Monthly Archives: January 2007

I’ve been on suicide watch several times but I’ve never been watched so closely and had the obligation to explain why i did every single thing.
it’s like asking you to explain why you went to the bathroom or why you picked your nose or why you were ogling at the hot girl on the other side of the room!
so all today, the boy and the girl been watching me and complaining about why i didn’t wanna stop acting like assholes, now i wonder “do i want it intentionally”?
till now i was sure Meg was the most annoying creature that insists on going out when i feel so down, my wrong! J is 200 times worse than her.
so i had to be this good boy who listens to whatever others say all day, I’m poisoned now!
and tomorrow i have to start my new job;to be honest I’m hell nervous, i hate meeting new people and working in new places but i can’t stay in the same place with the same people for long.
ironically my life is a real irony.
so me and MY new family went out to a random restaurant & i love J for being the one who pays, that’s awesome and i bet you’re hell jealous, ain’t yo?!
but the headache is still killing me and i can swear to all the assholes on the earth I’m still sober.
congrats to me; the 10th day is almost finished!
to be honest I’m not feeling any better, i feel sick and i can’t sleep or may be i don’t wanna sleep and the most horrible thing is i can’t surf the net tonight cos i have nowhere to go. i either have to wake the girls up in the middle of the night or drive the boy crazy cos he can’t sleep with the lights on. so I’d better sit quietly on the bed and do nothing!
it’s so ridiculous that i cant think of anything and i cant remember words to make a sentence!
may be it’s because I’ve been playing “bookworm adventures” and it’s a crap game like its name but i spent more than 2 hours finishing the first book, now I’m on the 2nd book but words are eating my brain and i can’t think of words with more than 3 letters and unfortunately many of the monsters are immune to 3 letter words so WTF!
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and not only i hate MSN messenger and it’s a long time since the last time i logged in (more than a year) the fcuking pretty new YM shit my laptop umpteenth time that after restarting 4 times i was so eager to open the window and throw it out. thanks to my awake conscience, i remembered i cant afford a new one so simply uninstalled the fcuking program.
shiitttt, my watchers have sensed my absence and now they’re calling me.i could stare for 2-3 more hours and add a few lines but alas i have to go!
hhmm is it a bad idea to ask J to sleep on the same bed with Meg so i can surf the net all night?!? wink wink

So today we went out all together though i was/am still feeling so depressed.

yesterday THB and my wife went to the movies and then a restaurant near-by and really enjoyed themselves so they decided to share their joy with me.

honestly I never eat out this much; not only it’s not healthy, i cant afford it but if someone else wanna pay the bill, i never protest.

we went to the restaurant they went the other day, it’s pretty small but the foods are so delicious though i didn’t eat much.

we started flirting a bit under the table, sorta foot playing. i’m not much interested in people’s feet but today i found a new fetish.

let’s call it boot fetish cos we held each others boots while eating, it was so fun when THB wanted to get up  and go to the restroom.

shiittt this headache is killing me and i don’t have the energy to write. my writing sucks and i know it but well we need time to explore new things. let’s have dinner!

I hate cloudy days and more than that i hate my passive episodes.
i wanna stay in bed and do nothing beside sleeping and crying and praying for my own death.
And how pitiable and helpless i look.
And it fucking ridiculous to share everything you had with some one else unwillingly
And apparently I’m sharing my family with my boyfriend or vice versa.
so my wife my daughter and my boyfriend are out going to the movies and restaurants and me sitting on the bed staring at the traffic light on the other side of the street and counting the cars passing the light and waiting for them.
i need a dead body, it can be me it can be some one else.
and how meaningless is the word “my”?
do i have anything of my own?
yes i still have my body but i lost my soul again in a crowded street the other day!

Today I haven’t done much rather than doing the shopping and watching the baby girl (or the other way round).
I feel quite down. I know I’m hell intolerable when feeling blue and there’s nothing much to do to help me but at least I expect others to understand me a bit.
THB called in the afternoon to go watch “notes on a scandal” but I said I’d rather stay at home than staring at a big screen and not seeing and understanding anything.
So he came home feeling P.O. and complaining about why I didn’t make dinner or why the whole place looked like a real mess.
It wasn’t really my job to do such things though I was home doing nothing most of the day.
So we sat on the sofa watching TV while the baby girl was eating-playing with her doll probably waiting for me to tell her not to suck her dirty doll but I didn’t.
We couldn’t find anything worth watching so after pressing the buttons on the remote control umpteenth time we decided to turn the TV off and gaze at the wall in front of us!
Then THB suggested to go to the bedroom and I disagreed, he protested and I told him I wasn’t really in the mood of doing anything.
So he gave up and turned the TV on again, I closed my eyes and tried to sleep a bit cos the headache was killing me.
I could still hear the baby girl making sounds and talking to her toys. TBH got closer and put his arm round my waist, I didn’t protest but when he started rubbing his hands between my times I really got mad and shouted so loud that the baby girl started crying.
Me and THB started arguing and after several minutes he got up cursing heading to the door and saying he’s going out to meet a john.
WTF!
He better fuck a stranger guy for the money than touching me when I don’t feel like it.
I’m not his fuck buddy and vice versa. Sometimes he gets so irritating I think of ending everything.
I dunno who’s the blame but I can have some times for myself, can’t I?

I’ve been lying on the bed most of the day and the only think i managed to do was babysitting Alexis and shopping. ridiculously i got lost on my way back home though my sense of direction sucks, i never forget the path once gone.
my mind is somewhere else and i can’t and don’t wanna bring it here cos i enjoy recalling the memory. it’s 10th of Muharram,the first month of the Islamic year. yeah, you don’t care and have NFI why you have to care! well you don’t.
there were a few moments and places in my life that shook my heart and soul so hard, i changed my directions 90-180 degrees. i don’t wanna name them cos they’re pretty personal.
there’s this weird feelings in holy places and holy days. i haven’t felt it in Jewish or Christian places but the Islamic ones.
it’s really hard to understand how they can mourn so passionately after 14 centuries. i still remember this time last year, i was just a witness than rather part of the crowd, and i really wanted to join them but i couldn’t.
the belief and faith must be so strong and woven so close to the heart that you mourn like that, otherwise you’re just a witness, you see them but you can’t understand and the curiosity drives you up the walls that you want to spend days reading books to feel like them a bit.
and i read a few books and now i regret why i didn’t read more.
but i’m not a good translator and i don’t have those books now so i googled the word and it really didn’t satisfy me but it’s worth reading once.
And the history amaze me, Soldiers and many other people are dying everyday in the same place aka Karbala and no one or just a few people mourn.
this time in 61 AH they murdered Hussein and his followers in the most unforgivable way, and now i really don’t know who is murdering who!
but i do believe in “stop war” and i thank all American soldiers but fuck ‘em all, it was never our war, how many innocents should die before they realize the bloodshed? what are they looking for?
14 centuries ago only 72 innocent people died, people still mourn for them and some still remember the reasons they were killed so innocently; you don’t need to be Muslim to understand the tragedy. all you need is to know the real story.

and i dunno what people gonna think 14 centuries later, i’m sure it’s gonna be forgiven in less than 2-3 centuries. only the movies made based on some truth and fucked up with Hollywood’s effects may be viewed to find out how stupid we were.

i doubt 14 centuries later there would be any earth on the solar system.
i don’t fucking care about Vietnam war, WWI WWII cos i had to remember so many foolish names in history lessons; so don’t expect our children to remember anything or want to know how stupid their parents were.

i wish i could understand but i can’t. ALL i know is “stop that fucking war” cos i’m tired of working more than 50 hours a week to pay those fucking taxes mostly used to killing innocents than doing something useful for the people living in US of A!
I rest my case. now i wanna cry for those innocent people murdered 14 centuries ago and more than that i wanna cry for myself.
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What is Ashura?
The day of Ashura is marked by Muslims as a whole, but for Shia Muslims it is a major religious festival which commemorates the martyrdom at Karbala of Hussein, a grandson of the Prophet Mohammad.
For Shia Muslims, Ashura is a solemn day mourning the martyrdom of Hussein in 680 AD at Karbala in modern-day Iraq.
It is made up of mourning rituals and passion plays re-enacting the martyrdom.
Shia men and women dressed in black also parade through the streets slapping their chests and chanting.
Some Shia men seek to emulate the suffering of Hussein by flagellating themselves with chains or cutting their foreheads until blood streams from their bodies. (not nowadays!)
Some Shia leaders and groups discourage the bloodletting, saying it creates a backward and negative image of Shia Muslims. Such leaders encourage people to donate blood.

Islamic schism
The killing of Hussein was an event that led to the split in Islam into two main sects – Sunnis and Shias.
In early Islamic history the Shia were a political faction (known as the “party of Ali”) that supported Ali, son-in-law of the Prophet Mohammed and the fourth caliph (temporal and spiritual ruler) of the Muslim community.
Ali was murdered in AD 661 and his chief opponent, Muawiya, became caliph. The great schism between Sunnis and Shias occurred when Imam Ali did not succeed as leader of the Islamic community at the death of the Prophet.
Caliph Muawiya was later succeeded by his son Yazid, but Ali’s son Hussein refused to accept his legitimacy and fighting between the two resulted.
Hussein and his followers were massacred in battle near Karbala in AD 680.
Both Ali’s and Hussein’s deaths gave rise to the Shia cult of martyrdom, and to their sense of betrayal and struggle against injustice, oppression and tyranny.

Who is Hussein ?
The leader of the small band of men who were martyred in Karbala was none other than Hussein, son of Ali bin Abi Talib and grandson of the Holy Prophet. Who was Husain? He was the son of Fatima for whom the Holy Prophet said, “Hussein is from me and I am from Hussein. May God love whoever loves Hussein.”
With the passing away of his brother Hasan in 50 AH, Hussein became the leader of the household of the Holy Prophet. He respected the agreement of peace signed by Hasan and Muawiya, and, despite the urging of his followers, he did not undertake any activity that threatened the political status quo. Rather he continued with the responsibility of looking after the religious needs of the people and was recognized for his knowledge, piety and generosity. An example of the depth of his perception can be seen in his beautiful du’a(prayer) on the day of Arafat, wherein he begins by explaining the qualities of Allah, saying:

” (Oh Allah) How could an argument be given about Your Existence by a being whose total and complete existence is in need of you? When did you ever disappear so that you might need an evidence and logic to lead (the people) towards You? And when did You ever become away and distant so that your signs and effects made the people get in touch with you? Blind be the eye which does not see You (whereas) You are observing him. What did the one who missed You find? And what does the one who finds You lack? Certainly, the one who got pleased and inclined toward other than You, came to nothingness (failed).”

On the other hand, we have Yazid, whose father (Muawiya) and grandfather (Abu Sufyan – the arch-enemy of the Prophet) had always tried to sabotage the mission of the Holy Prophet, and who showed his true color by stating in a poem, “Bani Hashim had staged a play to obtain kingdom, there was neither any news from God nor any revelation.”
Mas’udi writes that Yazid was a pleasure-seeking person, given to wine drinking and playing with pets. It is no wonder that Husain’s response to Yazid’s governor, when asked to pay allegiance to Yazid was, “We are the household of the prophethood, the source of messengership, the descending-place of the angels, through us Allah had began (showering His favors) and with us He has perfected (His favors), whereas Yazid is a sinful person, a drunkard, the killer of innocent people and one who openly indulges in sinful acts. A person like me can never pledge allegiance to a person like him …”
The revolution of Hussein was an Islamic movement spearheaded by one of the great leaders of Islam. The principles and laws of Islam demanded that Hussein act to warn the Ummah of the evil situation which it was in, and to stand in the way of the deviating ruler. As Hussein himself remarked when he left Madina for the last time, “I am not rising (against Yazid) as an insolent or an arrogant person, or a mischief-monger or tyrant. I have risen (against Yazid) as I seek to reform the Ummah of my grandfather. I wish to bid the good and forbid the evil.”
Hussein was killed on the battlefield as he did Sajdah. His head was removed from his body on the plains of Karbala, mounted on a spear, and paraded through villages and towns as it was taken to Damascus and presented at the feet of Yazid.

Why remember Ashura ?
Why is Hussein regarded as the “leader of the martyrs” ? It is because he was not just the victim of an ambitious ruler. There is no doubt that the tragedy of Karbala, when ascribed to the killers, is a criminal and terrible act. However when ascribed to Hussein himself, it represents a conscious confrontation and a courageous resistance for a sacred cause. The whole nation had failed to stand up to Yazid. They had succumbed to his will, and deviation and regression towards the pre-Islamic ways were increasing.
Passiveness by Hussein in this situation would have meant the end of Islam thus Hussein took upon himself the responsibility of the whole nation. The greatest tragedy was that one who stood up for the noblest of causes, the defense of Islam, was cut down in so cruel a manner.
It is for this reason that the sacrifice of Hussein is commemorated annually throughout the Muslim world.

So me and the hellish bud (this is the only name I can think of to refer to the boy friend!) went to our first serious date. Well actually we had met each other before but not really dating.
It was a little comfy restaurant at the corner of a crowded street with ordinary faces everywhere, nothing at all luxurious but still romantic and with the sun light beaming down on us it was a bit erotic too.
I like his complexion though a bit pale, more than that I love his black eyes, well yes dark brown.
I think eyes speak more freely than words, and I communicate much better through looking than words, I was never good at using words and most of the times I sound offensive cos I talk frankly.
I dunno why but on my very first dates I’m hell nervous that I can hear my heartbeat but once getting used to each other, I’m not shy anymore, i can be even flirty . I thought it should be different round guys, I have never dated any guy like this, I had a boy friend that I thought I was hell in love and I really wanted to get married with him but he was a real asshole I can never forgive.
But THB (the hellish bud) is different, we can get on well easily and he’s roughly my age so it makes us closer.
We’ve been together laughing and joking more than a day but when I thought of that time as a date I could feel my heart jumping outta my ribcage; it was so ridiculous.
We just ate nuggets and went back home cos the baby girl felt bored and started crying. It was a funny occasion to be called date but well it was.
Next time we wanna find an Italian restaurant cos I crave for anything Italian but we gotta wait till my wife joins us and watches the girl.
I have 3 more days to spend idly before going to work, I’m thinking of going to the movies!

Right now my clock shows 5.45 pm, surely my putter has its own clock but it’s set for the Eastern Time so I don’t have to think much dealing with time differences.
I’m a bit bored (read missing the little city I used to live in) as usual it’s dark outside so I feel quite sleepy too.
I have established a few good habits like sleeping more than 10 hours, all I want is to stay in bed and do nothing, I can’t watch TV cos it really annoys me, I don’t like going to the theaters though it’s Oscar time and probably you can find a few worth-watching movies (any suggestion?)
I’ve called Meg 3 times since noon and she told me I better call tomorrow cos she’s tired of cleaning the place and packing and I didn’t let her snooze.
I hate all the news, the military tries to explain Alaskan soldier deaths, people demonstrate against war; it’s cloudy outside and most places are mushy, we have all these ice pile-up and avalanche warnings, J, the bf, is playing with Alexis so I’m gonna nominate him for being her godfather.
Shiiittt, Alexis is not baptized yet and I bet she won’t be in near future cos it’s the beginning of endless arguments with Meg on what religion she should have. I’m not really pushy but I can’t see the reason that she should be Christian.
Till now I have discovered interracial relations and marriages are fine but not inter-religions!
I’m not really religious (obvious, right?) but I never liked that guy called Christ.
I’m hungry, no I’m starving and I want something to eat; it’s another good habit so in a few weeks time I’m gonna weigh like a mammoth, wait for that!
J has terrible eating habits, he has brunch every day around 11-12 and then dipper (dinner & supper) at 7-8, that’s all he has and it doesn’t mean he eat less than me or he’s on any fucking diet, I bet he eats twice the usual amount I eat but just twice a day, I really need Meg to kick his ass hard, I just need 1.5 days to wait and it looks like forever!
Till now I thought I’m a real baby freak, smiling, mugging & sticking my tongue at every random baby I meet ; I was wrong, this guy is worse than me.
It really takes people some time to decide who her dad is. And if in the end they point at me it’s just because of little similarities.
And I like the sympathetic looks, I have NFI why they think of me as a single parent, I even met an elderly woman who tried her best preaching tone to tell me the baby needs her mom more than her dad.
WTF! I already know that.
Ok I better go get myself something then enjoy the 3-day vacation.

I always wondered why some people are allergic to this word “GAY”, they can accept anything but being homosexual.
To some it’s ok that a gay guy lives 3 blokes away but when it comes to their own family or friends it’s a big sin, never should be committed ,never thought of!
Talking about morals, I think society has no right to tell me what to do and what not to do related to my sexuality.
It’s not something I choose by own will, it’s just a feeling.
For me this sentence is really true:” I was so gay that I got married”
I love my wife and my girl but it doesn’t mean I enjoy everything related to them; they have their own bad habits that annoy me.
But I really disagree with those who say:” When two people marry, they’re not only making a solemn vow to be there in good times and bad, in sickness and in health, but also to be complete and total whores for each other. “
To me soul mate is a lot different from sex mate, my wife doesn’t expect me to act like whores neither do I.
The very first time I fell in love with her, I had another partners. I love her soul, her character, her personality, her attitude but not the body; it’s not something that can satisfy me.
She’s a great lover, her body is hot, I saw other guys stripping her with their eyes but the problem is I was never straight, may be some say I’m bi but the reality is on the scale of 1 to 10, I got 8-9 for being gay.
I never dared to tell my parents I loved that guy on grade 8; I always covered myself behind my female- friends. How could I be gay when I hung most of my time with girls?
As I grew older I learned to try new things, at 18 I was so open to try new things that I can say I craved for doping new drugs.
I still met girls to try new things but I never dared to try it with guys.
My dreams were clear, I wanted to try it with a guy but down in my mind there was this big “NO” sign.
For doing drugs you need money and I had gone too far from my lines that anyone wanted to support me, so I got an idea.
Fucking for the money, and at first it was mostly elder women looking for fresh meat.
Once I got an offer from a guy, I was quite drunk so that “NO” sign couldn’t stop me; I gave it a try.
It was no good memory cos to me it was more like a rape and the pain was so intense I passed out. But well my first experiences were always painful.
The next time I was more cautious, and there I went.
But that wasn’t the life I wanted  for the rest of my life.
Things went back to usual, no drugs, less drinks and i had a girl to love. But once the same-sex marriage became legal in Massachusetts, I couldn’t help myself not to give it another try.
So I jumped outta my cover and i dated some guys, no girl this time cos i was hell sure about my sexuality.
Then again back to what most people think as normal, i got married and moved to another city.
Life was as normal as ever till me and my boyfriend met.
And as much as loved being with my wife, I wanted him to live with us.
But the problem was that we lived in a small town and many things weren’t much accepted.
So we moved to a bigger city and we’re trying to start everything from step one.

Now I wonder things could be much better without that sign. I don’t blame my parents but that stupid sex education at school. If later they want to say “same-sex marriage” is legal, then why should they put a big taboo on homosexuality at school?
No one blame a boy for crushing on the girl sitting round the corner but he has no right to love the boy sitting next to him.
Why should gay teens be so alone and outcast?
He is as innocent as the rest of the class. A gay can be innocent so why people try to make it look devil?
Note: I don’t know anything about lesbian life at schools but I like to know.

i was a bit bored so i did some of http://www.blogthings.com quiz
i need some time to get started, that’s it!
How Pure Are You?
You Are 16% Pure
You’ve been a very bad girl or boy…
And you probably enjoyed every minute of it.
The Sesame Street Personality Quiz
You Are Bert
Extremely serious and a little eccentric, people find you loveable – even if you don’t love them!

You are usually feeling: Logical – you rarely let your emotions rule you

You are famous for: Being smart, a total neat freak, and maybe just a little evil

How you life your life: With passion, even if your odd passions (like bottle caps and pigeons) are baffling to others
The Simpsons Personality Test
You Are Homer Simpson
You’re just an ordinary, all-American working Joe…

With a special fondness for pork rinds and donuts.

You will be remembered for: your little “isms” and philosophies on life

Your life philosophy: “Weaseling out of things is important to learn. It’s what separates us from the animals … except the weasel.”
How Shy Are You?
You Are 56% Shy
Although you live a pretty normal life, you tend to be a fairly shy person.
Many situations make you feel uncomfortable, and you sometimes find your shyness hindering your life.
Are You Spoiled?
You Are 32% Spoiled
You’re barely spoiled. You may have some nice things, but you never let them go to your head.
You appreciate each gift you’re given – and you don’t dwell on what you “deserve” to have.
What Is Your Star Wars Horoscope?
Star Wars Horoscope for Sagittarius
You are superbly wise and have been known to spread your wisdom widely.
You are impatient and pushy when people take your teachings too lightly.
And your philosophical side always peeks through.

Star wars character you are most like: Yoda
How Daring Are You?
You Are Bold And Brave
But daring? Not usually?
You tend to like to make calculated risks.
So while you may not be base jumping any time soon…
You are up for whatever’s new and (a little) exciting!
How Lucky Are You?
You have an average luck quotient.
There’s been times when you’ve been extremely lucky… but also times when you’ve been very unlucky.
You probably know that you can make your own luck in life, if you’re open to it.
So listen to your intuition as much as you can. It’s right more often than you might expect.

I always wondered why some people are allergic to this word “GAY”, they can accept anything but being homosexual.
To some it’s ok that a gay guy lives 3 blokes away but when it comes to their own family or friends it’s a big sin, never should be committed ,never thought of!
Talking about morals, I think society has no right to tell me what to do and what not to do related to my sexuality.
It’s not something I choose by own will, it’s just a feeling.
For me this sentence is really true:” I was so gay that I got married”
I love my wife and my girl but it doesn’t mean I enjoy everything related to them; they have their own bad habits that annoy me.
But I really disagree with those who say:” When two people marry, they’re not only making a solemn vow to be there in good times and bad, in sickness and in health, but also to be complete and total whores for each other. “
To me soul mate is a lot different from sex mate, my wife doesn’t expect me to act like whores neither do I.
The very first time I fell in love with her, I had another partners. I love her soul, her character, her personality, her attitude but not the body; it’s not something that can satisfy me.
She’s a great lover, her body is hot, I saw other guys stripping her with their eyes but the problem is I was never straight, may be some say I’m bi but the reality is on the scale of 1 to 10, I got 8-9 for being gay.
I never dared to tell my parents I loved that guy on grade 8; I always covered myself behind my female- friends. How could I be gay when I hung most of my time with girls?
As I grew older I learned to try new things, at 18 I was so open to try new things that I can say I craved for doping new drugs.
I still met girls to try new things but I never dared to try it with guys.
My dreams were clear, I wanted to try it with a guy but down in my mind there was this big “NO” sign.
For doing drugs you need money and I had gone too far from my lines that anyone wanted to support me, so I got an idea.
Fucking for the money, and at first it was mostly elder women looking for fresh meat.
Once I got an offer from a guy, I was quite drunk so that “NO” sign couldn’t stop me; I gave it a try.
It was no good memory cos to me it was more like a rape and the pain was so intense I passed out. But well my first experiences were always painful.
The next time I was more cautious, and there I went.
But that wasn’t the life I wanted for the rest of my life.
Things went back to usual, no drugs, less drinks and i had a girl to love. But once the same-sex marriage became legal in Massachusetts, I couldn’t help myself not to give it another try.
So I jumped outta my cover and i dated some guys, no girl this time cos i was hell sure about my sexuality.
Then again back to what most people think as normal, i got married and moved to another city.
Life was as normal as ever till me and my boyfriend met.
And as much as loved being with my wife, I wanted him to live with us.
But the problem was that we lived in a small town and many things weren’t much accepted.
So we moved to a bigger city and we’re trying to start everything from step one.

Now I wonder things could be much better without that sign. I don’t blame my parents but that stupid sex education at school. If later they want to say “same-sex marriage” is legal, then why should they put a big taboo on homosexuality at school?
No one blame a boy for crushing on the girl sitting round the corner but he has no right to love the boy sitting next to him.
Why should gay teens be so alone and outcast?
He is as innocent as the rest of the class. A gay can be innocent so why people try to make it look devil?
Note: I don’t know anything about lesbian life at schools but I like to know.

i’m an expert in making quick decisions, i don’t say all of them end in places i like but that’s the way i like it.
So we’re moving.
i got the ticket for Sunday morning and let’s not say to where but this time it’s one way.
i’m gonna take Alexis with myself but Meg gonna join us by Tuesday
we don’t have much to take, just clothes and a few personal things. me & Meg gonna take as much as possible and in-laws gonna send the rest later.
so everything gonna be new, a new life, a new job and a new place to live.
we’re gonna live with my boyfriend and we had set some rules till now; my wife is mine and i don’t wanna share her with anyone until she wants it herself.
i had this job offer for a while and i had to make my decision by the end of this month, i thought i wanted to stay in Bethel but i hate small communities, i like to get lost in crowded place with a few people knowing me.  but well gay society is still very limited.
and i wanna start a new blog, i’ve started the very first things right now and it’s gonna be hell different
people won’t have real names, gotta put a cover on everything and it’s gonna be more about sex than other things.
so i still keep here open to have a place for every day rant and not to forget how i started everything.
i guess in-laws gonna stay here for a few month then go back to their home in Colorado but probably they won’t follow us.
i have stuck my to-do list to the fridge, i have lotta things to do beside packing.
i have to say good-bye to all of my friends and go to places i like, surely miss the delta a lot
but we wanna keep the house, it’s jus another 14 months so it’s worth it meanwhile we put a “for rent ” sign, we have to balance our expenses
i dunno how i should feel but i’m not feeling blue or bad about it so let’s give it a try.
and i have to thank my wife for let me do whatever i wanted.
life’s gonna be a little hard till she finds a good job but till then i try my best.
this is my new blog: http://meandcallboy.wordpress.com/  (it’s gonna be different so if you think you’re gonna be offended or you don’t like things that way please leave there cos i mean harm to no one)
And thanks a lot for all the visits and supports and comments, i appreciate.
seriously yours
hellboy

AND one last joke before leaving
“Kentucky Vasectomy”

A Kentucky couple, both certified rednecks, had nine
children. They went to the doctor to see about getting
the husband “fixed.”

The doctor gladly started the required procedure and
asked them what finally made them make the decision
–why after nine children, would they choose to do this.

The husband replied that they had read in a recent article
that one out of every ten children being born in the United States was Mexican, and they didn’t want to take a chance
on having a Mexican baby because neither of them could
speak Spanish.

یک لحظه سکوت کن و به اطرافت نگاه کن. دیدی چقدر کوچکی؟ حالا فهمیدی که هیچی نیستی جز یک نقطه ی خیلی کوچک در یک بینهایت!
هیچ کس تو رو نمیبینه!
اصلا چرا باید ببینه؟
حالم از تمام این برفی که اطرافم را گرفته است بهم می خورد! آخر زیادی تمیز است و من خیلی کثیف
بوی تغفن را تو هوا حس می کنم
this body stinks and it’s all mine, just for me and nobody else!
have you ever imagined what happens to the body when buried six feet under?
my body is decaying right infronna my eyes, i can feel all those little microbes eating me alive, i can feel their metabolism, every second millions of bacterias are born to eat me , to accelerate the speed of destroying my whole existance
and i’m sitting right here and watching them, it’s another documentary and i’m the star! does anyone want to nominate me for a prize? what was the name? aha the most disgusting man on this planet.
چشمهایم را می بندم و سعی می کنم در سکوت اطرافم غرق شوم. همه جا ساکت است , آنقدر ساکت که تا چند دقیقه پیش می توانستم صدای تپش قلبم را بشنوم ولی دیگر هیچ صدایی نمی آید. دیگر قلبم نمی خواهد بزند و احتمالا مرده است, بله از این بوی گند خفه شده است؛ از بویی که همه جا هست!
leamme alone and let me cry for myself, they’re burying my body cos the smell was killing them.
it’s been a long time it was in the town; they could smell it whenever they passed me, even some of them could see me, stared at me but then left. Many didn’t see me at all but i was sitting there silently watching them pass by and enjoy the disgusting view of my rotten body.
after a while people who lived on that street were so used to the smell that it didn’t exist for them anymore.
some said that i was still alive but i should be cremated for the sake of the city, more people were dying because of that dammed smell.
and they took me to the churchyard cos the priest said if they cremate me the smell would be doubled and then the ashes flew in the air and spread the smell
So they buried me and i sat there quietly watching them, there was a big hole dug, i bet it was more than 10 feet, they threw my body there and in a flash of light tones of soil covered my body, i watched them as they finished their job, nobody came for my funeral, nobody cried.
آنقدر تنهام که فکر می کنم اگر جیغ هم بکشم کسی نمی شنود! شاید بشنود ولی اهمیتی نمیدهد.
انگشتهای استخوانی ام را دور گردنم حلقه می کنم و با هر نفس حلقه را تنگ تر. یک چیزی زیر انگشتهایم می لغزد
yeah, Adam’s apple , the symbol of sin, big unforgivable sins
and my life is covered with sins, they’re so many that i can’t remember all of them .
and i no more feel guilty but there’s no joy left!
I told him not to come, I warned him that the ending wouldn’t be happy, I begged him not to ruin everything, I asked him to end our foolish relation
But he didn’t listen, he came and i wasn’t waiting for him and he didn’t wait for my reaction, he didn’t let me decide.
in a fraction of a minute he was in the bedroom , so did i
i closed my eyes, then opened. we were cuddling and caressing each other like we’ve done it for years. my brain was still in control and i tried for the last time. it shouldn’t happen, not then, not there , not to me.
an other wink, he was on top, and it felt great, i wasn’t fighting anymore, i surrendered myself to him.
i can’t believe i let him do that to me. another unforgivable sin.
and i deserve hell, i can feel the roaming fire touching my skin just for a momentary joy.
was it joy or was it lust?
دیگر به هیچ جایی تعلق ندارم. گم شدم. تک و تنها وسط یک بیابان. بدون آب بدون عذا بدون دوست
تمام فرشته ها رفته اند. من ماندم و کوهی از گناه. گناههای ریز و درشت , گناههای نابخشودنی
i let him fuck me on our bed. on the bed we shared so many sad and happy moments, i sold her to get nothing but a painful pleasure, a feeling of being filled, a gay feeling
مطمئنم دیگر نگاهم نمی کند چون او هم مثل سایر فرشته هاست. تحمل این همه کثافت را ندارد
this body stinks, every where is filled with dirt, with my own shit.
and i’m a helpless miserable fag, worse than that i’ was so shameless, i didn’t give her any chance to forgive and forget.
where’s my rifle? i have to end this shitty life, i have to be a dead body so they can bury me.
They won’t bury me alive, this body stinks, i can’t breathe anymore, let me die!
I SHOULD BE A DEAD BODY BEFORE THIS SMELL KILLS OTHERS!

so this is the last post, i know all of these posts were really random and honestly i posted all of them on the same day.

now i wanna know do you like it this way or i have to change everything from day one.

thanks for coming and going.

next stop: “post 100: hanging me”!

today , 27 years ago, a little monster hatched from her round egg. she was so cute with wings stuck to her dirty body.
She could never fly but she still has her wings.
Happy Birthday my sweetheart
my world was so dark without you though it’s till dark.
a big Happy birthday just for you
hope your party will be great and though Alexis won’t let you blow the candles you can still make a wish.
and i have to thank Mom-in-law for giving birth to such a wonderful woman
Love you Meg and happy birthday again
i have thought of a good surprise for you but won’t say it here
See you after work baby, don’t cry too much or i gotta ask Alexis to change the newborn baby’s diaper!
Happy birthday again
Wish you all the best cos the more you have, the happier i become and i know i was the best gift given to you, no need to tell me :-) :-X
*. question: why she never says such things to me?!?
To my wife:

At times …

… When you feel…

… At the end of your rope …

… Trapped …

… And depressed …

What should you do?

Cry in despair?

Get angry?…And turn into a monster?

Get drunk?

Take drugs?

NO

Even if you feel…

… Very sad …

… Like a fool …

… Lonely…

… Guilty …

… Afraid …

… And inferior …

Remember …

… That there is SOMEONE …

But never call me, I’m not that one!

“Pasta salad with ranch dressing for the ranch lovers. Use festive pasta for special holidays or events.”

Original recipe yield:6 servings

INGREDIENTS

  • 16 ounces pasta
  • 1 (6 ounce) can black olives, drained and chopped
  • 1 (5 ounce) jar stuffed green olives, sliced
  • 8 ounces shredded Cheddar cheese
  • 8 ounces shredded Monterey Jack cheese
  • 2 1/2 tablespoons bacon bits
  • 1 (16 ounce) bottle ranch-style salad dressing
  • 1/2 cup chopped green onions
  • 1/2 teaspoon ground black pepper

DIRECTIONS

  1. Bring a large pot of lightly salted water to a boil. Add pasta and cook for 8 to 10 minutes or until al dente; drain and reserve.
  2. In a large bowl, combine black olives, green olives, Cheddar cheese, Monterey Jack cheese, bacon bits, dressing, onion, ground black pepper and pasta; mix well.
  3. Cover bowl, refrigerate to chill for one hour, and serve.

there’s this funny fact that we can’t judge people pretty well by their blogs, we need to meet them and once met, we need some time to talk to them to figure out the likes and dislikes and assess them on jerk-ass-meter.
but there’s one thing i like about the blogsphere and it’s the “about me pages”. sometimes you can’t know more than what you already know but some has really good and funny stuff there, all numbered from 1 to 100. and i wonder why it should be 100, i want it to be 101 nope 121 things about me.
bet it’s gonna take lotta effort to finish it but let’s give it a try
eerrr what should i say here?
1. at the moment the temperature is -22F (-30C, 243K) and the weather forecast for tomorrow is “one sunny warm day”! so i like Alaska
2.i was born on a cold day on December and my favorite season is winter
3.i love snow and snowy trails though i often complain about cold weather
4.i have a degree in materials science and engineering and planning to get my master’s
5.i enjoy reading any article about molds, foundry and semi-solids
6.when i was a little boy i wanted to become a chain killer
7.as a kid i had my own vocabulary and i loved making words ( i still do), my favorite was “chain killer” as a replace for “serial killer”
8.i stuttered a lot when younger, i still do when too nervous
9.i bite and break my nails when stressed
10.my favorite drink is black coffee with no sugar
11.i hate drinking coke or milk
12.i drink more than 2 liters of water per day
13.i have a sweet tooth
14.i eat piles of chocolates and lollipops but i’m still under-weight our friends give us chocolate bars when they wanna surprise us (& it’s finished by the sunset!)
15.i can’t stop eating Hershey’s Kiss and M&M
16.i can eat pizza 7/24 and won’t complain
17.my favorite foods are pepperoni pizza and pasta
18.at weekends i do the cooking cos i have to eat pizza or pasta once a week
19.i put lotta ketchup and cheese on my pizza
20.i don’t like cooking much but i enjoy baking cakes and cookies
21.most of the times i burn my meals when heating
22.i never eat a sandwich on my own
23.i like smelling wet soil and leaves, coffee, spring blossoms and my wife
24.i’m either walking barefoot or having my sneakers on.
25.i used to sleep with window open but here’s so cold and baby Alexis may catch cold
26.i cant sleep without my pillow
27.i hate sleeping with socks on
28.i have more than 15 pairs of socks so i never wash them myself
29.my favorite color is midnight blue
30.more than 70% of my clothes are midnight blue so people think i rarely change my clothes
31.i sleep about 3-4 hours per day and on very rare occasions 15-16 hours when really down
32.i cry a lot but most of the times i deny
33.i love nights, the silence, the darkness and the loud howls of wolves
34.i’m afraid of darkness, height and dogs
35.the best way to torture me is to tie me to a high rock at night and ask your dog to watch me
36.i hate driving and flights
37.i have broken my legs 3 times
38.once i jumped down a high building, broke some bones, fractured my skull and stayed in I.C.U for several days (but at least i found out many people loved me and i got my girl friend back)
39.i have attempted suicide 4 times, all unsuccessful (obvious, right?)
40.i have bipolar disorder, it’s great to feel different from others!
41.i’m sure the pills are not working and Lithium is a great mood stabilizer always keeping you down
42.i have asthma, psoriasis, hypothyroid, i’m allergic to many things. i wanna have diabetes in near future(so probable cos my aunts and uncles have, so did my dad). i may get lung cancer
43.i’m sure i’m gonna die of snake bite
44.i love climbing and i can climb hills, mountains,rocks, ice, walls, elephants…. but i can’t walk on my hands
45.i played basketball a lot but left when i was sure i could continue it professionally
46.i enjoy running in woods, snow and generally nature
47.i run at least 1 hour per day (i imagine running when i don’t feel like it)
48.i like camping in the wild, i have my own tent and 4 sleeping bags
49.my dream is to climb at least one of the peaks in Alps or Himalayas
50.i rather die of cold and hunger than skiing all the way back
51.i can hang from minus slopes and ice
52.i prefer quiet places to crowded gatherings
53.im quite shy and not much sociable
54.i don’t like big bashes and i never invite more than 3-4 people by my will
55.i don’t watch T.V cos we don’t have one
56.i own a rifle and i like to go for hunting but i don’t like killing animals much (i jus enjoy the chase)
57.summer times are perfect for fishing with net
58.i’m so impatient and i get angry easily
59.i argue with my wife whenever i feel bored
60.i love everything about Meg but i wish i’d never met her
61.i like playing with my baby girl, that’s the best way to spend long nights here;Alexis has a big box as her home, that’s the place you can find many lost things and one of my favorite places
62.i like giving Alexis long rides on my back and messing the living room
63.i spend most of my time in the kitchen, sitting on my chair, eating crackers and talking to wife
64. i love my in-laws a lot
65.i work for a Gas company and i earn quite big bucks but i dunno why my account is always empty
66.i hate shopping but if ever go, i must buy the most expensive ones
67.i like Calvin Klein for the briefs
68.i like reading books, my favorites books are:divine comedy, paradise lost, Faust,LOTR and Harry Potter
69.my favorite movies: scar face, insomnia, heat and anything with that guy Al pacino
70.teenage mutant ninja turtles and the Simpsons are my life-time favorites
71.my hero is Michael angelo
72.i hate batman, superman, banana man, iron man and other ….-man, they’re so dumb
73.i can own my house after paying 14 more loans
74.i have an ATV, snow machine and Chevy
75.i hate motorcycles but i like cycling sometimes
76.i wear t-shirts and jeans most of the year
77.i hate going through old albums
78.i have a green thumb, leave your plant with me and it’s gonna be dead in an hour
79.i have more than 10 different cacti and no matter how cold it is, they’re still alive
80.i have a great sense of direction, all i need is a smart map that shows me where i am standing with a cross
81.i enjoy eating fruits, if someone peel it for me
82.i prefer orange cucumber and coconut
83.i suck my thumb when thinking
84.i’m a lefty
85.i hate smokers though i sometimes smoke
86.i hate eating vegetables
87.i avoid pork as much as possible, thinking about pigs’ life make me puke
88.i don’t play cards cos i can’t help myself not to gamble
89.i can play zither, guitar and a little bass but i hate drums & piano
90.i like playing and singing with my wife sitting by the side of river
91.my wife don’t let me own a guitar cos i give her headaches
92.i enjoy listening to anything metal
93.my favorite bands are Metallica, black sabbath, Kiss, Deep purple, slipknot, Korn, Queen,misfits and surely Marylin Manson
94.i was so jealous of my older brother as a kid, i still am!
95.for a while i thought i loved my granny more than my mom cos my mom was very strict
96.my granny was the first to know about my partners, once she asked if i could stay with the same girl for more than 2 weeks!
97.i worshiped my parents and mostly my dad, i always want to be a great dad like him
98.my dad never read me books, instead he made stories, the hero was a sheep called “bizhy-bizhy” who wetted his pants when he was frightened(zh like the “s” in measure.) he had a snake friend and later when he (& we) grew older he found himself a girlfriend.
99.my parents died in a car wreck in 1996
100.both my grandpas died in 1966, one died of cancer the other of heart-attack
101.i’m gonna die in 2026, so i have less than 20 years to live! (that’s too long!)
102.i was born in L.A. but i spent most of my life in New England , specially Boston
103i hated school so at 17 i went to university
104.i always enjoyed playing with little kids but i was afraid of having my own
105.i like to mess the house and let wife clean it
106.i always thought i was hell ugly but later i discovered i was wrong
107.i had quite many girl friends but almost all of them left when i switched to very depressive moods
108.none of my friends thought i would ever get married (so did i)
109.my first shag was at 15, it was such a horrible experience i didn’t try sex for nearly a year
110.my granny told me masturbation was a big sin and every time i did it , i would kill a kitten
111.the first time i heard about masturbation i had NFI, and i was sure i’d never done it but i did things that sounded so natural to me, later i knew the name
112. i was a real homo-phobic at school
113. the first time i felt something for a guy i cried all night
114. i can be extremely straight or fucking gay, so i must be bi
115.my wife is like a sister to me and our relation was never sex-based
116.i would be six feet under if i hadn’t met Meg. it’s horrible to live with a bipolar
117. i went to the coldest city in northern hemisphere for the honeymoon
118.not only me & my brothers have names starting with “K”; my mom and dad had names with “K” too. (shouldn’t i put a K-name on my daughter?)
119. i enjoy solving maths problems
120. i won’t trade my family with anything
121.if i could choose to be someone, i would be myself

Ice fishing is the sport of catching fish with lines and hooks or spears through an opening in the ice on a frozen body of water. Fisherman may sit on a stool on the open expanse of a frozen lake or sit in a heated cabin on the ice, some with bunks and amenities.

equipment:Icefishing gear is highly specialized. First, an ice spade, saw or auger is required to cut a circular hole or larger rectangular hole in the ice. Power augers are sometimes used. A strainer is sometimes required to remove new ice as it forms.

Three main types of fishing occurs. Small, light fishing rods with small, brightly colored lures, or bait such as mousies, may be used in jigging for fish. Tip-ups, which carry a line attached to a flag that “tips up” when a strike occurs, allow unattended or less-intensive fishing. The line is dragged in by hand with no reel. In spear fishing a large hole is cut in the ice and fish decoys may be deployed. The fisherman stands over the hole while holding a large spear attached to a line. This method is used for lake sturgeon fishing on Black Lake in Michigan.

Spearing through ice is one of the oldest and most ingenious fishing methods of the Native Americans of Wisconsin. On some Western Great Lakes reservations, including that of the Lac du Flambeau Ojibwe in northern Wisconsin, people have continued winter spearing to the present day and have retained many traditional methods. The preparation of a fishing hole has involves the transportation of tools and supplies out onto the frozen lake usually by sled, clearing of deep snow from the fishing site with a shovel, cutting the hole itself, and the removal of chunks of cut ice with a skimmer. For centuries, Natives have relied on chisels to cut holes in ice for winter fishing. From the fur trade era to the mid-twentieth century, ice chisels came in a variety of shapes and sizes, including those with wide and narrow blades. Early blades were made of native copper and later blades were made of iron.

Natives used two types of spearing tents before the early 1900s. One type was seven-feet tall and allowed the fisherman to sit down with a long-handled spear extending outside the framework of the tent. The second type, still used today, is a crawl-in type which covers about two-thirds of the fisherman’s prone body. It is designed for use with a short-handled spear.

The manufacture of handmade, wooden fish decoys is a time-honored craft in those Native communities where traditional winter spearing prevails, and each community has developed its own unique style of decoy carving and decoration. Fish decoys usually are made from local woods, with basswood being most popular at Lac du Flambeau. They are made to simulate most anything that might make a meal for a game fish, including frogs, birds, muskrats, local bait fish, and the young of local game fish.

The making of a fish decoy requires a great amount of care and precision. The curve of the tail must allow the decoy to swim accurately and its weight must ensure proper flotation. In conventional practice, fishermen lower fish-shaped decoys into holes cut through the surface of a frozen lake. The fisherman lies flat on the ice, covered by a dark tipi, and readies his spear to stab the approaching prey.

Becoming increasingly popular is the use of a flasher. This is a sonar system that tells you the depth of the fish, which can be useful when trying to catch them. There are also underwater cameras available now. These allow you to view the fish and watch how they react to your lure presentation.

  • Pansexual, omnisexual, anthrosexual, and pomosexual (postmodern sexuality) are substitute terms that rather than referring to both or “bi” gender attraction, refer to all or “omni” gender attraction, and are used mainly by those who wish to express acceptance of all gender possibilities including transgender and intersex people, not just two. Pansexuality sometimes includes an attraction for less mainstream sexual activities, such as BDSM. Some people who might otherwise identify as pansexual or omnisexual choose to self-identify as bisexual because the term bisexual is more widely known, and because they see it as an important term in identity politics.
  • Bi-permissive describes someone who does not actively seek out sexual relations with a given gender, but is open to them. Such a person may self-identify as heterosexual or homosexual, and engage predominantly in sexual acts with individuals of the corresponding gender, and might be rated 1 or 5 on Kinsey’s scale. Near-synonyms include heteroflexible and homoflexible.
  • Ambisexual indicates a primarily indiscriminate attraction to either sex. A person who self-identifies as ambisexual might be attracted with equal intensity on physical, emotional, intellectual, and spiritual levels to partner(s) regardless of sex or gender presentation, while upholding selectivity standards in other areas. Some might experience equally intense attractions that could be triggered by sex- or gender-specific traits in given the partner(s). A person with this orientation might fall in the 3 category on Kinsey’s scale, as would some who subscribe to the 2 or 4 rating (although some individuals in these latter categories consider themselves Bi-permissive).
  • Bi-curious, has several distinct and sometimes contradictory meanings. It is commonly found in personal ads from those who identify as heterosexual but are interested in homosexual “experimentation”. Such people are commonly suspected – not necessarily correctly – of being homosexuals or bisexuals in denial of their homosexuality. It can also be used to describe someone as being passively-bi, bi-permissive or open to indirect bisexual contact.
  • Trisexual (sometimes trysexual) is either an extension of, or a pun on bisexual. In its more serious usage, it indicates an interest in transgender persons in addition to cissexual men and women. In its more humorous usage, it refers to someone who will try any sexual experience.
  • Biphobia describes a fear or condemnation of bisexuality, usually based in a belief that only heterosexuality and homosexuality are genuine orientations and appropriate lifestyles. Bisexual persons may also be the target of homophobia from those who consider only heterosexuality appropriate. The reverse can also apply in that bisexual persons may be targets of heterophobia or discrimination by some gays/homosexuals.
  • Passively-bi, aka open-minded is a non-gender specific term that describes a straight or bi-curious person who is open to incidental or direct contact (typically in a Group sex scenario) from a MOTSS, usually without reciprocation.
  • Actively-bi is a non-gender specific term that describes a bi-curious/bisexual person who initiates direct contact with a MOTSS.

while i’m trying to figure what i am and where am i going , you can have a bit of laugh, i go on thinking!
quote:”"Do not check your soul at the door when you cross the threshold of your workplace. Whether you are a custodian or a CEO, practice work as sacred art. Respect comes not from the work you do, but the way you do your work.”
1. The patient refused autopsy.
2. The patient has no previous history of suicides.
3. Patient has left white blood cells at another hospital.
4. Note: Patient here recovering from forehead cut. Patient became very angry when given an enema by mistake.
5. Patient has chest pain if she lies on her left side for over a year.
6. On the second day the knee was better, and on the third day it disappeared.
7. The patient is tearful and crying constantly. She also appears to be depressed.
8. The patient has been depressed since she began seeing me in 1993.
9. Discharge status: Alive but without permission.
10. Healthy appearing decrepit 69-year old male, mentally alert but forgetful.
11. Patient had waffles for breakfast and anorexia for lunch.
12. She is numb from her toes down.
13. While in ER, she was examined, x-rated and sent home.
14. The skin was moist and dry.
15. Occasional, constant infrequent headaches.
16. Patient was alert and unresponsive.
17. Rectal examination revealed a normal size thyroid.
18. She stated that she had been constipated for most of her life, until she got a divorce.
19. I saw your patient today, who is still under our car for physical therapy.
20. The lab test indicated abnormal lover function.
21. Skin: Somewhat pale but present.
22. Patient has two teenage children, but no other abnormalities.

this is jus a quick note.
at last i got the permission from my wife. it’s not that i let her decide for me, i jus don’t want to risk my marriage cos i love my family.
so my caring friend who helped us a lot in our very hard time, had a crush on me. woaahh let’s feel proud of myself, am i that hot? i can’t wait to see mom-in-law’s face when hearing the news, she must be waiting with a rifle next time, but well why should she know?!
i think me and my bf (let’s call him J cos you gotta hear about him more) gotta talk more about likes and dislikes, i have my own limits cos my family comes first and i’m not that gay to file for divorce to get involved in a same-sex-marriage.
i’m sure about one thing, i’m glad he lives in a different city and i think he has to quit his second job as a call-boy if he wants me seriously, but i leave it up to him to decide.
ok let’s get back to work.
J’s gonna be here by Thursday night and he promised to buy Meg a pair of cool earrings on behalf of me.eerr that was supposed to be a surprise, ok babe, you’re surprised, ain’t you?

thing to ponder: i’m either manic or why am i so excited about this guy!

Bisexual orientation includes all the territory between the two extremes of homosexuality and heterosexuality. Bisexual people are not necessarily attracted equally to both genders. Moreover, it is possible for a bisexual person to be attracted to all genders but only one sex, or to all sexes but only one gender (note the definition of gender as social/psychological category, distinct from biological sex). Apart from sexual preference, some bisexual people describe their attraction as being based on personality or other characteristics rather than gender. Another view of bisexuality is that homosexuality and heterosexuality are two monosexual orientations, whereas bisexuality encompasses them both. However, some argue that bisexuality is a distinct sexual orientation on a par with heterosexuality or homosexuality.[1]

Bisexuality is often misunderstood as a form of adultery or polyamory, and a popular misconception is that bisexuals must always be in relationships with men and women simultaneously.[citation needed] Rather, individuals attracted to both males and females, like people of any other orientation, may live a variety of sexual lifestyles. These include: lifelong monogamy, serial monogamy, polyamory, polyfidelity, casual sexual activity with individual partners, casual group sex, and celibacy. For those with more than one sexual partner, these may or may not all be of the same gender.

Some people who might be classified by others as bisexual on the basis of their sexual behavior self-identify as gay, lesbian, or straight — for example, a bisexual woman who considers herself a lesbian may do so on the basis that a lesbian might be defined as any woman who is attracted to women (even one who is also attracted to men), or a woman who is primarily attracted to other women. Likewise some men may identify as heterosexual because the only activities they engage in with other men do not involve anal sex (or more commonly, do not involve being the bottom in anal sex).[citation needed] This kind of ambiguity is problematic because some people maintain that exclusivity is part of the definitions for monosexual orientations, others feel that only one’s current situation is what matters (if one is in a heterosexual marriage, they are straight), and still other groups prefer to say that bisexuality is non-existent and a bisexual person’s heterosexual feelings are merely the result of internalized homophobia.[citation needed] Other bisexuals consider themselves distinct from homosexuals but part of the larger LGBT or gay community. Some people who engage in bisexual behavior may be supportive of lesbian and gay people, but still self-identify as straight, and still others consider any labels irrelevant to their positions and situations

let’s call it hibernation cos it never lasted this long and i was never so up when down. i can assume this fucking mood stabilizers are not working.
to summarize my time from Friday afternoon till now; i’ve slept more than 40 hours and i’m still in bed, a bit sleepy and surely planning to sleep more. so lemme see, it means i ‘ve been awake less than 7 hours, what have i done then?
ate brunch & dinner 2 times, ate lotta chocolate, coffee, tea and coke. omg i had more than 10 cups of coffee and slept that long. i think i argued and cried a bit and wrote some random mails, called my bros without getting any call back.
what else? aha took a cold shower cos that was the only thing i could think of to keep me awake. it’s about 14F outside and inside it must be round 20F, it’s all snowing and the temperature has remained quite the same in the last 3-4 days.
it’s so funny that i’m spending most of my weekends on my own, shouldn’t i go out and join any available partying crowd?!
since back, i stopped labeling my own feelings and instead i’m trying to label Meg’s feelings. she’s as calm and patient as ever but a bit quiet when she’s on her own.
she protested a few times that i better get outta bed and go out for a walk but it was useless so she & Alex left to join her parents for a change and to my surprise she didn’t call once since gone or wait….
oooppsss sorry, she called, i was asleep ;-)
i’ve thought a lot about my life and related things since yesterday (surely while i was asleep!)
i’ve reviewed many things and i dunno why but they got so complicated and then i realized i was weaving a story and that was not really my own life ;-)
i feel so nervous and as Thursday comes closer i feel worse. i hate being judged and i have tones of “shouldn’t” signs in my brain that i can’t find part A & B to match them.
the ridiculous thing is whenever i try to look sane i think of little Angela and how dead she is and the fact that this spring there won’t be any baby cry beside Alexis usual shouts and then i burst into tears without feeling sad, actually without feeling anything.
i’ve started another foolish battle between “stupid me” & “wise me” that surely will end nowhere but hell and i better stop acting like kids before Thursday, God can you show me a way outta this hell?

devilishly i have thought of another try, and then i can see “wise me” shouting “get a grip man, give another try to what? wasn’t the pain enough for both of you?”
i think i have masochism too, or may be sadomasochism or masosadism????
can i die before Thursday then reborn when they leave?
why am i so stressed? it’s jus a simple gathering, take it easy pal!
ok i haven’t met most of those guys and Meg hasn’t either well she’d met them long ago but not recently, people change, don’t they? so they shouldn’t expect much!
to be or not to be?! is it a question to mind?
“to marry or not to marry?” another silly question.
why did we get married so hurriedly?
why there was no wedding ceremony?
why in-laws were so angry?
why none of my family came?
why did we go to church instead of mosque?
why i have so many unanswered question in my empty skull?
why some relatives of her want to come for her birthday after so many years not caring about her?ain’t birthdays something private?
why i haven’t bought her anything yet and why should i care so much?
why am i taking very simple things so serious?
nothing’s gonna happen on Thursday, i jus go to the airport, take them home, have a simple birthday party, put my best genius look on, behave well, dress good, and they leave, easy, right?
and what should i give her for her birthday?! i dunno, may be a noose!
God we’ve been together for for nearly 8 years and i’ve never been this much nervous, i know she doesn’t mind and whatever i give her she’s gonna love it but this time it seems i have to act like a very good husband, yes i’m not her boy friend or some stranger guy who slept with her for a change.
Husband: the man that a woman is married to; a married man!
did you know husband is a verb too? i didn’t. husband (verb) : to use something very carefully and make sure that you do not waste it.
we don’t have “wife” as a verb, do we?
lend me a dictionary, i need one!
i’ve gone insane, i must have fever. calm down boy! wtf is wrong with you?!
i wanna sleep more may be i can see a way out.
it may sound casual and irrational but i’ve been thinking about my mom’s wedding ring and i have no idea what happened to it. someone must have it but who he/ she is!
shiit why am i sounding like a 100 yr ol man having a foot in the grave?!!!
something is very wrong with me and i have to figure out before it’s too late but i wanna turn this putter down and sleep, it’s so dark outside and looking at the screen hurts my eyes, should i turn the light on!?

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Swinging, sometimes referred to in North America as the swinging lifestyle, is “non-monogamous sexual activity, treated much like any other social activity, that can be experienced as a couple.” The phenomenon (or at least its wider discussion and practice) may be seen as part of the sexual revolution of recent decades, which has occurred after the upsurge in sexual activity possible due to safer sex practices that became prevalent during these same decades.Swinging has been called wife swapping in the past, but this term is now archaic, as it is androcentric and does not accurately describe the full range of sexual activities that swingers may take part in.

Swinging activities can include (but are not limited to):

  • Exhibitionism: having sex with a partner while being watched.
  • Voyeurism: watching others have sex (perhaps with the above mentioned partner).
  • Soft Swinging or Soft Swap: kissing, stroking, or having oral sex with a third or fourth person. This may be in the form of a threesome or group sex, or partners may literally be swapped.
  • Full Swap: having penetrative sex with someone other than one’s partner, which is the commonly understood definition of swinging (though not necessarily the most common type).
  • Group Sex: An all inclusive term for activities involving multiple partners in the same vicinity.

Typically, swinging activities occur when a married or otherwise committed couple engages with either another couple, multiple couples, or a single individual. These acts can occur in the same room (often called same room swinging) though different or separate room swinging does occur. Sex on these occasions is often referred to as play.While the vast majority of swingers are heterosexual couples, a major part of Lifestyle activities are bisexual in nature. A large portion of female swingers, while they may or may not identify as bisexual, are interested in female-female sexual contact. Male-male contact is very rare, and usually never allowed in at a Swing Club/Party

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There are a range of musical instruments that can be collectively regarded as bass instruments since they produce tones that are in the bass range. They belong to different families of instruments and can cover a wide range of musical roles, often going well beyond simply providing a rhythmic and harmonic foundation for other instruments to build on. What they have in common is that they are the lowest tuned and largest instruments of their respective families.

As will be seen from the page on musical instrument classification, categorizing instruments is far from simple but examples grouped by general form and playing technique include:

A musician playing one of these instruments is often known as a bassist, certainly in the first two cases, although other terms such as ‘bass guitarist’, ‘double bassist’, ‘bass player’, etc may be used instead.

Cannibalism (from Spanish caníbal, in connection with alleged cannibalism among the Caribs), also called anthropophagy (from Greek anthropos “man” and phagein “to eat”) is the act or practice of humans eating other humans. In zoology, the term cannibalism is extended to refer to any species eating members of its own kind.

Care should be taken to distinguish among ritual cannibalism sanctioned by a cultural code, cannibalism by necessity occurring in extreme situations of famine, and cannibalism by mentally disturbed persons.

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There is an innate disgust with the term cannibalism, which strikes at the heart of the most base of human activities. This social stigma has been used as an aspect of propaganda against an enemy by accusing them of acts of cannibalism to separate them from their humanity. New research points to the fact that early man practiced cannibalism.Genetic markers commonly found in modern humans all over the world could be evidence that our earliest ancestors were cannibals, according to new research. Scientists suggest that today some people carry a gene that evolved as protection against brain diseases that can be spread by eating human flesh.
The Carib tribe acquired a longstanding reputation as cannibals following the recording of their legends by Fr. Breton in the 17th century. Some controversy exists over the accuracy of these legends and the prevalence of actual cannibalism in the culture.

According to a decree by Queen Isabella of Castile and also later under British colonial rule, slavery was considered to be illegal unless the people involved were so depraved that their conditions as slaves would be better than as free men. Demonstrations of cannibalistic tendencies were considered evidence of such depravity, and hence reports of cannibalism became widespread.This legal requirement might have led to conquerors exaggerating the extent of cannibalistic practices, or inventing them altogether.

The Korowai tribe of southeastern Papua could be one of the last surviving tribes in the world engaging in cannibalism.Marvin Harris has analysed cannibalism and other food taboos. He argued that it was common when humans lived in small bands, but disappeared in the transition to states, the Aztecs being an exception.

A well known case of mortuary cannibalism is that of the Fore tribe in New Guinea which resulted in the spread of the disease Kuru. It is well documented and not seriously questioned by modern anthropologists, except by those scholars arguing that although post-mortem dismemberment was the practice during funeral rites, cannibalism was not. Marvin Harris theorizes that it happened during a famine period coincident with the arrival of Europeans and was rationalized as a religious rite.

In pre-modern medicine, an explanation for cannibalism stated that it came about within a black acrimonious humour, which, being lodged in the linings of the ventricle, produced the voracity for human flesh.