Entries for the ‘Chronicling my gay roommate’ Category

My Gay Roommate: The Final Chapter

So I’ve been out of the apartment with the twink for over a week now. My quality of life has improved. I’m happier. I feel less likely to get attacked by semen. Better times all around.
So what happened in my last night with the apartment?
Well, I finished packing up last Friday […]

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My Gay Roommate: A trip to Europe that doesn’t involve going to Europe

The latest reasons I wish my roommate did intravenous drugs with Freddie Mercury…
Last Wednesday, I came home to find that my roommate had packed up all his stuff and it looked he left. Turns out, he didn’t. I saw him that night. I then told my roommate that I would be moving […]

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My Gay Roommate: Photographic proof

If I read the stuff that I’ve experienced with my gay roommate on another blog, I’d probably be calling bullshit. But, as your Paragon of Virtue, you know everything I present to you is pure fact. Pure sad sad fact. Exhibit A: The aforementioned wig hair.

Yes, what you’re seeing is sticky, disgusting, […]

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A joyous President’s Day weekend indeed

So it’s funny, actually. Of all the bullshit I say and write, the one thing that seems to get people emailing me and sending links around to friends is the stuff in my life. Never one to leave you all behind with a severe case of blue balls, here are the updates you’ve […]

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Wow. So that may be the worst Valentine’s Day ever.

Honestly, my life is so fucked up sometimes, I know it sounds like fiction when I bring it out to this site. But I can’t make up what must be the worst Valentine’s Day ever. What you’re about to read is entirely true and one of the most ridiculous things I’ve ever written. […]

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