real insight into the private world of Jason Kay aged 17 and 3/4!!!!

Strange

I went into the lean to (what we call the “conservatory”) just now and had the most bizarre experience. Yesterday night I came into the house and fed my cats in the lean to. I had to move the folded up clothes horse out of the way to do it. So imagine my surprise when this morning I go to feed the cats and I find that sometime between 11.30pm and 8.00am some one has come into my house, sorted out the washing and hung it on the clothes horse. The clothes are still wet so it couldn’t have been done long a go. The doors were all bolted and locked, the windows closed (I am security obsessed).

This is not just strange but frightening. It was not done last night I know that as I distinctly remember wondering where the folded horse had come from as it wasn’t usually in my way. I really can’t, and possibly don’t want to, explain how the fuck this could be. I believe in much stranger things than this so I'll put it down to Melly Mels ghost and hope that explains it.

My family will be back later. Worse luck!!

'Tis the Big Party

So it was Zoes 18th birthday yesterday. I went around Chris' house first and watched Spaced on DVD. Twas great!! I love Spaced!! Then we headed to her house, where the best party ever was about to take place. Her friends Holly, Little Gem, Annie (a regular reader!!) and Lauren were there along with her mum and sister Jody. We played pass the parcel (joy) and I won a great big Yorkie bar ("It's Not For Girls"), we had jely and ice cream and we blew bubbles in the garden. But what really made it great was the party bag!! A Monster Inc. one which we carried with pride into Wetherspoons.

Sarah and Laura arrived, followed shortly by Arron, and after a couple of drinks we moved on to the Leas Club (via Sarahs smelly car [smelly as some milk had gone off in the back]). Great night out in all.

On Saturday Sarah got drunk in..... SNODLAND!!! Wow see people it actually exists and isn't just a creation my imagination!!!

Disclaimer

Now in the past people have taken my site too much to heart and I found this while I was surfing blogs and thought it best sums up how I feel. I'll add it to my side bar sometime later:- DISCLAIMER.

It's a bit heavy and as you know I love getting funny comments so don't take this too seriously either.

Peace, Quiet and the Real End of the Affair

I have been obsessed with MT for 4 years. It is time to stop. I have to move on from such a childish crush and so I bid farewell, he shall not be mentioned, stared at, or obsessed over by me ever again. Promise scouts honour, matey!!

I have finally found some peaceful, stress free time to actually do some worship. My religion has been on the back burner for a while as with my family here I have had difficulty practising. But this morning I awoke and decided to actually get out my Book of Shadows and do stuff. Wasn’t I good?!

Its Zoe’s Eighteenth Birthday today!!! Congrats!! All the fun things you can now do vote (well I think that’s fun!!), drink (legally that is!!), and get loans and stuff!

Currently I am watching round the clock Big Brother 3 audition tapes. That boy who was once a child prodigy in the antiques world who then had a sex change applied!! I just saw his video!! If I hear another bloody poem one, or someone saying “Pick me, please” I may go bananas. How sad am I for watching round the clock coverage of people who haven’t got on!!

When Harry Met Jay F Kay

So last night there was a little "do" round my place. After wandering town for supplies with Chris and Zoe, meeting Robin, Aaron and Annie on the war I returned home to prepare. Chris, Zoe, Laura, Elliot, and Sarah attended (bringing drink and food, my fav part!!). It was alright I suppose. After some drinking tired Sarah lead her troops (every one but me and Elliot) home. Me and Elliot stayed, watched some "Jet Li" movie and I went to bed late. V Graham Norton was actually quite good (it had Josh Harnett as a guest!! Cor!!) last night.

I awoke at 8 in the morning (ungodly hour) watched my usual quota of deaf programmes (my BSL is really coming on a way now) and SMTV, watched Supergirl (cute guy in that) and then Elliot left to go home. Within minutes Chris and Zoe asked if I wanted to go to town with them. We bought a replacement fish for Zoe to replace one that died. Its tentatively called Jay the Fish Kay (JFK) (I am so pleased!!). Her fish Harry seemed pleased to have a friend again.

In town we meet Sarah, did some birthday shopping for Zoe and saw numerous other people (Little Gem, Chris' entire family, Zoe's Gran, her sister Jody).

Graham Snorton

Graham Norton’s new show, V Graham Norton, is growing tiresome already. You know I love Graham but the shows are 1) too short 2) on so often his brand of humour becomes unfunny and 3) really stupid. Even Betty seems to be growing tired of it and his guests no longer look embarassed for themselves, they look like they are embarassed for him!! Poor Graham. Channel 4 redeemed themselves with the rather good Daisy Daisy. Twas about Daisy (a female version of Louis Theroux) entering a beauty pagent. Very funny!!! She is not afraid to poke fun at her subjects like Louis does.

Chris and later Zoe came round my house last night. Which was nice. I am still looking for that job. Mr. Creighton keeps telling me to wait for him to take over the hotel (otherwise he has to start from scratch without me as a guide!!)

Pim Fortuyn is buried today. The hot favourite for leader is black. Maybe things will turn ut alright in the end.

What songs am I listening to?: Adam and the Ants “Stand and Deliver” and Daniel Bedingfield “Gotta Get Thru This” (Do I ever not listen to this?)

What am I reading? Several Bill Bryson books all at once!!

What films do I want to see? Other than Star Wars AOTC I want to go see Y Tu Mama Tambien (a faint hope as Ashford cinema shows English and Indian, but not Spanish, movies…)

Folkestone Blog

I was looking up the Leas Club on Google (for no reason *whistles innocently*) and found this and this. I know most of you don't use my links (thats why I don't put many on!!) but why not check this out. This means you Pete!!

Come on Baby Light My Fire

So Jon came round Tuesday night, which really messed up my plans to watch TV, and we were really determined to have a frank discussion about whether we wanted a relationship, what I was doing about Stephen etc. etc. But we ended up having sex. I know it was naughty!!

The new Will Young video for Light my Fire is surreal but its growing on me. Saw the new Eminem video for “Guess who’s back”. I can’t help finding him attractive, despite my better judgement. And as I’m talking about cute guys, Smallville was on last night. Watch this space for the Tom Selleck Appreciation Society!!!

I went round Laura’s on Tuesday as I was bored and we had a little gossip. Wednesday I couldn’t blog as Tony was in all day!!

The Family has gone to Cornwall until Monday!!! Joy!! There is to be a drinking session around my house on Friday, bring drink, music and videos. My DVD player is deaded so no DVDs. Arrive any time I am here all day!! All welcome.

"Ouf" and other stories

Right Le Pen was defeated in the French elections, which lead to me say "Ouf" (French for "phew"). But he still got 6 million votes. Which is bad. He is expected to do well in the coming general election.

Remember Pim Fortuyn, the only right wing leader I respect? He was shot dead yesterday. His unique blend of reactionary and liberal values was a breath of fresh air. And his gay pride was heartwarming. I fear with his death, his hard line party wil get even more seats in the coming Dutch elections, and without his guidance may fall back into line with more Conservative right wing movements like Haiders Austrian Freedom Party, Griffins BNP and Le Pens Le Front Nationale. Dark days are ahead.

I went out to Wetherspoons and the Leas Club last night with Chris, Pete, Laura and Sarah. When I got home I caught the last bit of Graham Nortons new show and then had a phone call from Jon when he told me he loved me. AAAHHH!! I shall dump Stephen this week, it is the best thing for both us, we need to move on.

Bank Holiday Weekend's Only Post

Some news I have forgot to mention recently:- 1) My mum has been accepted to a new job which doubles her salary to £50 000 a year. She is holding out accepting the job offer to see if she likes it.
2) Adam1 has been accepted on to the Leed's University Challenge team. Well done Adam1. Just don't do any William Hague Impressions okay? :o)
3) Zoe is going to see Westlife soon. Lucky cow!!!!
4) And Zoe you are right this website is now banned material at Folkestone School for Girls. Fame!!

I, like the BBC, was a bit premature in saying the BNP had won 2 seats. In fact they have 3(!). They must be fought on every level.

"We're right, and we're free,
And we'll fight, yeah, you'll see"
Twisted Sister, We're not going to take it

Saturday was good. I went home to Snodland for the first time in ages. Haven't been away from home for so long!! The Co-op had been moved, things looked much tidier than when I was last there. the crime rate is down for the first time in 20 years!!

We took Nan for a drive around the Weald of Kent (the most lovely place on Earth). In Snodland we visited the mysterious lake where Terrapins and American Bull Frogs live (rumour has it they are discarded pets that have multiplied out of control). Its a bit surreal there!!

Then up Seven Mile Lane (ah how good it is to talk of places of my youth!) we went to Brookside Garden Centre ("Our Jimmy!!"). I am always amazed at how comfortable English people are with the Latin names of plants.Tres Bizarre.

After that we visited a flower show in Birling (yawn). Birling is one of many lost communties, where people still go to church, never shop at supermarkets and leave the village only rarely. it is very scary meeting such people as they hate strangers!! The Weald may be beautiful but you don't stand a chance unless you speak like a Weald boy (a quality I still have!!). Without it you will be viewed with a deeply suspicious eye. Nan proclaimed it reminded her of the Midsomer Murders.

I went home watched TV. Then Jon came round we had some pints and fooled around a little ;o). He left to go visit his friends in Deal. I was persuaded by the freshly returned from France Pete to go to a "party" at Chris' house. It was fun, with Laura, Sarah, Zoe, Adam2 (the yummy one from last week remember?), Chris and Molly the dog (I'm not being cruel she is in fact a bitch, a female dog).

Got mighty drunk. :o) Not as bad as Pete though!!

Cat's Rule, Dog's Drool

I went out to band night/Andy the Bar man night last night with Pete. The band were great, the lead singer was cute. But Andy really isn't that attractive when I am sober!! He even managed to spill omeone's pint all over them!! Pete and Laura had a very mysterious phone call "He did what? With a stick?!! No!!" it went on like that for a good 5 minutes, leaving me confused.

The BNP have taken two council seats in Burnley, which is so bloody wrong it is beyond belief.

More people own cats than dogs now!! Well no actually more cats own people than people own dogs. But it is great, I can already hear Millie's evil world domination plans!! I may begin a "Free Mr. Tinkles Campaign"!!

Sarah H sent me a rather odd email, which I don't quite understand. Could she send like date references and things as I can't find any reference to what she claims in my blog. I am very sorry if I have upset her. And I was blaming myself for not keeping in contact with you and not blaming you for not keeping in contact with me.

Good news!! My comments system should be back up soon, i.e. within a day or two. Then we can begin proper discussion again!! Due to several complaints my message board is back in the side bar. And the map I "borrowed" from Karen really seems to be going well (in fact several people have borrowed it from this site!! Cool!!).

And Big Brother 3. The countdown has begun!!

Jubilee Blues

The Queen's Jubilee truely is underway, with everyone talking about the propagandist documentary on the BBC last night. It made me feel like going outside, wearing a large Union Jack, standing to attention and singing "God Save the Queen". *shiver*

Local elections today. The BNP are posing a serious challenge in the north.

"somebody save me,
don't care how you do,
save, save, come on,
I've been waiting for you"
Smallville Theme

I am not at all happy right now. But finally I can tell you the cause of my recurrent depressions. After much analysis I can reveal it is my family who make me hate myself. But I shan't dwell on it. Instead I shall formulate an evil plan at this site. 'Tis very funny. And Smallville was on last night. Definetly getting an ever more unhealthy obsession with the star.

Jason's Silly List 4 - Silly Words I use Too Often

1) Kerazy (pronounced ke-RA-zy)
2) Fabtastic (when fantastic simply isn't good enough!!)
3) Chuckalious (is to funny what delicious is to tasty)
4) 'Tis ("it is")
5) Anyhow (no not anyhow as it reads but any-hew a phrase I picked up from Stephen)
6) Salute (why I use this word is currently under investigation)
7) Bonsoir (I really need to stop saying it especially in the morning!!)

My Evil Plan
Your objective is simple: World Domination.

Your motive is a little bit more complex: Power

Stage One
To begin your plan, you must first clone a pope. This will cause the world to realize something is wrong, baffled by your arrival. Who is this really bad guy? Where did they come from? And why do they look so good as an intelligence transferred into a computer?


Stage Two
Next, you must seize control of United Nations. This will all be done from a floating fortress, a mysterious place of unrivaled dark glory. Upon seeing this, the world will give up, as countless hordes of evil clowns hasten to do your every bidding.


Stage Three
Finally, you must unleash your needlessly big weather machine, bringing about a 1984 police state. Your name shall become synonymous with the spice girls, and no man will ever again dare steal your woman. Everyone will bow before your mind-boggling insanity, and the world will have no choice but to give you control of the planet.

How things could have been...

Jehovah Witnesses have just visited. Every time they come round I instantly begin to question my life. I would so be a Jehovah Witness if I wasn't gay. And imagine how hard it would have been to slam the door on a six foot eight Jehovah!! Must think nice thoughts...

Guy was cute... must try to "convert" him. Praise the Goddess. Blessed Be.

There you go I feel much better...*runs off to read the Watchtower News*...Darn it!!

The pictures all look so nice and safe. Look a family reading the Bible. Two boys, heads bowed to pray, sitting in a cafe. Black, white and yellow living together in peace. And simply because of the way I was born I can never join them (I am a bit of a straight bloke in a gay man's body sometimes aren't I!!)

Happy May Day

Todays events:- The Queens Jubilee Tour begins in Falmouth. Large anti-capitalist (anti-Fascist) protests throughout the worlds major cities. London police will, as usual, cause it to be more violent than planned.

Yesterday Mr. Creighton (the one Mr. Lambert tried to dupe into giving him £10 000) phoned to say he is almost certainly taking over Faulty Towers on Saturday or Sunday. He offered me a job (basic title:- the only member of staff!!). Woo Hoo!!

Chris and Zoe, bless their little hearts, came round to see me. I do love having guests. Watched telly, and then was persuaded to go out. Thankfully as I have a job again I don't get big lectures every time I go out.

I went to the Leas Club with Sarah, Pete, Elliot, Chris, a Friend of Sarahs, plus we met up with Robin and Aaron. We then talked about Annie all night. (Not really Annie just teasing!!).

So it may be (it isn't 100% certain yet) that in a weeks time I will be back in Faulty Towers. Talk about deja vu!!

Grrrr.... Jason's Never Ending Rants

I was watching 4x4 on BBC1 last night and it really annoyed me (what doesn't?!). It was about runaways and missing children in the wake of the mysterious disappearance of Milly Dowling. Throughout they consistently referred to runaways like this:- "the runaways who put their families through hell."

Talk about blaming the victim. Its like calling a rape victim "the rape victims who give their attackers pleasure." Its disgusting. It appears that it never crossed the minds of the producers that a person who runs away for more than 72 hours is usually suffering terrible mental anguish.

Right have you ever been looking at porn and thought "Gosh aren't those curtains awful, they really clash with that rug". Well neither have I!! But someone has and have devoted a whole site to it bringing in various experts to judge the interiors. Go here and check out "Obscene Interiors". Don't worry all the pictures have been blacked out.

Somebody think of the children!!

Why do I always get the impression that British people lack a sense of humour? David Beckham does a tongue in cheek photo shoot with baby oil and glittery pants. And what is the consensus on Channel 4's new breakfast show "RI:SE"? "He is an England captain. He is supposed to be a role model. Is this what we want our boys to copy?!" - Joe Bloggs from Manchester. Get a life you fools. How on Earth can David Beckham (Mr. Stupid himself) corrupt children?! He is so innocent it hurts!!

I am trying not to get annoyed with Brits (I have decided not to be one anymore, just call me human). But really when the national newspaper is The Sun, when people say things like "Hitler had the right idea", when homosexuality is still percieved as something even homosexuals don't want, how can I call myself British? I'm proud to be me. I hate Nazis. I like being nice to people and can't stand fuss. I used to think that was what being British was all about. I was wrong.

Any way to cheer myself up I decided to clean up my blog design a little and make my links tidier.

Please don't blame me for doing quizs all the time. It's just that Rina finds the best!!




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Jay Kay Does London - Again

WARNING - 'Tis Very Long!!

There I was preparig for my meeting when Chris and Pete showed up and asked if I wanted to go for a drive with them before the meeting. I agreed, stupidly(!!), and off we went. Within half an hour Pete had an idea. "Lets go visit Claire!" he screamed spontaneously.

So that was hour half an hour later I found my self waiting for a train at Folkestone Central Station trying to teach Pete how to use the ticket machine. As it was an hour until the next train to London Bridge, Pete decided to try and find something diverting to do. This resulted in him reading "Take A Break" in a Pete stylee. I can not replicate that here but it was extremely funny!! Then a strange bloke started to hover near us (not literally although that would have been fun!!) and every time I laughed he quietly guffawed.

On the train we played "I Spy" to pass the time. "Is it Mahatma Gandhi?" asks Pete. "No as I said it starts with an S" I would suggest. As you can imagine with our brilliant minds the game lasted quite a long time. Then we discovered the "Never Ending Tunnel", a tunnel so long I may have lost a wholke year of my life in there.

We arrived at around 20:30 and were meet by Claire and three of her friends. We immediatly headed for Kings College's Student Union Bar. Here Pete was voted most likely to be gay and for a few brief seconds Claire's mates considered us a couple (before I put them right!!). The student union was nice the club even better. It was a mini version of Event II, with such classic music as "Like a Prayer" - Madonna and "Whereever Whenever" - Shakira. At one point some bloke tried to dance with me which was uncomfortable.
After trying to convince Claire's mates I was in fact gay (I still don't think they believe me!!) we headed back to Claire's house. I slept on Claires floor.

At around 10:00 we got up and had pizza and Micro Chips for brunch. Claire was the perfect host may I add. We arranged to meet Stephen at London Bridge Station and after introducing him to Claire and Pete we began a suprisigly brief search for the Millennium Bridge. It was quite nice (although I think it'd be far better if it still wobbled!!). After that we went to the Tate Modern. It was okay. Stephen spent most of the time proclaiming to the world which men he saw were gay, or cuddling and kissing me. I am not comfortable with this anymore not since the stone throwing incident. To think I used to be the one who held his hand proudly as we wandered homophobic Folkestone! Artwork there was almost always described a bit like this:

Although this piece appears to be a glass of water on a shelf, the artist maintains it is in fact an oak tree(!)"

After the gallery we wandered towards a Slug and Lettuce (Stephen: The Slag and Lesbian) pub via a river walk and a market (where I was eyed up by some Spanish market merchant much to Stephen's annoyance). And after a drink me and Pete headed home by train. Thanks Pete for subsisdising this trip!!

After about an hour and a halfs respite back home I set off for Wetherspoons. There was John, Laura, Pete, Chris, Sarah and her deliciously cute "ex" Adam (we shall call him Adam 2 to avoid confusion with Adam, our absent friend). It was an okay evening in which Chris got very drunk, and while Sarah, Chris, Laura, Pete and John went off clubbing (I hope you danced this time Pete!!) I went home. Phew what a weekend.

A Silver Lining

OK so I am not going to Brighton tonight after all. "Why?" I hear you cry. Well I am going to what is being described as the first meeting of "The Make Mr. Lamberts Life Hell Club". We refuse to allow the bastard (who continued lying until the very end it would seem, as he tried to convince Jelena he wasn't running away yesterday) from getting away with his crimes. I am still owed £632, Besh and Jacqui are owed similar amounts, Mr. Creighton and his wife Jackie were nearly ripped off for £11,000 before I gave them a courtesy phone call. Doctor Gaur has lost at least £20,000.

We know every address he has (including the East African home of Josie's mum). My granddad has already got the mayor of the French town, in which Peter has a house, to refuse him planning permission for a new barn. We shall be paying visits to his Sandgate home tonight.

Mr. Creighton says that if he does get a lease for the hotel I will get a chance of first refusal (its a good thing I assure you!!) for any job I want. He even said he was tempted to give me money yesterday as he saw how angry and hurt I was. We are going out next weekend to discuss how to go forward.

So Mr. Lambert your days are numbered. We know where you live. (22 Riveira Court, Sandgate High Street, Sandgate, Kent) My part in this campaign is to use my granddads money to investigate Mr. Lamberts past business dealings and publish them here. I have a vendetta. I will succeed.

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Warning: All Brightonians Read This

Pete has this crazy idea of us going down to Brighton tonight to go to the Event II. If anything comes of it I expect to see lots of people I know there (or I may start sending evil looks in your direction!!). You have been given due notice.

When stranges things happen, are you going round the twist?

Well instead of waiting to be called to go to Faulty Towers I went out with Chris, Zoe and Pete down to Gee's. Sonia the barmaid was there who was really nice about the whole me not ging to the interview at the Burstin. And her husband? Hubba hubba. ;o)

Andrew the barman was there. It amazes me how well Beer Googles work on him. One minute he is a fairly average bloke (extremely bad barman) the next he is an outstandingly cute, and very suave bar man.

Jelena phoned to tell me what had be going on in the strange world of hotel management and it would seem the Lambert's went back at about 9p.m. last night. A HUGE row insured and when Mr. Lambert realised he was in a lot of trouble with everyone he "bravely" ran away. He is such a man. Dr. Gaur and Jelena stood in his way to stop his car from leaving. He actually seriously attempted to run them both over. He is psycho. He is currently somewhere in Sandgate (another part of Folkestone, Gee's is there). I know what his car looks like and ma go for a wander today. On another note I now have his French address/phone number, his Peasmarsh address/phone number and his mum's address. He cannot hide for long. (evil laugh).

This is how the cookie crumbles*

So I stormed up to Faulty Towers in the hope that I would get my money. I was fobbed off again. So I went to Skuba, had a drink (this is at 10 in the morning) laughed at Zoe, Chris, Laura, Sam, and Elliot who are now the laughing stock of everyone for running away on Saturday.

As I wandered home I met Jacqui who told me to go to the hotel as the bastards were running away for France today!!

Rushed back to find Tank in charge of bar, I shouted at him and told him to fuck off out of MY hotel. Dealt with the prospective new owners who might give me a job. I phoned Dr. Gaur and was immediately made temporary manager until his daughter arived. She, Roberto and Jacqui arrived within the hour. The bastards will be coming to collect the rest of their stuff tonight. Everyone (Mr. Singh, the Gaurs, the prospective owners, Jelena, me, Jacqui, Roberto, Besh and the police(!)) will be waiting for them. And if that doesn't work I have got their address in France plus their phone number. Do you know I really fancy a booze cruise now you come to mention it.....

* please note no cookies were hurt in posting this blog.

Is it his hair? Is it his eyes? No it's Superman!

I went to Dover with Laura yesterday. It wasn't as bad as I had feared. But stil its Dover. And I joined yet another charity (Amnesty International). I really must stop doing that. Bought The Beach video and Notes from a small island by Bill Bryson (where my original copy went is beyond me although I suspect it is in a bookstore in Rome thats where all my books are).

Smallville was on Channel Four last night. I have definetly started to develop a very healthy interest in Tom Selling (AKA Clark Kent). That hairstyle really is irresistable.

I went to Faulty Towers lasrt night to collect my money as promised to me by Steve on Monday. They tried to offer me a check. Did they think I would be even more foolish and accept it?! I turned them down and they told me to come back today.

Jacqui phoned me up last night to wish me well and I can now give you, for the first time, the complete low down on the collapse of the hotel. Firstly Jacqui and Roberto have moved in and are basically holding Mr. Lambert hostage until he pays them their money. They have informed Dr. Gaur of the situation and he says he has a little surprise in store for them!! Mr. Lambert and Josie said they would stay until the drinks ran out. After which they promptly sold all the drink to Skuba (which officially broke of relations with the hotel on Monday). They are planning on running away to France on Saturday. So how much of my £632 I will ever see is questionable.

I have got like a hundred applicaton forms for jobs ranging from Safeways Petrol staton all the way to ABC Holidays up in Smeeth (a small insignificant village near Ashford)

Bonjour mon petit fleur

So I must get used to life as an unemployed person. Really not hard as do nothing really suits me!!

So after doing very little all day yesterday, me, Elliot and Pete walked into town and met up with Laura and Sarah. Our plan was to see Scorpion King (I really like that movie [and not just for The Rock's arms thank you very much!!]). But we ended up seeing Queen of the Damned. Which I liked (and not just because Marius and Lestat are the two gayest vampires ever [well since Brad Pitt]). We saw Aaron, Robin, Annie and Jo while we were there.

After that we headed off down Gee's where we meet Chris a pleasant evening was had by all and we went home happy.

I'm going to Dover today. I have taken my shots don't worry. Wish me luck. :o\

Resigned to my fate

Firstly Happy Saint Georges Day to all you right wing English football holigans. I am far prouder to call myself British.

Now yesterday Jacqui, Roberto, Tank and Tank's wife staged a mass walkout of work. Basically they came and said goodby to me and ran. I spent the three hours after that seriously considering my prospects. At 5p.m. I asked for my £632 that I am owed which they failed to give me. So the last remaining member of Faulty Towers staff walked out. The most upsetting thing for me is that Matt, Mark, Felicity, Stephanie and the Fawlty family live on my work computer. Matt and Mark's relationship will never be resolved. :o(

I returned to Faulty Towers at 8p.m. with Pete to see if they had my money. They promised I would get it Wednesday night. Having consulted with the family lawyer (I love saying that!!) I have now got to decide whether to take the management to small claims court. I am now unemployed once again. Will post my resignation letter tomorrow!!

Went out to Spoons with everyone (+ Sarah who looked bored all night) after Zoe left me and sarah decided we wanted a curry. So we dragged everyone to Bashati for a very civilised (well if you discount Elliot with the popodoms)
Indian. I paid for Elliot. Darn it!!

After that we went down playpark to relive last summer (failed).

As me and Chris were driving back from Lyminge where we had dropped Elliot and John off the car became filled with a strange blue flashing light. Chris was kind enough to tell me it was the police (also see arseholes not all of them just this one) the reason we were pulled over? Because Chris had been a bit slow in dimming his lights. Oh yes thats a criminal offense don't you know. £20-30 fine we were told. Who says the police is a waste of money? What would we do without them? There wouldn't be a dimmed light in the country. This is the reason why I don't celebrate St. georges. English people are weird.

To Be or Not to Be


I decided not to blog yesterday as I was in a rather nasty mood and didn’t want to talk about it. Instead I played the Sims. My first two families meet with disaster (one unfortunate couple were killed in two separate fires, while the others have no money nor food) my third family were Matt and Mark. They have already fallen in love and both have jobs, their house is really getting to be nice. My fourth family (who moved into to replace the deceased couple) are thriving. Felicity is lazy and doesn’t want a job. Her housemate, Stephanie, is tidy and has a medical internship. They hate each other. But the house is gorgeous!!

Bish and Alison walked out yesterday. Bish handed in his keys. Steve is about to be fired (he doesn’t know yet). Tank (a bar regular) and his wife have been employed (yeah really the image you want to have in your hotel!!). I may be fired next everything from insurance to who supplies the beer is done on whim. They will have an overly qualified cleaner one minute and an under qualified barman (sorry Clive but bar work isn’t your strong point) the next.

Anyone who has anything to do with this business other than me… well I am going to point and laugh at you right now… (points and laughs). You FOOLs.

I have decided that my six month self imposed ban on seeking out “gay” friends (as opposed to allowing friendships to develop through fate) is over. I’ve felt so isolated since Saturday. So let the games begin!!

Le Pen is (snigger) in the running for the French presidency. Is it too late for me to withdraw my Francophile opinions of late?

Wedding Day Blues


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“Live Your Life Be Free
Open up your heart and you will see”

It would seem I am going to write a long post – you have been warned!!

Sam it would seem has a post at his uni radio playing gay Clive from Maidstone on its soap opera. Forgive me if I sound slightly put off by this but… what is he up to?! If we replace the word Clive with Jason… well I think you get my drift. I think I will have to talk to him about acting, imagination and the use of fiction. So I am now the basis for a radio soap opera and I am on someones desktop background (in the background of said picture anyway). Is this fame?

So the much advertised wedding party arrived on Friday, with much complaining from them. “Oh aren’t the beds hard?” “Aren’t the beds short?” “The toilets backing up”. I mean really, they are paying half price here!!

Anyway after the bride to be informed them yesterday morning to stop being evil, they quietened down as the stressful organisation started. As I am in charge of reception I was left in charge of presents and flowers until they were almost literally coming out of my ears!!

The wedding was at 2p.m. so obviously they didn’t leave until 1:55p.m. despite the fact that the church is in Cheriton (where I live which is 5 minutes drive or twenty minutes walk away). Anyway the whole thing was chaotic!! I am never marrying!! (Well as it is currently illegal I don’t really have that choice now do I!!)

I am sick to death of heterosexual propaganda being pushed on me everywhere I go, be it a wedding, the tv, magazines, peoples expectations, etc. When will I get strong, positive homosexual role models? When will a gay couple be shown in an advert without any fuss, as if it weren’t odd? When will it be possible for me to be able to write my feeling truthfully without my step dad basically calling them sick?

I am not evil, or sick, or unnatural. I don’t want to hurt anyone. So why do people throw stones at me when I hold hands with my boyfriends? Why do they call me queer in the street? Why do they want to hurt me (even if they can’t as I’m 6’8 and could kick their arse if I wanted)?

Then I have Laura who texted me today. Then seemed to blame me for Sam’s comments on his blog and other problems as well. Am I a bad person? I know I am not nice to everyone but I try to be nice to some but… they aren’t nice to me. My own fault I’m sure.

The Summer Starts Here

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I’m gonna soak up the sun
Gonna tell everyone to lighten up

Sheryl Crow “Gonna Soak Up The Sun”

The wedding party crashed down into the hotel yesterday see tomorrow’s post.

I think its time to officially announce the start of summer. I mean they have started playing “Wannabe” by the Spice Girls on the radio which is always the first sign of summer. Next month everyone comes back from university for the holidays. I need some plans (any ideas are welcome)

My nan told me a very scary thing yesterday afternoon on the phone. I am the last male member of our branch of the Kay family left in Britain. The rest of the males of my generation were born to Kay daughters who are married. She told me I have a great responsibility to “propogate” the line as the future of our clan (may I add she isn’t Scottish we are just descendants of Scots and nan’s a tad nostalgic) is very important to her. I haven’t told her I’m gay nor that I plan to move to be with the rest of the family in Canada. I also didn’t wish to point out that the chief of our clan (Clan Davidson) lives in New Zealand. She may have verbally beaten me up!! Made me a little bit sad, the buck stops here now.

A milestone was crossed yesterday. 1000 hits since March 7th (I was hoping to achieve this by the end of this month). That’s brilliant!! (BTW Jen you were officially my 1000th visitor!!) Thank you everyone for clicking through to my site and to those who have links to it. You know I warmly appreciate it (big hugs to you, my Constant Reader).

I’d like to apologise for the lack of links in posts lately. I simply don’t have the time to surf the internet finding out links. I will try to get some more soon. Before that though its time for a spring (no make that summer :o) ) clean of this blog. Its way too messy and badly designed. No major alterations planned just a little tweaking here and there.

I went to see The Scorpion King last night. 'Twas great!!
One last very important thing Debbie-Debs mum was buried a couple of days ago after dying of cancer. Last year it was Melly this year Debbies mum, who is next? I send her all my love, I know what it feels like, remember Debbie me and my mum are always here for you.

Fresh Blood

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Just under two months until I am 19.

On Wednesday I went to Gee’s and Sonia the barmaid hearing of my annoyance with my work gave me the number for the Hotel Burstin’s Front of House Manager. They are looking for a receptionist, and I had arranged for an interview today. The Hotel Burstin is a huge 900-room hotel that is shaped like a ship and stands watch over the Harbour. I have decided not to go as I really busy in the hotel today. I’m also thinking of applying for a job at Safeway’s (a large British supermarket chain) Garage as Safeway’s pay way more than a hotel would!!

I told Bish I was thinking of getting another job. He is not happy!! He said “Other people no good for Bish. They no understand me. You good, you help me.” Nice to know someone round here appreciates me!!

I went out last night to the Leas Club/Wetherspoons with Pete, Claire, Chris and, fresh blood here, Sarah. Sarah is really funny!! She is so dirty its brilliant!! But Chris failed to tell her I am gay which led to some very awkward moments until I realised she didn’t know!! “Oh that explains it then!” she remarked. Thanks very much!! :o(

I also unfortunately become involved in a discussion on Adam’s sexuality, which went a little bit beyond my control. Lets just say Claire, his ex, is not exactly convinced when I say, “He isn’t gay.” She refuses to believe me.

Ended up at Claire’s house in a dark bedroom, ‘twas strange. I left about one in the morning and after making a fuss of a couple of hedgehogs who were looking very cute outside, I got a taxi. When said taxi dropped me at my house I realised I didn’t know where my money was (hence a dawn raid on my mums purse ensured!!). Found my £20 in my “safe” pocket where I put things to avoid losing money if mugged (I am Mr. Paranoid sometimes, I even get scared of little old ladies!!).

I don’t want the world to see me
Cos I Don’t think they would understand
When everythings made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

Goo Goo Dolls “This”

Just Another Day


”Love is a search for oneself, a craving to really get in contact with me and you, sharing bodies, sharing thoughts, encountering one another with nothing held back, making confessions and being forgiven, understanding, confirming and supporting what was and what is, longing for a home and trust to counteract the doubts and anxieties modern life generates. If nothing seems certain or safe, if even breathing is risky in a polluted world, then people chase after the misleading dreams of love until they suddenly turn to nightmares…”

Beck, Ulrich and Elizabeth Beck-Gernsheim 1995: The Normal Chaos of Love (Cambridge Polity) P.175-6

The Wedding Party arrives at the hotel tomorrow…





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Jason's Silly List 3 - Ten Countries I'd Like To Visit.

Continuing my occasional series…

1. Canada (killer whales, grizzly bears, wolves and that’s just my Canadian relatives!! :o) )
2. Pitcairn Island (Descendants of the H.M.S. Bounty!!)
3. India (Mr. Singh kind of sold it to me before he left the hotel)
4. Mexico (road movies, look how you’ve influenced me!!)
5. South Africa (no not so I can launch a one man invasion of Zimbabwe, then again…)
6. Australia (Muriel’s Wedding!! And I’ve heard you can’t find nicer people anywhere else)
7. Thailand (hello!! It’s Thailand!!)
8. Brazil (Not just for the Latinos either ;o) )
9. U.S. (reluctantly but as a fan of road movies how could I not want to go here!!)
10. Trishan de Cunha (if that is how you spell it, the place that is furthest from… anywhere!!)

Kill me if I use !! again!! Oh no!! I did it again!!

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I Go Away For Just One Day.........

…….AND ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE!! Firstly my comments system is down (again). I apologise but its being moved to a new server and should be up again by Saturday. Go donate for the cause at Net Comments.

Plus I seem to have been inundated by visitors!! Thanks Sister Mary Matthew and Geoff. Plus some odd searches have been directing to me such as “Having Sex” and “Smallville Hair Style”. My 1000 target should be reached soon (which means a lot of drinking, although the Hardc0re 3 really don’t need an excuse!!)

Monday night I went out with lots of people to Wetherspoons where we got told off for laughing, for touching the fake flowers and playing spin the phone (its not a pub, its more like living in a Fascist dictatorship!!). I found myself fancying someone I really shouldn’t (no names as Pete and Laura would laugh until they cried if they knew who!!). And there is a barmaid there called Katherine who I am determined to write a sitcom about. She has short ginger hair, a no nonsense attitude (“I only ask politely once..”) and an obvious hatred of doing bar work. She is like a cross between Grace Under Fire and Ellen. Perfect material.

Tuesday I had a day off from work and blogs. It was a very nice peaceful day. I had a haircut, watched Alien and The Living End, went shopping with Elliot, joined a charity (I can’t seem to help doing that!!), and went for lunch with Elliot and Laura at Wetherspoons again. When I got home I read a little book about Canada and another on the Rise and Fall of the British Empire, watched Holby City and went to bed. And just to let you know I haven't given up the idea of immigration to Canada (I have even got an immigration form already, although its only for reference purposes)

All About Me


Using one of my "dead" blogs and a little questionaire I have created an info page for you. I'll keep adding to it (and will tell you when I do). The link replaces my rather colourful but brief synopsis in the side bar.

Hail the Conquering Hero

Yesterday I returned triumphant to my own room which has for too long been my little sisters. It may only be slightly bigger than a broom cupboard but its mine and that’s what matters!!! My own TV, my own freedom, and it might even be possible to leave my Gay Times (equated with Satan by my parents) lying around sometimes. (Discovered last night as I walked home that my room is lit by a red light which illuminates my window in suspect shade of pink!!

I went out to Gee’s last night with the Hardc0re 3 (we’re back!!) and Elliot. It was an alright night out where I was mocked mercilessly for finding Will Temple attractive and Elliot fell asleep at the table (new nickname from Vicky, the Gee’s Barmaid, “Sleeping Beauty”)!! Elliot stayed over my house. And that’s about it.

Wait a minute and Bish is back!! All the problems have been sorted!! Plus the Wedding is this week. Prepare for stressed out Jay.

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Jason's Silly List 2




Top Ten Favorite Songs


1. Whats up? – 4 Non Blondes
2. White Wedding – Billy Idol (Per tu, Melly)
3. Come Back To What You Know – Embrace
4. Vienna - Ultravox
5. Disposable Teens – Marilyn Manson
6. Maybe an Angel – Heather Nova
7. We’re Not Going to Take It Anymore – Twisted Sister
8. Mulder and Scully – Catatonia
9. Running Up That Hill – Kate Bush
10. Head Over Feet – Alanis

“What?!”, you say, “Where is Madonna and Steps?” I may love them dearly but do their songs hold any emotional resonance with me; no none. Madonna’s Holiday is however my earliest memory of music and “Stomp” by Steps is mine and Stephen’s song.

All these songs have a lot of meaning to me. I love music and often find songs which sum up periods of my life. Some of these songs can literally reduce me to tears. Others will get me singing loudly (well if you can call the noises I make “singing”) to the annoyance of anyone nearby!!

And if you think I am going to give you links to all these you must think I don’t have work to be doing (well I don’t, this is after all the hotel, but I am just too god damn lazy!!)

For the Cause

Ok I think everyone should be let in on my little secret. I’m a Zapatista. Scary huh? Well I have felt I was a Zapatista until I saw Pim Fortuyn. Leader of a right wing Dutch party, he is charisma incarnate. He is also gay, he isn’t racist and he hates Fundamentalism. And he has made me question my politics.

I have always felt that my homosexuality means I must support the left wing cause on so many issues. Anti-war, anti-capitalism, anti-hate are all things I have passionately believed in (and fought for, note my contribution in both Palestinian and Kashmiri protests in January). But this man, he fights for acceptance of his sexuality, he fights against Fundamentalism (my pet hate). He corners homophobes and subtley gets them to admit their hatred on camera, then runs circles around them. He wants to stop immigration by creating situations in peoples own countries so they need not be forced to leave. How can I disagree with him?

Its not that I’m suddenly going right wing. But for once a right wing politician has made me question my beliefs. This has never happened before. I feel my political belief system is taking a large turn towards the centre ground. If only our Conservatives could be as enlightened as Pim Fortuyn (::guffaws:: as if they could!!)

What am I to do with you?!


Over the last month this blog has undergone an amazing transformation. A few months ago barely 10 people knew of its existence, and it was mainly a way of recording my university antics for my flatmates to read (hence it was called “Block 33” after our flat). Then I went a little blog mad. I’ve been updating regularly, writing my personal thoughts and feelings, advertising shamelessly, even reaching number one on Bloghop’s best for a while. And I have had more visitors than I could have ever of hoped for!! I would like to thank everyone who reads this and more importantly those who comment (it cheers me up while I am at work to see the words “I Have 3 Comments!!”).

No, this is not a goodbye message. I plan to be here for some time yet!! It’s just I have very little to say today!! And you, dearest Constant Reader, deserve a little thanks for putting up with my inane ramblings and teenage angst, don’t you think?! Now why not say hello by using my comments feature (I know I am obsessed with having one again but its been such a long time!!)

Bish has left. He wasn't paid on time and unlike muggins here he intelligently resigned. Now we have two new chambermaids; Allyson and Justine. They don't have Bish's sense of humour (nor his wide shoulders and nice arms!!). I hope he comes back as Bish was a nice bloke, someone who deserves far better treatment than what he recieved.

Jason's Silly List 1

(I used to have these all the time in my written journal and this one isn’t that silly more pointless)

My Favorite Movie's
1. The Living End
2. Dogma
3. American Perfekt
4. The Brady Bunch Movie
5. Jurassic Park
6. Alien
7. Masters Of The Universe
8. The Talented Mr. Ripley
9. The Matrix
10. Coyote Ugly

Other films that didn’t quite make it:- Jeffrey, A Beautiful Thing, Trick, Jaws, Predator (and any other Arnie movie ever), and The Doom Generation.

All You Need Is Love

I just hate it when I find myself falling for a guy and not being able to stop myself. When you find yourself wanting to be in his company constantly. It happened to me yesterday. A guest walked in and instantly I knew he was gay. (I still find that disconcerting after four years, just “knowing”) Within a few minutes of him leaving to go to his room with his two female co-workers I was thinking about him. It’s not that he was mind blowingly attractive. He was just a plain old Joe. But there was something about him. I wanted him in a way I don’t usually find myself wanting someone, I wanted him to be with me (in an entirely innocent fashion as well!!), to be mine. And now I’ve got a funny feeling inside, like I felt with the sixth former, a sense of desperate longing.

I don’t like this one bit. Is love so alien to me now that I can’t accept how I’m feeling? Where has my sense of romance, of unrequited love gone? When I was fourteen I lived for unrequited love, for secret passions, and romantic ideals. Now I run from them. I hide behind my failing relationship, having trysts with people I don’t love, simply to avoid having to face the one important issue – love.

I’m still happy!! That is despite the fact that I did something very embarrassing yesterday. While I was out last night with everyone down Gee’s, I saw these two guys who I thought were really cute. They had their hair in the style of that bloke in Smallville, a style I find almost irresistible. But here is the thing, one of those guys turned out to be……. Will Temple. Oh yes that annoying kid from school. The idea I find him attractive is very, very scary!!

Wild Thing....I Think I Love You





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In other news Mr. Lambert.Steve and Josie made the meeting with Lee from Skuba sound like they were entering a lions den simply because he is gay if only they knew, if only........

Not So Bad Hair Day

Mum and Tony argued today. They haven’t done that properly in a while. Tony as always tried to defuse the situation by making it into a joke, which only annoys my mum more. He has known her for 10 years and still he doesn’t know her.

Well when I was young and mum would argue with her lover I used to blame myself (don’t ask me why I just did) so when mum and Tony argue I immediately take up my big brother responsibilities and make sure my brother and sister are okay and I spend hours trying to amuse them. But they are far stronger than I ever was and spend much of the time trying to be nosey and find out what the argument is about. They are never upset by the arguments.

I had such bad hair this morning. Imagine Einstein without the brains. But mum came to the rescue and turned downright messy into downright stylish messy. After sorting out my money yesterday I am far happier.

My comments feature is now working fine again (some people must of donated to the poor man who created it). So use it. If the comments feature goes down again I’ll have to resurrect my message board which is not something I want to do (I hate pop ups!!).

Do you think its possible to become addicted to blog reading? I seem to be a regular at like 10 and I feel disappointed if even one of them hasn’t updated. I really need to wean myself off of some of them. Check out my links to see who I’m reading.

Skuba Duba Doo


I have had my “meeting” which involved being given £100 to keep me happy with a promise of the other £452 next week. I am now much more upbeat.

Lee from Skuba is coming to the hotel tomorrow to do a “deal” with Mr. Lambert. What this involves I will tell you tomorrow……. You should of seen him when he realised I work here!! He recovered himself by saying “Oh you are a big boy aren’t you?!”

My postmen (one from my home and the one from the hotel) both came in to the bar today and after telling me about my post said exactly the same thing. Oh aren’t you a big boy? Is this a phrase which will haunt me for the rest of my social life (i.e. until I reach 30 and suffer gay social death)

And my comments system is down. Not my fault!!

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Camp High Noon


The battle lines are drawn. Today I have a meeting to discuss the state of my wages with Steve, Mr. Lambert and Josie. I am not a happy lapin (French for bunny :o) ). If I can get my money sorted I will be a hell of a lot happier.

Last night was great. It really helped cheer me up and relax. And seeing Jon (not John as in my mate just to clarify!!) was nice, unlike me he is still in the closet, it gave me a sense of my achievement. I not only came out, but I flourished. Poor Jon still exists in his own little fantasy world, where there is little hope or joy. In my case my sexuality seems to be the only thing that gives me happiness at the moment!!

In other news someone left a very homophobic comment (now deleted) in my comments system. This is intolerable. Said person (a right wing Christian Fundamentalist) also attempted to send me a simple virus in my email. I am not an idiot, I never open emails with file attachments or pictures even if I know who is sending them!! I now have his email address, and I have reported him to his ISP (AOL). Was this the right thing to do?

In Need Of A Cuddle

I understand that some of my readers will not like this especially as I am in a long term relationship. But I have arranged sex tonight with a man I used to regularly go with. I am so very unhappy and I feel like I need someone, something to cheer me up for a little while. And before you say oh poor Stephen, may I say he has "cheated" on me 50 times during our relationship. This would be my second (one time in France when I was at my lowest point in years). I feel the lowest I have felt since I came back from my last run away attempt. I want to run away again. I won't, I know people will judge me badly if I do. But I want to, so I really need to find something to make me smile. Anything.

In unrelated news Lee from Skuba just phoned up for Mr. Lambert, no doubt its trouble, probably involving me. There is always something