Ryan is causing more trouble for me. My lifestyle has once again been declared degrading by him. Not only that, he considers people who are dominant (aka 'doms') as "cowards" and "bullies." Thats why he "no longer associates with those people anymore."
He's acting like a self-hating gay man, bashing others because he's afraid of facing himself.
I wish he would stop. I have made numerous attempts to be friends with him, forgiving him even when he showed no desire to apologise, and for a while, things seemed to be going okay. But, as usual, he found something to create drama over, and things have been shakey ever since.
I wish he would just, at the very least, tolerate and accept that some people have different tastes then he does. Some people are kinky, and that is okay. He is vanilla, and that's okay too, but it's no excuse to bash other people for their personal kinks which are healthy and legal.
People bashing the BDSM lifestyle is a very sensitive issue for me, I am very protective about my lifestyle and those in it. What makes it worse is his absolutely horrible timing. You see, a friend of mine, Jeff, has finally succomed to his liver cancer this morning. Jeff was a smart, witty, and honorable man, very intelligent, working on his doctorate, and a talented photographer. Jeff was also a dom, and it pains me that in the wake of his death, Ryan has the nerve to paint all dominants as cowards and bullies, for Jeff was neither. Jeff was more of a man then most males will ever be. While I will never deny that there are doms who are assholes, not all doms are. It is common knowledge that there are angels and assholes in every group of people. But most doms are decent people who simply have a domination fetish. Within the boundries of consent, domination/submission is healthy, fun, and legal.
Yet Ryan refuses to see this.
A long time ago, this would have had me seeing red. But now, I am so tired of Ryan's constant emotional masochism that all I can do is roll my eyes and laugh. That's the best anyone can do in the fact of drama, anyways, just shake your head and laugh at the bullshit. Life is too short for me to get caught up in his rediculous hatred, especially if he is going to so adamantly discriminate against those who aren't like him. (The irony is furthered by the fact that he prides himself in being a supporter of equality. This also makes me giggle.)
Work was long and kinda stressful. That, in addition to Jeff's death and Ryan's bullshit, called for chocolate ice cream therapy. I usually hate chocolate ice cream, but tonight I had an odd craving. I bought one of those cute tiny containers for $1.50. I can never eat more then one scoop anyways.
Onwards!....
I hung out with Jason last night, we watched The Eye and Harold & Kumar Escape From Guantonamo Bay. The Eye wasn't bad, it definately had some good scares, and the ending wasn't nearly as bad as the endings of the horror/suspense flicks I've seen lately. Harold and Kumar was funny, the silliness wouldn't stop. They faced idiot homeland security officers, prison guards demanding blow jobs, good old fashion Alabama incest, our president, an asshole politician, Neil Patrick Harris, Teaxan whores, and of course, lots and lots of weed. A silly movie, but not a stupid one. I was amused greatly. I stayed out too late though, and when I finally got home, I stumbled into bed and was dead to the world.
Christian eventually did call, albeit at 2am. We were supposed to hang out this evening, but that ended up being cancelled as he was sick. Later this week, hopefully. Poor Darlene is sick too. I stopped by to say hi to her, and watch a movie with Chelsea. I also borrowed The Animatrix and The Exorcist from Darlene. Right now I'm watching the Animatrix with Darren and the kitties. I've been watching too many movies lately, I'm getting behind on my reading.
It's almost 2 am. I need to crash now, tomorrow I work earlier then usual, but thankfully it's not a full shift.
One final thought...
Khaliyah fucking rocks. Yes, yes she does. Rocks more then you ever will (or me, for that matter.)
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