A Bold Decision

I have been single for my adult life thus far. Well, except for that brief period when I was kind of dating someone, but he didn't want to make it official, because he was in the closet. Other than that, I've never been in any type of relationship. I've tried dating sites, joining social groups, going to the bars and making a pact with the devil, but none of those have worked. In fact, the devil owes me now.

In most cases, I've been the one to pursue guys. Very rarely do they pursue me, and when they do, it's rarely the ones that I want. I'm stuck in that middle: I want the guys that are unavailable or uninterested, and I'm not interested in the ones that want me. What's a Black and Gold Gay to do?

So, I've come to the conclusion that I need to stop pursuing guys. Stop going on gay.com, stop making thinly veiled attempts at hitting on people that I know, stop making a complete ass of myself. I've made this vow before, only to break it. Well, let's see how well I can hold up on it this time. If they want me, they can come to me now. That's the only way I know they're truly interested. And if they're not the ones I want, then oh well. Eventually, the ones that I want will want me back. And if not, there's always the monastery.

If I Only Were a Gaysian....

I think I would like to be born as a gaysian in my next life. Gaysians and Gay Latin men (Gaytin?) seem to have this appeal that I cannot explain. You see them draped on the arms of some of the most attractive (and wealthy) members of the gay community. I think maybe the early Greeks had gaysians as pool boys.

My question is this: What do gaysians and gaytins have that most of us don't? Is it the exotic appeal? Some sort of mystique? Better fashion sense? Can anyone answer this? Gaysians and/or Gaytins: I turn to you for your knowledge. I want a hot sugar daddy. Can you teach me your ways?

"B" for "Beginning"

I have many thoughts. For example, I think that people who work as waiters, sales associates, etc., should get to hang a sign on a customer if they are being a complete dumbass. Sort of like in "The Scarlet Letter," but instead of an "A" for "adulterer", it should be "M" for "Moron." And then that person would have to walk around for the next week with a "M" on their chest, letting the whole world know how stupid these people truly are.

I also think that men should stop showing pictures of their genitals online. I don't want to see it on my computer. If I decide you're attractive and we hook up, THEN show it to me. I mean, you're supposed to show to those online what you feel is the most appealing part of you. If that is a lump of skin and muscle, why do I want to see what the rest of you looks like? Get real, people!

Now, I'm not always this angry. In fact, most of the time, I'd like to think I'm a fairly pleasant person. Sure, there are people that I rub the wrong way and vice versa, but most people that meet me tend to have a positive opinion of me. If the person happens to be drunk, their opinion of me becomes VERY positive...very, very positive. If that drunk person happens to be hot, then I might as well be Jake Gyllenhaal. Once that guy sobers up, then I become slightly less appealing.

What is my point in all of this rambling? I'm not sure, but I think that I need to vent my frustrations, and this seems like a healthy manner in which to do so. My current frustrations center on dating, or more accurately, my inability to date successfully. Sure, I've been on dates, but never more than three with the same person. I've gone on "non-dates," which are basically just hanging out with guys that I would like to date, but they don't feel the same way. I've met guys in bars who I deem to be quite fetching, but I end up not being their type. I do seem to attract people that I'm not interested in dating. So I'm sort of stuck in that middle ground.

This blog might not be solely about dating woes. It may be about finding employment woes, or about anything else that I want people to know what my opinion is on the matter. I'm just starting this out, so we'll see where it goes from here. Buckle in tightly.