Journals : 1995-1996
14 December 1995 | Link this
Bought computer tonight and spent the evening making it work. Went out to Hole in the Wall/My Place/PowerHouse with Troy. Home early to continue playing with the computer until 5AM.
18 December 1995 | Link this
Worked...slow day. I was late for third day in a row; I keep missing the bus by 30 secondss every day because I spend too much time wanking in the morning. Clinton out sick. Played with computer more tonight. Didn't sleep well last night. Work Christmas party last night at Kimball's. Not bad...stayed too late. Bought all Mom and Dad's presents this afternoon and shipped them. I'll probably call in sick tomorrow...
21 December 1995 | Link this
Called in sick...slept till noon. Went out tonight around 12:30 to Hole in the Wall & My Place. Ran into James; we looked at digital depravity till 4 or so.
22 December 1995 | Link this
Avoided calls from Troy about working overnight tonight. Played on computer all day. Met this boy named Matthew at Hole in the Wall tonight...took him home, pissed in his mouth, came in his mouth, and generally abused him. Fucking soon? He's 22, adorable and from Boise...
24 December 1995 | Link this
Worked till 2, then went shopping and to dinner with Troy at Planet Hollywood. Played on computer with Troy most of the evening. (This is Christmas?)
25 December 1995 | Link this
Worked till 2-ish, then did pretty much nothing of consequence. Dinner with Dan at Denny's. Tired and irritable afterward...I have a cold.
28 December 1995 | Link this
Feeling a bit better physically, but I need a life or a new job. Regional manager in the store all day, and I was not in the mood. Had a congratulations dinner for the managers tonight. I was still not inthe mood, but it was OK. Tired...didn't go out.
29 December 1995 | Link this
Rained like mad all day, thus I had an excuse not to leave the house all day. Ordered pizza and played digi-porn all day. Went out to Hole in the Wall, My Place tonight. WAY crowded. Picked up a cute little retail boy from North Dakota named Patrick (?)...kinda boring sex. I tried to fuck him but it didn't work. He left and I slept.
1 January 1996 | Link this
New Years Day. Slept late, computed all day and watched American Bandstand marathon most of the evening.
4 January 1996 | Link this
Went out to My Place tonight, and slung up in the backroom with a beautiful completely insane boy named Justin and some guy named John from Atlanta. Fun. Home by 1:30
5 January 1996 | Link this
Major vegetative state. My Place and Hole in the Wall tonight...met up with last night's pair again, but no repeat (it was offered...I declined). Met this guy on the sidewalk after last call at Hole in the Wall, brought him and two other guys (one of whom I really dug) home, but drama ensued, the guy I liked was a prick, and nothing happened. Went to sleep pissed.
6 January 1996 | Link this
Was forced to see the prick from last night again very early this morning: seems he left his cooler here last night. I was unpleasant and he left quickly and appropriately. Vegged and comped all day. I really need to get out more. Met adorable boy on IRC; didn't know how fab he was til I saw his homepage. Worked on my own tonight too. Also talked to Jeff Rainey; there's ton of snow in N.C.
11 January 1996 | Link this
Didn't go out tonight. Worked on site.
12 January 1996 | Link this
Worked in site more. Didn't go out...a Mr Pizza Man evening.
13 January 1996 | Link this
Planet SOMA is online.
18 January 1996 | Link this
Work. Went to Hole in the Wall, SissyBar at the PowerHouse, and My Place. Let Justin (from 1/4/96) fiddle with me and a cute boy from Panama for a while. Saw Matthew (from 12/22/95) but nothing happened so I stole the Australian slut he was after away from him. OK sex but he didn't excite me much. Pissed in his mouth and attempted a fuck but he was too tight. Then he threw up in the bathroom. I made him leave.
January-August 1996
No journals. This is the period of the birth and initial development of Planet SOMA, not to mention a long period of dealing with a long-distance "relationship" of sorts, and of increasing dissatisfaction with my job. I was busy, OK???