Butterfingers

I woke up around 1am tonight, Saturday morning.  It almost feels like it’s another weekday, but then I remember it’s actually Saturday night.  I’ve worked so many Saturdays straight that it feels weird to have one off, and I don’t feel like going out.  I’ve missed lockdown anyway by the time I’m writing this.  And I can’t deal with screaming queens right now anyway – ergh.  Guess I could always go to the casino?  Does it ever stop serving alcohol?  I’m not sure.  I think this is the first time the casino has appealed to me moreso than a nightclub in the valley.  It’s probably got something to do with my Jupiter’s trip and the fact I can use my same gambling card there that i could on the Gold Coast.  Stupid thing is you can only get points if you LOSE money gambling, and as I won $9 last time (woot lol), I don’t have any points to redeem 🙂

I was thinking to myself before that it amazes me how there are so many different people in the world, all doing different things, at this precise moment.  Like here I am laying in bed on a now-Sunday-morning – millions of people are out clubbing, millions of people are still celebrating Saturday daytime in countries like USA, millions of people are out clubbing – partying away the work-week – millions of people are having sex and losing their virginity.  We really aren’t held back on what we decide to do in this exact moment.  Except me.  Living a 24-hour lifestyle in a non-24 hour city really doesn’t sit too well with me.  I think that’s another reason the casino seems appealing.  My gym does as well – it’s 24 hours.

I was actually pretty impressed with myself at the gym yesterday morning.  I was stretching my arms over my head and surprised myself with how my biceps looked, so it was a good day for the mirror and me today.  Normally I have the gym to myself that early on a weekend (5;15amish), however there was one other guy in there, who happened to leave his towel on the bench press that I wanted to use whilst he went off and used other weights and kept returning to the bench press.  Talk about frustrating!  Oh well, I improvised elsewhere and didn’t make a big deal of it, another than shaking my head at the inconsiderateness of some people.  I got a surprise when I entered the gym after work, because I saw my name and photo was on the computer monitor.  At first I thought the staff has been looking me up for some reason, but after reading the screen, I realised it was just checking me in.  I have a pretty cool photo I realised!  Haha.  I read the other info, such as I was a ‘family membership’ (even though I’m not really but it saves me $150 a year on fees by saying I am) and I was surprised to see my ‘Activity level’ was listed as ‘Medium’.  Woohoo!  I assume people like a guy I know called Ken would be in the ‘High’ catagory as he seems to go twice or three times a day.  I only go every second one, and that’s only when I’m working.

I’ve realised I’m definitely all about convenience.  Gym is convenient to work, work is relatively convenient to home, home is convenient to clubs and lifestyle, I only meet cute grindr guys who are convenient to my location, and I’m still only new at that.  Stuff making an effort just to get a root.  A root is actually the last thing on my mind right now.  I’m in that state of mind where I’m bored and I’d go and have sex purely out of boredom and not because I’m horny.  That just doesn’t seem right – what’s the point?  Maybe that would be okay in a relationship situation cos I doubt the partner would complain, but random boredom sex?  Yeah, I don’t think so, not today.  I realised how bored I was when I was sitting in the lounge before watching ‘Psychic TV’.  At least I got the channels back – the housemate had just plugged the set-top box back into the wrong plug in the wall.

So I missed seeing my Indian friend off at the airport, but it’s okay.  I would’ve loved to see him off but I’m sure I woulda been in tears, like I was when Martin left, so it’s probably a good thing I was asleep at home.  He rang me about three times telling me to come over and even offered his mate to come pick me up, but I was in a complete zombie state having been woken up (like I sometimes am) and really didn’t feel like thinking, let alone talking.  I’d set my alarm and all to go there, but didn’t bother – I didn’t have work tonight and the snooze button was all too tempting to slam off and return to the land of slumber.

This is me and him in the birdcage at Escape nightclub on the Gold Coast.  I’ll miss him as will tons of other people.  I was thinking on the walk home that he’s definitely one of the most influential people I’ve met this year.

I almost made a video entry on the walk home yesterday haha, but it ended up being me just pulling faces at the camera haha.  I think I’ll leave that one alone.  I took some nice photos of ducks and stuff though – the Botanical Gardens can be so pretty.

 

The hot cabbie came into work last night, who I hadn’t seen in a while, so that was nice to see him again.  I flirted like usual and asked if he was going to sexpo, and he said he was gunna go tomorrow (which woulda been today).  I didn’t see my gay cutie though.  Sean came in though and introduced me to a guy, ‘This is my ex, we were together for 4 and a half years.’  I said, ‘wow that’s impressive!’  They were both high on acid, and Sean reckons it was his ex’s first time.  So that’s why he was sneezing all over the place!
Speaking of sneezing, ergh there is definitely a flu or some shit going around – every third customer was sick as, and I have to handle money which is the single most unhygenic thing ever.  I was spraying Glen-20 after every customer like some sort of germ Nazi.  I don’t want that shit!  Not before my days off.  And of course by the end of the shift I felt that my throat was beginning to feel sore.  Fuckers.
 
I served this guy at work last night.  I flogged this from the security footage haha.  I made him laugh because he asked for cigarettes and when I got them from behind me I accidently threw them across the room and had to go retrieve them.  I was stunned by his looks and I’m pretty sure that gave it away to him haha.  He doesn’t look that good from this pixelated security frame but GOD he was hot!  Just trust me, he was!  Even more depressing is he wason his way to the brothel.  I texted my friend who works there almost immediately to ask if she was on and to keep an eye out for him haha.