Distracted

I haven't blogged in about a week. I feel like since being happier and on track with my life, my writing hasn't been as passionate or insightful. This blog has become a collection of fun things that I'm doing rather than an aggregation of rants and emotions, but what's going on in my mind?

Interesting enough, my blog is an honest reflection of my mind: I am distracted. My thoughts are simpler and I am so busy with doing random things that the only thing I am capable of analyzing are very surface level.

It makes sense- once you're older you merely don't have time to think about these things and tweeting is sufficient. But I'd like to remind you, remind myself, that I am still here.

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It's been 8 months. Has LA changed me? I think so. I am more guarded, I've mellowed out, I'm more aware of judgments of others as I make them myself. I am engulfed in LA fashion which is - no fashion, just OWN it. Own your suspenders, own your over priced sunglasses, own your slim fit jeans. Look ridiculous, just OWN it while you jugde others for not being as cool as you.

I am involved in LA food... waiting in ridiculous lines, paying ridiculous prices, searching for the next new thing and proud when I find it before anyone else.

I am a part of LA's backwards car culture- paying for valet, always carrying cash and complaining at the same time- understanding that, that's just how it works. I am pretty LA.

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Boys.
Ern and Wirfs are confused at my taste in boys and my flavor of the week crushes. I am interested in boys, then quickly disinterested. Become best friends with them, flirt and forget that I even liked them to begin with...

I... feel emotionless.

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Extrovert
I collect friends. I do it well. I will never live alone. I keep meeting new people. I keep reconnecting with old people. I depend on photos/facebook to keep tabs. I welcome you into my home.

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Activities
I keep doing random shit. I was on a ski trip with coworkers, drunk the whole time... took a shot of Jack for breakfast, stayed sober, went snowmobiling (it felt like Mario Kart- and like Mario Kart I was bad at taking corners)

I saw Sam Sparrow in concert and danced with him when he jumped off stage. Went to the club in "Nerd Chic." Met Ongina from RuPaul's Drag race. I went to the park with Alysia and played with a Foxtail. Watched Where the Wild things are and fell asleep in her lap.

Next week I'm going to Mastro's, an expensive steak place. The week after, horse back riding by the Hollywood sign.

It doesn't stop. I am distracted.

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I missed a week of blogging, but all I missed on is uploading pictures and telling stories. Thanks for listening to my stories. I'll probably upload a shit load tonight.

Chuckle

I'm so lucky to work with people my age. While maintaining professional when it counts, we also have fun in the office.

My supervisor sent out a request to my coworker and my coworker responded with the pictures above.

You could hear a stagger of laughter as folks opened the email at different times.

Love.

Happy Birthday Mom

Via Text Message

Letopho: I called you twice last night. No pick up. :[
Mom: Sorry, I was busy. Call me tonight.
Letopho: Going snowboarding. Have a great birthday.
Mom: Thanks, love you.

Gosh, the best way to reach mom to wish her a happy birthday is by text message.

Fill my Life with Color

How about we dress up and skate around in circles?
I invited EVERYONE I knew in LA. I sent personal wall messages and out reached to a shit load of people to come out and have a good time on a random Wednesday. I encouraged everyone to bring their A-list posse, including my coworkers.

I was excited to learn that 30 out of 200 invitees replied yes, but saddened that things came up. At the same time there were folks from Northridge, West side and the OC that made the trek in search of something different to do! We added to the color of the roller rink at Glendale. Good wholesome fun... lots of legs, not enough booty.






God these booty shorts were so comfortable. You can see my panty line.

I met some cool folks and told them to come to our 321 parties. I had a rush of happiest rush through my body. This is what I enjoy doing- being surrounded by people who are willing to have fun.. pushing aside self consciousness, shyness, hesitation.

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Afterward we were in search of a bar that would let us in. Only The Roost would accept our athletic wear. We spent the rest of the night throwing popcorn at each other and being Creepsters.




I love it. At the end of the night I asked everyone if they had a good time and they all responded with an enthusiastic yes. I think that planning something that makes people feel unsatisfied, discontent or miserable is one of my worst fears.

And it helps when everyone is into it, excited and willing... best feeling in the world.

I'll buy you more pizza, plan more events, serve more Jello shots if you leave your petty worries at home and put on those booty shorts that I like.

Photos courtesy of Jimmy.

how old were you when you came out of the closet?

I came out to my high school friends one week after my best friend came out.

I stole his thunder... or rainbow as you will.

My parents found out when I was 12 when they found a collection of naked man pictures on my computer. They concluded it was a "phase" and because these naked men were guys who I admired (not sexually, but generally). They were kidding themselves.

My mom checks in sometimes about safe sex (her main concern) and my dad just doesn't talk about it.

Eventually, I will confirm everything, but I just don't feel the need to make it official. Can't they just infer with the boys that I bring home?

I guess, it's better to just say it.

Everyone in my office knows im gay. I get boy advice from my coworkers and they're really awesome about it... plus everyone in the industry is gay anyway.

Ask me anything

Flirt Fail

So I'm trying to flirt on AIM with this boy I recently met at one of the parties-

Letopho: what are other deal breakers?
Boy: social ignorance
Boy: lack of hygiene
Boy: gluttony
Letopho: shit
Letopho: you just listed my 3 top hobbies

I think I'm approaching this all wrong.

Pirates and Snow

Crazy Hook

Check it out. A Pirate themed Soju bar!! Every table gets their own tap of beer. 4000ccs please. I felt I was at a Western themed bar in Seoul. So this is how Koreans view Westerners.

Lots of eye candy. Argggg

FUcking ShIEt.. Noo one listens to me when I yell, "FUNNY PICTURE!!"




Mountain High
Letopho: Hello
Alysia: Wanna go Skiing tomorrow?
Letopho: Umm... okAY!

Well strap on planks of wood to my feet and call my sparky.

So apparently there's a ski resort 1.5 hours away from Alysia's house. It just rained and so the powder was fresh. This was my third time skiing and I felt like a pro. Sorry kids, snowboarding ain't for me. Alysia did some jumps while I carved the mountain avoiding them.

My best run was done in thick fog. Not being able to see people-obstacles made me a more confident skier. "Lean forward, lean forward!" I usually have to psyche myself up.







It's funny that I had to go to So Cal to play in the snow... 6.5 hours of skiing baby and I got home by 6PM. Let's do it again.

I'm glad I got to go because I missed Super Snow Bunnies this year. :[