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The Interview Game.

My blog friend Terry has been getting in on this blog tag thingee that’s been going around on the internet. Here’s how it works:

The Official Interview Games Rules:
1. If you want to participate, leave a comment below saying, “interview me”.
2. I will respond by asking you five questions – each persons will be different.
3. You will update your journal/blog with the answers to the questions.
4. You will include this explanation and an offer to interview others in the same post.
5. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

I volunteered with an “interview me!” in his comments section today, simply because it looked like fun AND I’ve been working on coming out of my shell a little more this year and this seemed to be a wonderful vehicle on my journey of enlightenment.

Here’s my five questions from Terry.
1. We have been talking for ages now… but how did you first find my blog?
I wish I could remember how I found your blog, but for the life of me I don’t remember how I stumbled upon it. I think it had something to do with googling gay PowerBook users. I liked your style, I liked your blog and I found you very cute, so I stuck around.

2. How old were you when you lost your virginity?
Ah, it seems like yesterday. Actually, it was my second semester of college in March 1987. I was 18 years old at the time.

3. Top, Bottom or Versatile?
O.k. now I’m blushing. I guess “mostly top” would mean “versatile”.

4. You are being shipped to a deserted island for 3 months and you are only allowed to bring one CD. No iPod, no mix-tape, no mix-CD. One original CD. What CD would that be?
“While The Eagle Sleeps” by Alice Gomez, Madalyn Blanchett & Marilyn Rife. It’s Native American Flute Music that I often use to meditate and relax to.

5. When was the last time you said “thank you”?
Just a short while ago I thanked Earl for bringing home some Vicks Vaporub to help combat the congestion in my sinuses. I make a point of saying thank you to all that are deserving, people need to be more polite and I like to try to set a good example.

Anyone want to play?

Big Nose 1. Vanity 0.

O.k., so instead of vanity winning, the doctor wins. He’s booked until tomorrow, I get to have a swollen nose without knowing why until tomorrow at 12:30 p.m. Hopefully the ol’ doc (actually, the quite attractive doctor) will have some answers and a magic cure.

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On the bright side of the day, I met up with my friend Mike for lunch and he brought me some chocolate chip cookies when he heard that I wasn’t feeling up to par. Then I came home and Earl had a wonderful little supper made including some healthy vegetable soup and a big ol’ helpin’ of love.

Vanity Wins.

The bridge of my nose has been a little tender to the touch for the past 48 hours or so. For the past week or two I’ve had this red spot under my right eye, like I had rubbed my eye too much or something. I figured I had some sort of sinus infection going on, so I’ve been taking appropriate action by blowing my nose, doubling up on the orange juice, drinking echinacea tea, etc. This morning, it’s slightly swollen and has jumped up on the pain scale to “throbbing”. It doesn’t hurt a lot, but I can’t ignore it as easily.

I’m not concerned about the pain, as I can endure just about anything short of the severing of a limb. However, I am concerned about the swelling. Vanity wins. I’m calling the doctor.