We split under stupid circumstances. Both of us had suffered Shipwrecked, a truly loathsome event at Club Med on Lindeman Island, which was like being trapped in Arq for five days. Seriously, I barely slept and my health and mental state deteriorated as a result, although it has provided great fodder for a Stephen King-ian short story I’m toying with.
“Nightmare at 132bpm” is a chilling tale about a group of men who are ferried to an isolated and apparently idyllic location with the promise of tropical relaxation. Soon enough they realise they are mere guinea pigs in a fiendish experiment by a shadowy government organisation, which is exploring new methods of non-violent torture – namely wretched, incessant, deafening dance music.
That’s the basic idea, anyway.
Suffice it to say, I refuse to let the aftermath of this terrible mistake ruin my relationship with Mick. Praise the Lord, he agrees. He’s now talking about moving from Canberra to somewhere like Maitland or Stockton, near Newcastle.
I’m seriously thinking of going with him.
Gay Sydney is a fishbowl, without a filter. We were going to have a beer at the Oxford last night after dinner but the amplified nasal squawk of some drag queen had us turning around immediately. We headed to the Green Park instead – the gayest non-gay bar in town – and talked about life somewhere with a dog and a backyard. He wants to be able to fish for his dinner. That I could live without, but I can see the appeal.
In any case, something has to change. I’ve had this daydream before but it seems more real than ever. As long as we can be together I don’t care where we are.
15 comments:
It wont work out............ ppl like you need the getto. you will be back in 6 Weeks no matter how good it is with him, ppl like you cant help yourself.
Don't come back now!
I love how you pathetic trolls can't resist coming back.
and that's 'riddance', by the way
*I’ve had this daydream before but it seems more real than ever. As long as we can be together I don’t care where we are.*
LOL, listen to yourself. You sound like an old school drag queen reciting Show Tunes.
Its not that noone can 'resist cominbg back' - lucky for you your blog posts are seen on Pink Board so half of Gay SYdney sees it. Even then you dont get many replies and hardly any of them are positive = proof your blog is shit.
When you've burnt all your bridges in Sydney the only thin to do is get out....
* thing
You people should leave him alone. He is brave enough to admit he has mental issues - it's no different to having something wrong with your arm or leg.
Good luck to you and your man Lois Steam - I hope you have a new, happy life with him somewhere.
Gay life can get you down, I know. There will always be bitchy people, you just have to rise above :-)
All the best and thanks for your blog :-)
'brave enough to admit he has mental issues" lol .... that is not bravery that is pathetic attention seeking. Every one already knows he was wacked so its not bravery. Too many drugs fried his brain long ago!!
He won't be back, he just got caught up in a moment of nostalgia and went along with your fantasy. It's over, accept it. You're just fantasizing now...
How embarrassing. You're obviously a 'man' on the edge, Lois Steam. Seek professional help.
Why does everything have to be gay? "Gay Sydney"??? Why don't you forget Gay Sydney and just live in Sydney? You hate gay bars and drag queens but you still cant cut the cord, you have to go to the "gayest non-gay bar in town".
I'll tell you in one minute why your world has come crashing down and save you $$$ on therapy: you've built your whole life around your sexuality. Everything about your life is based on Being Gay, its completely unbalanced. Expand your life and broaden your horizons - there's more to life than being gay!!!!!
"These bad days will end"??? Honey, they're only gonna get worse as your brain gets more and more fried from drugs and drinking, and your mental health gets even worse (hard to imagine hey?)
Still here?
Last call!
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