from the tuesday-will-suck-big-time-this-semester...

from the tuesday-will-suck-big-time-this-semester dept.

I've showered and ready for bed so this will be a quickie update for today. The testosterone level on this floor would be enough to induce spontaneous abortions in most women.

The main free time activity seems to be trying to find other people to go out drinking with you so you don't have to drink
alone. "Drinking alone is the first sign you have a drinking problem." Funny, I've found that drinking just to get drunk whenever you can is a bad sign.

*Sigh* I have a note into my RA to have a meeting with him sometime. I don't know when this will happen, but it isn't
going to happen soon enough. The "machismo" on this floor is enough to make *me* sick. I mean how much bullshit can you shovel at once and still believe it?

I'd like a new roommate (preferably no roommate) and/or a somewhat decent man to date for a while and see what
happens there. As it stands, I'm not holding my breath that either event will be happening. I mean, with the sheer amount of bullshit and machismo that's flung around this floor and on campus in general with regards to what women are for and the amount of drinking that goes on...

I'm definately feeling my 29 today.

Dallas is a kick ass guy to be around and the general attitude around the hall is that Jason (my roommate) is a tight ass

who needs to unclench. Either way, I think part of the reason that Jason may be uncomfortable around Dallas is that Dallas doens't exude hetero vibes. Yeah, he hangs around the girls but it's more that he's getting his hair done and that he's just hanging out with them.

I dunno. He's not my type and I'd certainly not date him. Dallas' roommmate is your typical frat boy lookin guy. I mean
the stereotypical A&F wannabe who thinks he's uber-macho and God's gift to women.

There's a quiet bear cub down on the other end of our wing. I dunno anything about him 'cept that he's shaved bald and a
cute lil cub. Other than that, there's a tall blond jockboy next door who trips my trigger for some reason still undiscovered. That's all I've seen of attractive men on my floor.

The hall and campus are crawling with stocky guys all over the place. Now to find a few (hell, one) decent one who is gay
and looking for something more substantial than a 2 hour fuck in the afternoon while his roommate is at a class.

I'm really facing a major decision here. Do I keep myself in the closet around the dorm and out in classes? What
happens if I do a speaker's panel in a class and one of my floormates is in the class? And how long can I keep my self- worth while I lie about the women walking by and what kinds of tits/legs I like?

The other option is to come out and be done with it. I'll probably gain quite a few female friends, but I'll probably alienate
most of the guys on our floor. Coming out will make my brain much less stressed and not having to keep track of lies and such, but are possible threats to my life and property worth it?

These are the decisions that I will have to face before, during, and after my meeting with Brad about how to handle Jason
and also how to deal with the other people on the floor.

And to end the day on a lighter note:

"I wish I may, I wish I might


I wish upon this star tonight,
If I masturbate before I wake,
Please Lord grant this wish I make,
Give me a man. Masturbating is so lonely."

Written by Tracy (fellow floor resident)