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2003-08-01 
 

not much news

Nope, not much news to report on a personal level. I continue to work long hours...which is my own call. My boss has asked several times this week whether he can help out and other than two small projects, I've kept it all to myself. Because the job is new and I'm dealing with taking over from someone with very different organizational skills, I figure it's better to put in the long hours now and just sort things out so that next season won't be quite so hectic. That being said, I did know that the hike in salary would mean a hike in responsibility and that the next few months would be busy so this could all be normal. Yuck.

In other news. I'm officially addicted to Queer Eye for the Straight Guy on Bravo. I thought I wouldn't like it, but it's actually quite funny and...even in my gayness I must admit this...I've picked up a few tips. Who knew toothpaste would clean a candlestick? OK G did, but I missed that day in Queer Cleaning 101.

Also should mention that I'm sitting through Boy meets Boy as part of my gay duties. It seems pretty equal to The Bachelor or Bachelorette or any of those other dating reality shows, so if you like them I'd give it a big thumbs up. The thing is that those sorts of shows, gay or straight, give me knots in my stomach because I suffer from a condition known as sympathetic embarassment. How can they do it? Put themselves out there for all the public humiliation? However, growing up in a world where my gay icon was Jack Tripper on Threes Company, I am amazed that we're finally getting more representation in the media. (And yes, I know Jack wasn't gay, but that's the whole point...there was nobody else) So I'll endure my stomach knots in silence and make frequent trips to the kitchen for cookies.

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