Housewarming

Went to a housewarming yesterday in Palo Alto. It was pretty homosexual. I think 95% of the dudes were dude-lovers, and the remaining 5% bi-curious. Odd how the older I get, the more homosexual my friends become. I think my only straight close friend is Jason... huh...

Anywho, my friend Larry and I parked right outside the house before we realized "Oh shit, it's a housewarming party, isn't it?" and felt like utter douches for not bringing anything of any worth. Luckily, there was a Whole Foods a couple blocks down, I got a carrot cake (which was for Erik, but apparently he's allergic to nuts so it was mainly just for me) and Lar got the beer. I wasn't drinking that night, so I thought carrot cake was the best option for me, what with being president of the FKC and all...

Until of course the slightest bit of peer pressure was applied and I succumbed to a bacchanalia of sangria, ginger-infused rum, and jello shots. Also had pizza and cake. Man, this diet thing is *really* not working out for me. How am I supposed to fit in my speedos come Tuesday, when we/I have my first diving class!? Gotta make sure to do extra situps come Monday...

That's besides the point. Point is, hopefully I'm getting Lars introduced to enough gay people that don't just exclusively want to do him in the butt and slowly but surely vnyesti'ing him in the gay community. Welcome! Don't mind the leather chaps...