To much Gay

I've often wondered if I could have too much gay in my life. The answer HELL YEAH. I think I'm completly gayed out. Not only do I work at a Gay bar, I now recently work at a Bath House. It's just too much.

Take my breath away

"Life is not measured by the number of breaths that we take; instead it is measured by the number of moments that take our breath away . . ."

Oh happy Day

I have my house to myself again...How great that is.

Recap: About three months ago one of my best friends broke up with his partner, so he had to move in with me into my one bedroom. He moved in with thre cats and a truck full of shit. Then he got a new BF and he moved in as well because his mother kicked him out of the house. This was a problem on many levels...the biggest one being cleanliness. I keep my house imaculate; they don't. So my home was always a mess, and I was never happy. But they moved out yesterday. They left a fucking mess, but I don't care. I will happily clean it. Knowing that it will stay clean forever now.

Don't get me wrong. I love them both to death but I just can't live with them. I am a type of person who needs to live alone(at least at this point in my life).