While talking to Joe last night, I came to a realization. This blog must change.
The original intent of the blog was to chronicle the adventure s of four attractive gay men living under one roof. Unfortunately, life has a way of rarely being what you expect. Joe moved out within the first month of the blog being up. Chris left, then came back, and is currently preparing to purchase his first home. As stated in the last blog, Aaron just moved back to California.
All of the aforementioned brings me to the question, what is the point of this blog? e. Think: What is Girlfriends without Toni and what is Sex and the City without Samantha? That becomes my question now: What is this blog without the roommates?
Clearly, the blog must change.
It is my intent to provide meritorious reading for pleasure. It is not my intent to self-centeredly focus on my life and myself. This blog should be bigger than me. This blogosphere is a vast and immense place and I want to brighten my little corner.
Welcome to coreyisamess.blogspot.com. Tell me what you think can be done to make this blog a better place to traverse in the blogosphere. All comments are welcome and appreciated.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Goodbye my friend...
Goodbye my friend
(I know you're gone, you said you're gone but I can still feel you here)
It's not the end
(You gotta keep it strong before the pain turns into fear)
So glad we made it, time will never never ever change it!
-from "Goodbye," by the Spice Girls
Aaron is gone.
This blog began as a chronicle of my life with three roommates: Aaron, a former youth minister cum financial advisor, Chris, an intern, four years my junior, and Joe, my former boyfriend.
Over the course of one year, a lot has transpired. Joe moved out after an argument over a cable bill (and a few other bills) in January. Chris moved back to Alabama after his internship ended and then moved back to Atlanta in August. And now, Aaron has moved back to Los Angeles.
Aaron has been like a brother to me. He is a Pisces and I am a Scorpio. I don’t think we could have had a better roommate relationship. Or at least this was true until Aaron met Kali. (For more on Aaron’s back story, check out the following blog dates: Sept. 4, April 25, and Dec. 29.)
When Aaron started dating Kali (she was such a slutty cat), our relationship went south.
After Aaron’s break-up with Kali, he quit his job and went to visit his mother in California. While there, he reconnected with his old friend, Phil Wilson and was offered a great job with the Black AIDS institute. Needless to say, he took the job, came back to Atlanta to get his stuff, and left for Los Angeles last night. I really hoped we would have more time to reconnect, but time, like so many things in my life, is not on my side.
I am sad. It hurts to lose another friend.
I always assumed Aaron would not only be in my life, but would be in my home. If I needed a new tire, I knew Aaron would take care of it for me. If I forgot to pay the gas bill, I knew Aaron would take care of it for me. If I forgot to assemble some gift bags for work, I knew Aaron would take care of it for me. Whatever my problem, my pain, or my issue, I knew Aaron would be there. But now, he is gone and I don’t really know how my life will be without him.
I have cried about this a lot and I am crying about this now.
Joey, Aaron’s foster son, is spending Thanksgiving with me and Parker and Double Dees and the first family. We, Joey and I, are dealing with Aaron’s move together. There are some long days ahead. And my mess of a life seems a lost less important without Aaron by my side.
-from "Goodbye," by the Spice Girls
Aaron is gone.
This blog began as a chronicle of my life with three roommates: Aaron, a former youth minister cum financial advisor, Chris, an intern, four years my junior, and Joe, my former boyfriend.
Over the course of one year, a lot has transpired. Joe moved out after an argument over a cable bill (and a few other bills) in January. Chris moved back to Alabama after his internship ended and then moved back to Atlanta in August. And now, Aaron has moved back to Los Angeles.
Aaron has been like a brother to me. He is a Pisces and I am a Scorpio. I don’t think we could have had a better roommate relationship. Or at least this was true until Aaron met Kali. (For more on Aaron’s back story, check out the following blog dates: Sept. 4, April 25, and Dec. 29.)
When Aaron started dating Kali (she was such a slutty cat), our relationship went south.
After Aaron’s break-up with Kali, he quit his job and went to visit his mother in California. While there, he reconnected with his old friend, Phil Wilson and was offered a great job with the Black AIDS institute. Needless to say, he took the job, came back to Atlanta to get his stuff, and left for Los Angeles last night. I really hoped we would have more time to reconnect, but time, like so many things in my life, is not on my side.
I am sad. It hurts to lose another friend.
I always assumed Aaron would not only be in my life, but would be in my home. If I needed a new tire, I knew Aaron would take care of it for me. If I forgot to pay the gas bill, I knew Aaron would take care of it for me. If I forgot to assemble some gift bags for work, I knew Aaron would take care of it for me. Whatever my problem, my pain, or my issue, I knew Aaron would be there. But now, he is gone and I don’t really know how my life will be without him.
I have cried about this a lot and I am crying about this now.
Joey, Aaron’s foster son, is spending Thanksgiving with me and Parker and Double Dees and the first family. We, Joey and I, are dealing with Aaron’s move together. There are some long days ahead. And my mess of a life seems a lost less important without Aaron by my side.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
I'll shout it from the Smokey Mountain Tops... I'm in love with Parker!
My birthday party was a lot of fun. I hope my guests thought it was a classy event that added something to the social scene of the city I love so dearly. Had it not been for Cousin Thomas and Cousin Mallory, Aaron and Chris, and Parker, the party would not have happened.
As soon as the party ended, the whirlwind that is my life changed courses. For the past three years, I have worked as an organizer for an event called Fire in the Smokies (falltacular.com). The annual event was held this past weekend. Specifically, I was over ice-breakers and workshops.
Now that the event is over, I can honestly say that Fire in the Smokies was an amazing experience. If any reader went or heard about this event, please tell me what you thought.
Held in the smoky mountains of Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, the event afforded me an opportunity to reflect on m life. I came to realize that my life is good, but it is not great. I have a lot of work to do to make my life what I want it be. Finances, stability, and upward mobility are paramount concerns. My physical, mental, and spiritual well-being are also areas for improvement. While all of the aforementioned are topics for future blogs, I decided that I had a more immediate issue to address.
In the mountains, I realized that it was time to confront this situation in my life that is increasing in its gravity. I realized it was time to address where our relationship was headed.
Parker is not what I wanted in my life. I never imagined that I would start a relationship with someone eight years my junior.
But it has been eight months and I realize that my feelings for him have grown immensely. I’m in love and realizing this hurts.
The party was a turning point for me in how I felt for Parker. He introduced himself to numerous strangers as “Corey’s boyfriend” and I thought that was cute. After the party, he lay in my arms and told me he loved me and wanted to be with me. He opened this door to my heart and forced me to accept how I felt.
I took the time I needed in the mountains to reflect on my feelings and realized that if we were going to continue to be together, we needed to commit. Upon returning home, I asked him what he wanted to do about the relationship we have and he said he wanted to be with me and that he wanted to make this work.
I have a lot of apprehension about this and what it entails.
Day by day and step by step, if the lord is willing and the creek don’t rise, we, Parker and me, can make this work.
As soon as the party ended, the whirlwind that is my life changed courses. For the past three years, I have worked as an organizer for an event called Fire in the Smokies (falltacular.com). The annual event was held this past weekend. Specifically, I was over ice-breakers and workshops.
Now that the event is over, I can honestly say that Fire in the Smokies was an amazing experience. If any reader went or heard about this event, please tell me what you thought.
Held in the smoky mountains of Pigeon Forge, Tennessee, the event afforded me an opportunity to reflect on m life. I came to realize that my life is good, but it is not great. I have a lot of work to do to make my life what I want it be. Finances, stability, and upward mobility are paramount concerns. My physical, mental, and spiritual well-being are also areas for improvement. While all of the aforementioned are topics for future blogs, I decided that I had a more immediate issue to address.
In the mountains, I realized that it was time to confront this situation in my life that is increasing in its gravity. I realized it was time to address where our relationship was headed.
Parker is not what I wanted in my life. I never imagined that I would start a relationship with someone eight years my junior.
But it has been eight months and I realize that my feelings for him have grown immensely. I’m in love and realizing this hurts.
The party was a turning point for me in how I felt for Parker. He introduced himself to numerous strangers as “Corey’s boyfriend” and I thought that was cute. After the party, he lay in my arms and told me he loved me and wanted to be with me. He opened this door to my heart and forced me to accept how I felt.
I took the time I needed in the mountains to reflect on my feelings and realized that if we were going to continue to be together, we needed to commit. Upon returning home, I asked him what he wanted to do about the relationship we have and he said he wanted to be with me and that he wanted to make this work.
I have a lot of apprehension about this and what it entails.
Day by day and step by step, if the lord is willing and the creek don’t rise, we, Parker and me, can make this work.
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