Closing In

Two days left of the experiment, boys - are we ready?  I'm pretty sure, at least from what I gather, that we're all doing better off without Facebook.  We've given our two cents on our experiences, citing how we don't really care about it anymore, that we no longer have that desire to constantly refresh the newsfeed.  On the 4th, I'll probably reactivate my shit, but certainly not to the extent of before.  I'll check a couple photos, talk to a couple people, and that's about it.  Facebook is no longer an integral part of my life - its now officially just some shit on the world wide web.  The Notwork has taught and shown me the value of interaction and live discussion over keystrokes and mouse clicks.  Sure, I'll be back on the book, but honestly I'd be chill without it.  I'm confident to say we'd all be.

Gleeks

Man, that show's (three) lokos. It reminds me of ol' Disney movies or in the Sister Acts, how the cast just randomly bursts into song and dance. I like it. Anywho, this guy Sam Tsui had his Glee app rejected, can you believe this?

It's More Peaceful Now

We're closing in on the end here, only 3 days away from the full 30! Not to get too far ahead of ourselves but what happens next?? Dare we push the metaphorical needle beyond the warning light until it finally snaps off? Or should I say, dare we just keep venturing into the darkness? DARE WE?? It's funny, it took nearly a month for anyone to even notice that I haven't had a facebook account. Makes me wonder if anybody noticed when I actually had one and kept it updated. Again I say dare we? I mean truly what's the point in going back? I don't even miss it anymore, I'm actually enjoying being less accessible, I typically don't answer the phone anyways, so now its as if I can never be bothered. Unless of course people KNOCK on my effing door, but seriously (extract Blaz talking) I hate, knocking. Every time I hear that knocking, makesmewannaputmy FIST! in somebody's skull. Point is, don't knock, just come in, don't poke me, I'm not there, don't tag me, I'm not it, you can call me, but I might not answer, or you can text me, but I might be droned. Don't call me kim possible, don't call me, beep me if you wanna reach me, just come over....... just don't you dare knock.

 

Peace&Love

JeauxBeaux

Ballsy or Soon to be Ball-less???

now don't get me wrong here, i love saving the money and not using the heat. i'm all for it. but GOD DAMN it was cold this morning, took me an hour to get out of bed simply because i didn't want to freeze my dick off. Ballsy? Possibly, we're kickin it old school like the pilgrims minus the wood burning stove and adding far superior domicile insulation. But soon to be ball-less? Also possibe, all i can say is thank god for layering, sweatpants and hoodies, beanies, thick socks, fleece blankets, and comforters. Without them, I'm pretty sure my boys would be just for show these days.

Peace&Love

JeauxBeaux

p.s. ITS FUCKING COLD

Smash sans KSE

November 4th ‘til now, that makes it at least three weeks that we’ve been on this excursion. Are we dead yet? Damn it all if I haven’t replaced facebook time with any other positive type of activity; I’d planned to read leisurely, to work on my chops and pipes. Anope to all of the above – Luis, we start running when I get back into town.

Afore, I’d found catharsis in rolling down the windows and speeding down a highway, riding the beat of a thousand watts and singing/screaming until I couldn’t feel my face; Tucson Raymond’s got a bus pass, and these days he listens to music at much lower volumes. More and more I’m finding that my version of therapy lies with interaction - speaking, reading, and writing. In trying new things, seeing fresh faces, and playing new games (the kind you don’t have to plug into a wall outlet). Some examples that come to mind are boiling chicken/baking salmon, 100 cup pong/"classy" wine nights, or racking up monumental fails trying to steal kisses whilst in a full house.

You (both here at the notwork and face to face) have saved my psyche, this old bonebag’s chi-flow would be all fucked otherwise. If it weren’t for yall I’d have already relapsed and gone back running to the book with my tail between my legs.

raym0 out

To the realest...

Dudes I wanted to take the time to THANK YOU sirs. Why? Because you guys make me feel like one of the boys. I know i'm different then you guys because I'm gay but I don't feel that way when we kick it. Not everybody is as well accepted as me. When I hear that boys are killing themselves because they were bullied or didn't feel like they belong it's a reminder to me that I have some of the coolest and realest niggas around me. I feel lucky to have met all of you guys. It also gives me hope that times are changing and hopefully one day every gay person gets to feel like I do.
Thank you to each one of you 8)

Fucking A

So I have already noticed that I am pretty much over facebook completely, which is definitely nice to feel.  But, it seems like posterous is already posed to take it's place.  I hate noticing how I have started looking toward posterous like I used to look at facebook before things got out of hand.  Luckily posterous isn't as widespread and doesn't have as many features so I will probably never get near the same obsession I had with facebook.  Still it worries me to think that without facebook I immediately start looking toward another outlet for my fix.  
I don't know anymore.
I just dont know.
-BLZ