el rey del mundo

el rey del mundo
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Quote: From Queer as Folk
Michael: Right after my mother told me I was gay, she gave me this big safe sex lecture. I knew how to put a condom on a cucumber before I knew how to drive.
Ben: Yeah, well, I was going to ask you out tonight, but now I'm not so sure.
Michael: Why not?
Ben: Well, Michael, a cucumber is a lot to live up to. (207)


So regardless of the sleepless night I was just happy to have, I am feeling a bit like el rey del mundo...

Number of pages finished: none still, but looking hopeful...

I have a great new idea, I journalled last night (okay I know it’s not a word, let's get past that, you should know by reading I make them up as I go, like Shakespeare) and had a great brainstorming session,

So let’s say number of brainstorm: 5 pages...

There that at least makes me feel a bit better. My dear Grace I do hope you are feeling better as well.

So just how crazy is the thought... and this comes some from my brainstorming... that when we die inside our minds our head falls like Christ? Could we see the crucifixion before we die? Or is this my faith filled background leaking into my perceptions of afterlife? Okay, so I was drunk and happy and realized that at that moment, my life could have ended on a happy note. That I hoped one day my life would end with me in bliss filled happiness smothered in calmed gravy and euphoric sprinkles...No I was not on drugs...I was just very happy sitting around, okay so I smoked a fag outside, and thinking of how our lives (the people from K-town were there and I was reminiscing)…where so different now and in a better way. It was old friends coming together and taking joy in life, rather than harping on the past. What a wonderful experience to have. But it dawned on me, that this is how I wanted to die. Then of course that went into how I wanted to show death in my play and how do I use that. It would be better for a screenplay, yada yada, la la la… It was today, several days passed, that I realized I need to forget the yada yada, and go for it…I don’t know how yet, but just start writing.

Recently, I am a bit random, blogging between work and such, I was thinking how different my life would have been. The different paths we take. Of course, this is nothing new.

I have an audition next week. Seussical, well, I am scared, but I think I have it in me…Hell, I can do that…

Lestat