BringOn2008!

There's nothing like the snow show on the front of Saks for the holidays. The entire facade of the building commands your attention as giant flakes perform a wild strobe dance to the ear-shattering decibels of a surprisingly funky bell song. Like a west 27th St. nightclub without the bottle service.

My break was relaxing in that nerve-wracking way that makes you feel as if you should be doing something with yourself, but you're stuck in a giant food and alcohol coma the whole time. We had the entire week between Christmas and New Year's off, which was a nice taste of a more permanent kind of break coming for some of us.  I managed to finish my next piece for movmnt, on environmentalism. I recommend funding space research. It's time to cut our losses and find a new host to suck dry, trust me. Is it genocidal to suggest leaving a few continents behind?

My New Year's resolution (well...the one that doesn't involve personal appearance or illegal activity) is to blog more this year. But I made the same resolution last year and I'm still out of shape and coked up. So we'll see how it goes. 

I was dropped from the Fagat Guide's blogroll, which bothered me for a moment. I actually develop crushes on people based on their writing, making me the worst kind of geek. The upside is that he put me back on, and I made FHC's list as a kind of pity fuck. Score.

On a nice personal note, I started dating in the fall, and he's turning out to be just the right combo of infinitely patient and hopelessly addicted to me. I'm a full time labor of love, trust me. Most importantly he loves sushi and cocktails. If I'm lucky I'll beat my record of 8 months before I scare him off. I was given a promotion at my day job, one of those made-up titles that they give to people who will still be doing the same job essentially, but it is nice to be recognized. Big surprises in store for the third magazine I work for, as a Sr. Editor for Circuit Noize. Check your local gayborhood bars and underwear stores in February for the unveiling.

Alright, kids, there you have it. My first post of the year. I'm going to try to squeeze at least 2 or 3 more in before 2008. Here is my new year's wish for you all: peace and fucking happiness. Or just fucking. Whatever floats your boat.

Comments

[Michael S]

One thing: You misspelled decibel.

I just did it to let you know that I read, and appreciate your fag rags--all of them.

[Aatom]

Thanks for catching that.

[Fagat]

We are so happy to hear that you are dating. We might even have a boyfriend too, soon! Imagine. What will we all have to write about?

[Aatom]

well, you're much better at the sexual exegeses than I am, to be sure, so the dearth will hit you hardest I'm afraid. But thanks, it's been a wonderful ride so far. I think I've finally found the comfortable one.

[Laz Marquez]

Hope this year rocks your socks off :)
Nice blog, I'll have to be more frequent of a visitor. :)

See you later!