Stories from a man who fails to meet media expectations of what it means to be gay:
white, frivolous, over sexed yet sexless, shrill, single, stylish, a clown, unimportant, et al.

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I read some good advice regarding journals, in that you should have a clear idea and set goals of what you are trying to do and accomplish. At this point in time, my ideas are fuzzy, but I do have a simple goal. To entertain myself. Maybe to entertain someone else as well, or at least to give someone a reason to smile or laugh.

My previous attemps at chronicling my life have been sporadic at best, but I'll see if I can do a good job of keeping this updated.

I think it's kinda funny that I've chosen to start this in the fall. Which is to say that this past summer was filled with parties and the like. It's autumn now and things are slowing down, but we'll see.

As for who I am, I'm a gay Latino male in his early thirties living the life in Los Angeles. Let's see if that's worth sharing.

nico

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