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Saturday, February 14, 2009

We are young, heartache to heartache, we stand, no promises no demands...

LOVE is a battlefield! So the sometimes dreaded sometimes highly anticipated St. Valentine's Day is here once again. This day usually gets me down, but not for the obvious reason. You see 8 years ago today was when I was diagnosed with HIV, some days I am totally fine with it, other days it gets to me to have gotten this disease so young, but I feel like it has been a blessing in disguise. It has taught me adversity and has taught me to be a stronger man.

Anywho, on a lighter note I I haven't DATED dated someone for almost 7 years now, I've had plenty of sex and plenty of crushes but neither have led me to my other half, so I figured I would share with you my list of qualities for my ideal man, and maybe someone out there could set me up with the right man.

1.Age appropriate 30 – 40
2.Masculine looks, feminine personality
3.Knows what he wants in life
4.HIV +
5.Drug free
6.EXTREMELY filthy in the sack
7.Smart and cultured ( Someone who can hold down a conversation and go to rock or classical concerts, and of course the theater)
8.Great sense of humor
9.MUST LOVE Disneyland/World!
10.Can share the spotlight
11.Good dancer
12.Stable career
13.Loves to socialize
14.But also can enjoy a quiet night at home all snuggled up in front of the boob tube
15.Animal lover (i.e. not allergic to them)
16.Must love to travel
17.Family oriented ( I may want kids someday)
18.Has his own friends
19.Adventurous
20.Compassionate


And as far as looks are concerned I usually like white or Latin guys, anywhere from skinny geeky boys to husky bearish men, WOOF! I know that someday my prince will come, but I am getting a little anxious about it, I miss holding someone in my arms, and doing sweet romantic things just for the hell of it Hope everyone has a fabulous valentine's day!

As for my song for today, I used to listen to this song repeatedly while I was coming down off of meth, hoping that the message would fucking sink in sooner or later. I loved it before the fatties at the Biggest Loser started using it, and I loved her when she was Movin on up with the M People; so I give you Heather Small's “Proud”.