thirty-something

thirty-one days from now i will celebrate being positive fourteen years.

thirty-two days from now i will be bound for new york and for my first gay-blogger shindig. the trip is a gift to myself.

thirty-three days have passed since i last had contact with my ex-partner. i still miss him.terribly.

last night at the bar, i bought a drink for a thirty-four year-old guy. he did give me his number, but he didn't have the manners to say "thank you" for the drink. sure, i'll call you.

thirty-five has not been a good year for me five months into it.

thirty-six has always been my lucky number, even though i usually shun even numbers.

in the background::days go by:dirty vegas