move it. i have a wedding to go to in a half hour.

oh... and mr. gor.... i wrote something to you on the bottom of this entry if you don't want to read this long thing.

my father is going to walk my brother down the aisle. i am walking joe down the same route. why???? they both are brides.... plus... joe's parents???? where are they? they refused to come. they have hated him ever since he came out to them that he was gay. i am an advocate for all homosexuals.... really.... i am. how can joe be the only normal one in his family? his family lives in tennesse.... they blamed it on traveling issues. i offered to buy them tickets. joe has a big family.... a really big family. i was going to buy 16 tickets for a private jet plane.... their excuse???
we'd have to pay you back<---- joe's mother
i don't like flying <---- joe's father.
you know cops hate black people<--- joe's older brother.

i got many different excuses from these people that i hardly know! it is a free trip to california! a free trip to a beautiful city! we were going to pay for hotel expenses and food too. i know that if i was not that rich.... i would take that offer!

joe broke down when i asked him about it. his family has always hated him. except for his sister. his sister is a hag. jow moved out to california as soon as he was 16. he has been by himself ever since. he got a job at a strip club. he has had to lie about his age of course. but that is how he got all of his money! so, anyway... i got a hold of his sister... i paid for her and the few friends she is taking to the wedding. they will stay at our house!

the wedding will be on the beach. just down the street we live on. that is why i am able to type this up before it. it will be rather beautiful! illegal.... but beautiful. i will cry. i know i will. its horrible how we have to do so many illegal things just to get happiness. especially gay marriage. so... they are getting married.

before my family and i had moved into this mansion... we lived in an apartment. it was in the bad part of san francisco. the rent was 800 USD a month. anyway... we didn't do much. my father was in the process of opening up his tattoo shoppe. my brother was working at a gay club... of which he still is. i??? i would get up at 3 every morning to go to my first job. i loved my jobs. i woke up at 3 in the morning to get ready for my first job. sometimes i wouldnt even have to wake up because i wpuld already be awake. anyway.... i made hemp bracelets. where did i get the hemp you ask???? i had to be at work at 4:20 am to smoke the pot to make the hemp. my second job was a a coffee shoppe. then i got a third job... i was starring as Rizzo in the play grease... i stopped all jobs though... my multiple personality disorder had really screwed me over.... yes.... i HAD MPD. i'll tell you more about that later...

anyway... christmas came around. my family stopped celebrating that because it was mum's favourite holiday. how ever... as a christmas present to us... joe cooked a christmas dinner and had it all delivered to us!

anyway... it is important that these two lovely men get married!

i on the other hand. i do want to get married. i really want to get married real bad. however... i really don't know if i will even live long enough to get married. i would kill to get married! and i do want my father to have a grand child that is actually related to him. and i have no clue how to do that...

mr. gor left me a note. i really wish i knew his name. atleast his first name. and to you mr. gor.... i will remain a champion. i am living longer than the doctors expected me to! i am not ready to die. :)

past or present

New Years - 2007-01-02
Halloween - 2006-10-30
She has definately has some sort of impact - 2006-09-25
Her very last entry... This is my very first... - 2006-09-19
My goodbye - 2006-05-03
">it all is supposed to come to an end right??? - 2004.11.20

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