Diet Starts Tomorrow!

Tonight is my last night of food freedom. The Diet Chef food has arrived. Tomorrow I begin the weight loss plan. *shudder*

Past Jae visits a farm... in the city...

And now for a blast from the past in pictorial form... Roderick Bradley, aka Spartan!

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Mmm... Steak

I had a flexi day yesterday (a bonus I've earned for doing half hour lunches. I should earn about 2 of these a month on top of my normal holiday entitlement) so Jim and I went down to Lewisham and had a Maggie's breakfast. Mmm... always a fulfilling experience. We then went in search of American Comics, a nearby comic shop, but alas found it had closed down. :( We headed back up to Greenwich and Pets At Home to continue our bearded dragon research, followed by a quick drink in the pub.

After spending an afternoon at home we then proceeded on a late night eBay adventure (I wonder how many of these happen these days) to Chelmsford to pick up a vivarium, and to go in search of steak (Jim's current obsession). We got the vivarium but the steak proved elusive.

All in all a bit of a random day. So I'm "randomly" inserting this "random" picture of some "random" guy.



Oh look it's Spartan!! How random...

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Strange Dreams That Hold Us Together

I finally give in, it's about time I commit blogger social death and talk about a dream I had! 2069 posts and 8 years surely gives me permission??

So... Thursday night:

I dreamt Zoe and I (hi Zoe!) had gone to the cinema to watch a movie, I forget what it was, and afterwards headed to a pub. Said pub was a cross between my local, a country pub and Folkestone Spoons. We were "early" so went to our beds upstairs for a sleep. Zoe wasn't too happy and left as MT was sleeping on the floor and was using half her duvet and kept stealing some from her. He then did the same to me, but I encouraged this until we both got out of bed (relax there was only some weird angled leg rubbing, nothing too erotic in this dream [who am I kidding weird angled leg rubbing with MT is a bit like having sex with Spartan in my opinion ;) ]). At which point we discovered we were members of two rival families (think mafia, but less scary) and we began to argue (joined by some brat claiming to be MTs younger brother who was rather rude I must say and not welcome back round my dreams again)

I stormed off and found myself outside a bookshop celebrating "Lesbian History Month". Inside I perused a book about the 100 Greatest Gay People whilst chatting to a lovely old lady shop assistant about who was our favourite (consensus: Alexander the Great as we like a man in uniform). Afterwards I went downstairs and found Jim playing some sort of ball game. On the other side of a wall was his opponent who had so far won £22 off of Jim. He started to taunt Jim so I turned into a Stegosaurus and scared him off. Jim then turned into a Stegosaurus too and some bloke who was watching became a Triceratops and we all frolicked in a strange volcanic landscape for a while before I found myself at work.

Well I say work, it was more a set of desks on a pier directly next to a strange road which was like a loop the loop without the important top bit. My managers discussed how they had once scaled this mighty landmark whilst I developed swine flu and found myself collapsed over my desk at which point I woke up.

WEIRD.

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Having Money Is A Wonderful Thing

You know, getting paid my first monthly pay cheque (for a 3 week period) and knowing next months is not only going to be bigger but bigger than any pay cheque I've ever had (even more than when I was working two shifts at TVW from 8am to 11pm) is quite wonderful. EO seems so long ago and whilst this job isn't perfect it's sure as hell beats working at EO any day (sorry EO kids!). If I forget about the extreme lack of eye candy it's almost perfect. Happy Days indeed.

Today though the Government swine flu posters went up around the office, seeming to cover every surface. This lead to first cynicism and then fear, I tried to explain that the WHO had told all Governments to implement their flu pandemic plans which meant that our Governments plan was simply going ahead by the book but no one paid attention. Alas.



Spartan was on Are You Smarter Than A Ten Year Old? last night. This means my mood is even better than usual. Honestly he is divine!!

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Is It My Gayaversary Tomorrow Or Thursday?

1998. 10.25am. Just after Media Studies. I saw HIM. The Sixth Former. That's when I made my decision to accept, embrace and nurture my sexuality rather than continue to despise and fight it. My diary from the time is long lost, thrown out in a teenage fit of depression (I think that was just after my Mum found it). So the question is... is my 11th gayaversary tomorrow or Thursday??

I know it was either a Tuesday or Thursday of that week (as that's when I had Media Studies) and I thus know it was either the 24th or 26th.. but other than that? Nothing... and I'm the sort of person to whom dates are so important, so it sorta annoys me...

Let's just say it's the 26th. 11 years of gay Jae. Happy times. Here's to 11 more (and some, if I'm lucky!)



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Is It Really Only Saturday?

Feels like a Sunday which will mean I'll have a pleasant surprise tomorrow!

I feel totally restless right now... like I have a ton of stuff I should be doing but... don't.

Can't relax. Grr...



Aww... Our Lord Spartan looking lovely as always.

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Instant Karma

I can't help it. That naked photo of Spartan from Gladiators is addictive! That smile. It actually makes me weak at the knees. Literally... not figuratively. That is no man, that is a god.

Farewell Charles Dera, there's a new man in my imaginary life. You've been good to me, never complaining as I yoinked pictures of you from various pages of the internet and never offering payment of any sort. I appreciate that. But you know, straight porn is just so unattractive.

Now... time to start *cough* obsessing over someone new! Yay!

Maybe Jim shouldn't have bought me more than one double of JD and coke... hmm...

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Jae Has Died. And Gone To Heaven.

Yoinked from Facebook

Words escape me right now. Except... Spartan. Gladiators.

'Nuff Said.

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Spartan In Black And White

Mmm... Spartan and American Football playing friends...

Yoinked from the wonderful Tottyland

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