People Like You
Mood: Exhausted
Dear Lord,
Thank you for blessing me with the most caring, loving, understanding, and selfless family: Timineri, Vining, Wilson, Vasquez and my lovely Sister. Thank you for all the friends that would take me days to list and name. It could've been luck, could've been me traveling at a slow speed, could've been the will of God that prevented a pile up on me, but what's keeping me alive is the reminder that I need to stay alive because of all these people. People like you that's reading this now. My life would be empty, meaningless, and insignificant without you all.
I did not have a near death experience. This is not going to alter the way I look at life, make me go to church, donate my life to charity or all those other righteous stuff. However, it does make me value what I have more. Which are my friends and family.
Romeo on 02.05.10 @ 11:59 PM PST
Survived An Accident
Mood: Pissed
Fuck! Shit! Damn! Mother fucking cunt guzzling donkey! Now that that's out of the way, let me start with how my day went. I started the day with having lunch with my new friend Diana. She's such a fun person. She's like a little sister to me. We went for sushi at Mizu in Natomas. It was absolutely delicious. Afterward I went around the little shopping center to pick up some v-neck shirts that were on sale.
After I was done with lunch with Diana, I headed to a place called Li's Alterations that I found on google. I drove all the way downtown and my Droid's GPS told me I have arrived. Apparently it's a person's house. I rang the doorbell and a kid pointed to the left telling to "ring the other doorbell." With clothes in my hands that needed to be altered, I rang the doorbell that was attached to the house garage. An old Chinese lady opened the little garage door. Inside was sewing machines and piles of clothes. She operated her business out of her home. She charged me only 50 bucks to hem 4 pants and take in the sides of two shirts.
Afterward I went home to relax a bit. My friend Bill called me to see a movie. He came into work from LA. I got stuck in traffic and we did not make it to the movie. I took a different route to get to his hotels at Hampton Inn. It was raining and pouring like cats and dogs. I was literally down the street driving on Howe and Marconni, I blinked my left turn signal to merge to the left lane, checked my blind spot, and as I merge at 20 mi and hour half way into the left lane, I got hit by a truck. I watched as my window exploded into my face. The old guy got out of his car and asked if I was ok. We then pulled into the taqueria and exchanged insurance information.
I kept my cool and I decided to pull around the corner to see Bill anyways. He was very sweet. He gave me lots of hugs and kisses. He helped me put a bag over the door so my seat wouldn't get wet. We came up to his hotel room, he helped me shake the shattered glass off my clothes, and then he held me as I called Progressive to file a claim. Oh! And fuck me! I didn't get car rental on my policy. Oh! And rape me senseless, turns out my policy is 1,000 deductible! When it rains it pours, right?! Oh well, it's just a door.
However, throughout all this experience, at the time of the accident, I sent out text messages as soon as I knew everything was ok enough to my loved ones: Timineri, Vining, Sister and Antonio. I sit here now in the living with Vining next to me and I realize that I could have died. Shows me to flirt with the temptation of suicide, right? This really makes me appreciate my loved ones more. You don't really know how much you take for granted until your life flashes before your eyes and shattered glass is flying across your face. The most important and closest people to me I could count on one hand. I still need to let Wilson and Vasquez know. I will call them now as a matter of fact to left them know how much I love them.
For now, good night until I have to deal with Progressive in the morning.
Romeo on 02.05.10 @ 01:04 AM PST
Possibly Tamed
Music: A Day Like Today - Keane
Mood: Content
Hey guys!
Oh my Buddha! I can't believe it'd been this long since I'd posted anything. I tend to pull the Superman act (sometimes way too much). However, it was much needed. All this time off has given me the chance to get my shit together. Let me first get the highly anticipated news answered and out of the way. Has the wild Romeo been tamed? Possibly! Chances are: most likely! I'd been dating this 200lbs muscle Latino, Antonio for a little over two weeks. The only person really made it that far since I'd been back to Sacramento was Dominguez. He's a 35 year old nurse for Kaiser Hospital. Antonio will also be the first guy I dated I am truly able to go to the gym with. Last night, we worked out so hard for nearly 3 hrs. After a great workout we headed home and made dinner together. After a healthy dinner, we showered together and cuddled in bed talking about whatever and everything that was in between until we fell asleep and woke up beside each other again the next day. Today we went to Hoa Viet for his favorite food: Vietnamese for lunch.
I also added new photo galleries and added videos to existing galleries. So I'm caught up on uploading all the galleries. I think the next update, I will add a quick link to my YouTube page at the top navigation bar. What you guys think?
I'm pretty excited for the end of the month. After I claim my tax return, I'd be in a position to move into my first ever own apartment. Romeo is all grown up. Living alone will take some getting used to, but I think I'll be ok. It's about time. I've been browsing around town for furniture, bedroom sets, dinning room sets, etc. I will keep everybody posted.
Earlier tonight, I went to see my dear friend Kevin Ichimura who I used to work with at Aloha Sushi. I haven't seen him in nearly four years. I miss the guy. He's not doing so well in this economy. I told him I'll keep my eyes and ears open for contracting jobs.
Other than that, there's not a whole lot that's been going on. I don't go out at all now, no more drinking and I barely have been hanging out with close friends. I'd been working a lot. Speaking of work, I better rush to bed. I plan to go into work super early since it's the beginning of the month. It's easier to meet my numbers early in the month, then slack off toward the end than to fighter to make my numbers last minute.
Romeo on 01.31.10 @ 11:23 PM PST
BRB
Music: Odio Por Amor - Juanes
Mood: Happy
Hey Modern fellers!
I'm so sorry I haven't been keeping up on my writing. Bad Romeo! However, standby for juicy updates, videos, photos and more!
Food for thought: After all this mad serial dating, could Romeo now be tamed? Stay tuned to find out!
Romeo on 01.26.10 @ 01:03 AM PST
Passion
Music: Umbrella - Mandy Moore
Mood: Exhausted
I do not smoke. "If I don't inhale then it doesn't count," I keep telling people (the rare times that I do). I'm sitting here in my bedroom, closing my eyes ever so often in the dark and I could hear the noise of drunken laughter in the hot twilight air of some summers ago. I opened my eyes and the noises faded back into this darkened reality: this laptop-lit room. I close my eyes again and I could hear Timineri yell, "Exorcism!" as my hips gyrate and body convulses to the music on the balcony of Badlands. I could taste the Tanqueray and tonic stained on my lips as I light up a cigarette for a brief break. I step away from my group of friends, just slightly, but leaning up against the railing and looking down on the summer crowd. I take a puff from my cigarette then flicked it. I watched as the subtle, but ever so constant breeze scatters the countless speckles of ashes away from the light of the bar. I opened my eyes and my thoughts dissipate into the darkness of this room like the memories of my cigarette's ash. I drank too much caffeine today and I must go urinate. Perhaps that'll help me gather my thoughts.
Where was I? Ah, yes. "Define passion..." I was once asked. As this year retires to it's own space, getting ready to file it away to it's earned spot in history and soon be celebrated for it's ending; I'm looking back on all this madness and chaos hoping to maybe find some part of me. It'd been a tragically rough year. I've exhausted talking about my traumatic failed partnership that also apparently has inevitably not only affected, but altered the alignment of everything that was right in my life. Going through the second surgery of my cancer all alone in New Mexico and driving myself back to a couch that I convinced myself was "home" just to get through to another day. In the midst of all that, I've lost seven loved ones to death of one way or another. I can't begin to even remember the many times I've moved within the past year. The days and details of events seem to just blur together. I'm not sure if it's the result of getting older or perhaps I'm trying to remember things that just shouldn't matter.
Lordy, throughout all this, I've gained another best friend: Vasquez. I really don't know if I would've survived New Mexico without Vasquez and having the comfort in knowing my support system is still where I have left it. Not knowing at the time, something about that sparked my primal instinct and passion to survive.
I talk a lot about the things that I don't do anymore. I don't dance like I used to. I don't do much volunteer work anymore. The last charity event I participated in was New Mexico Gay Pride. The last book I read was months ago. I don't work out as hard as I used to. I haven't had the will to socialize like I once did. It seems I've lost self identity. I need to snap out of this! Yes, I've had a series of unfortunate events, but all these passion that defined who I am was never given to me, therefore was not free for anyone to take away. All this was a while year of wasted energy. A whole year of anger. A whole year of resentment. A whole year of regrets. But now, a moment of self discovery.
It's time that I regain control of my life. It's time that I restore a form of self identity. It's time that I find passion in the things that I was once passionate about. This upcoming year, will be a better year.
Romeo on 12.29.09 @ 03:00 AM PST
Skiptastic
Music: Life For Rent - Dido
Mood: Exhausted
Ugh! Where to begin. On Saturday, I walked out to my driveway to go to work and found the window to my car smashed... yet again. This time, they didn't take anything because there was nothing in it. It costed me another hundred bucks to get it replaced. Daddy Mike wanted me to come up that night, but he wanted to me to meet him in the Castro to party, with my car broken into it was a buzz kill, so I decided not to come up that night.
Sunday morning I got up early, took a showered, shaved and naired my butt. I was sooooo excited to see Skip. Although, I did meet up with Shaun to have coffee and I gave him his Xmas present. I framed a photo of us from our first date dinner at Shogun in Santa Cruz. He gave me a cute homemade soap with a little blue plastic bear suspended inside for Xmas. After a very brief meeting, I went to meet up with Skip.
Skip and I went to Squat and Gobble for brunch. I met a couple of his friends from his Gay Men Chorus. I tried to pass for a guy that just got to the U.S. from China. I bowed to him and he bowed back. I then confessed that I'm from Sacramento. We all had a laugh. Skip and I laughed our way through brunch. The sun was shining for us as everybody smiled and silently giggled at us. After brunch we went to catch Avatar. It was 45 mins 'till our movie so Skip took me to the arcade. We played some random skiing game. I gotta say, after crashing into trees, slamming into the walls, slipping in the mud and not knowing where I'm going majority of the time, I really think I'm ready for Olympics. Is there skiing in the Olympics? *scratches head* Skip and I stood in line in front of a sign that said "Avatar 1:45pm". We bantered back and forth in line 'till time disappeared before our eyes. Skip then ran off and found out that we were supposed to sit 5 mins. before the movie started. We practically cuddled throughout Avatar and sneaked kisses throughout the movie. It was an amazing movie!
After the movie, we went back to his place and cuddled. Skip gives the greatest back rubs ever! We kissed. We tickled each other. Then we talked about so many things. Not just from the way that he kisses me, the way that he touch me, the way that we are intimate with each other, but the way that we talk to each other makes it feel like we've been partnered forever. He makes me feel so wanted. We then headed to a late dinner at a sushi restaurant not too far away. We totally pigged out! Skip and I came back to his place. He showed me a clip from his chorus performance. He's such a great a singer. After we enjoyed the video together, he walked me out to my car, only to find that my car wasn't there to be found. I immediately knew my car was towed. We called the tow place and they said it was going to be $400 to get the car back. Of course, I didn't have the funds, so Timineri paid for it over the phone at like midnight. Sweet Skip kept on trying to help me pay for it and I wouldn't let him. We bailed out the car out and I dropped him off before heading back to Sacramento. We made plans to see each other next Saturday night. Even with the car being towed, I got to say it was Skiptastic!
Today was the most horrible work day... EVER! It was long and ridiculous! The good part was I got to talk to Vasquez and help him change the number to his phone. We had a good conversation after I got off work and did a little catching up as I showed him how to transfer ringtones to his new phone I got him for Xmas. I got him the Hero. He totally loves it! Happy Vasquez? I mentioned your ass! LOL
I now am falling asleep so I'll do just that! Night! Night!
Romeo on 12.22.09 @ 12:52 AM PST
Hide Away
Music: There Yo Go - Pink
Mood: Hungry
I'm sitting at Butch 'N Nellie's coffee shop on a surprisingly bright day (given the temperature drop within the past few days in Sacramento). I have my earphone wired to my ear as Pandora shuffles from song to song, to the left of me a cute boy keeps on looking in my direction and whispers about me to his fag hag thinking that I can't see him in the corner of my eye or hear him. It'd been an interesting past couple of weeks. I'll continue to give you a breakdown of what's been going on.
I decided not to continue to see Shaun. It was a good shot, but there comes a time when you just have to trust in your instincts. He's a good person. He's an extraordinary person. I just don't think he'd be a good partner for me. The times that we spend together are great, but it always feels like there's a fundamental element that's missing to sustain a basic structure of a continuous relationship. I'm always left feeling like I'm on the back burner, a second choice, or something to resort to. I spoke at an open group discussion last week about: "fear" and how we tend to "hide away" because the more we are rejected, the more we give less of ourselves away. Put two people of those kinds together; sometimes you get tragedy, sometimes they better each other. Most times it goes nowhere fast. ...And as the words started pouring out of my mouth, I thought about Shaun and I. Maybe he need to find someone who's not so much like him. Who is not also so guarded. It was a good shot.
On December 11th, my car got broken into. I woke up and walked out the door to my driveway where my car was. The window of the driver side got completely smashed. My car keys, GPS and iPod got stolen. I just want my iPod back. That was given to me by Nick with Romeo engraved on the back. Since Nick and I don't talk anymore, there's not a whole lot I have left besides a photo and that iPod. The GPS could easily be replaced, the sentimental value of the iPod can't. People disappoint me.
Skip and I have been talking more and more. We decided to actually give it a shot (no, really this time). Unlike Shaun, Skip is extremely busy with work, Holiday performances with the Gay Men Chorus and is making the time and effort to see me as opposed to saying, "I can't make any commitments" off the bat. When people say they can't make any commitments, usually it's so they aren't held responsible or feel like they're not the bad guy. I'm finding out more and more everyday that Skip is such a sweet man. I'm heading up to San Francisco on Saturday night after work to see and spend the night with Daddy Mike. Then go on a date with Skip, starting with a morning brunch.
Today, Rasheada and her family came into town from LA to see me. I will be taking them out to Mizu for dinner. I haven't seen them since I passed through on my move back to CA from NM. I miss them so much, especially the kids. I can't wait to see how big my baby Teresa is. I'll be meeting up with them around 7PM tonight.
I just got a haircut. Of course, my stylist been Noel have been doing my hair for the past four years. Business is slow for him. He gave me a tantalizing head massage when he shampooed my hair. I was all like, "OMG! Marry me!" Apparently, he got a girlfriend now. "About God damn time!" I told him.
In the meantime, I'm pretty fuckin' starved. I would need to go get some lunch soon. Although, I also need to work on some Xmas presents today too. Ugh! Holidays are always so busy.
Romeo on 12.17.09 @ 01:51 PM PST
Celebrating 100th Photo Gallery
Music: My Life Would Suck Without You - Kelly Clarkson
Mood: Happy
Hey guys!
Super quick note! I just posted new photo galleries and just realized there's now 100 photo galleries! ModernRomeo.net is celebrating it's 100th posted photo galleries. It's like a party of one... with left over chinese food... in my bedroom.
It was fun while it lasted I suppose. Hehe!
Romeo on 11.30.09 @ 10:56 PM PST
Where We Left Off
Music: So Happy I Could Die - Lady GaGa
Mood: Sober
Hey folks!
I gotta keep myself in check! I'm starting to fall behind again on blogging! So yes, the last post was about Timineri. We talked about it and now I'm over it (like always). He actually said, "Sorry." Hemph! Strange isn't it?
Thanksgiving day, after the gym in the morning, I went to spend time with my family. We went to Hoppy Brewing Company for Thanksgiving dinner. It was the most uncomfortable day with them ever. Nobody talked to me besides Sister. After that nightmare was over, I rushed home to shower and I was off to San Francisco.
The freeway was pretty dead and I was flying at like 95 MPH. I made it to Scottie's place right on time. Scottie had lots of food. There was a huge turkey, glazed ham, stuffing, rolls, and mashed garlic potato. We all sat around with lots of laughs and my friends were trying to pawn me off to a guy named Skipp. Skipp was cute I suppose. Skipp and I made a story up about how we were partnered for four years and are in an open relationship. Everybody was raving about how we had chemistry. Looking back, I suppose there was a little chemistry there.
After a glorious dinner, I went to the Mission to spend time with Shaun. He was so hot in his short sleeve button up and tie as I was in my suit. When I walked in there was no time that we wasted. Our lips met and our pants were off. He remembered how I like suit play so we ended up leaving our dress shirt and ties on. He made me so relaxed how he rimmed me forever. It turns me on so much how he spits on my ass then continues to rim me again. After he relaxed me enough, he slowly enters my tight ass with his huge 8 inch thick cock. It hurts so good! He made me melt when he whispered, "Shhh... I got you..." He let me get used to his big dick, then he pounded away. I sat up as I straddled him. He said, "Reach over and feel it..." I reached around and cupped the base of his cock. I couldn't believe all of him was in me. He pounded away until I couldn't take it anymore. We then passionately kissed and jacked off until we shot our loads. He shot his hot load in my mouth. Then I popped a huge load on his cock and sucked it off. We cuddled and we fell asleep in each other's arms. I woke up early the next day to move my car and he threw a fit thinking I was leaving. Then we went to breakfast and I had gross chicken fried steak. I was running late to begin with and it probably wasn't a good idea to have breakfast. I raced all the way from San Francisco and headed straight into work. I didn't shower. I didn't brush my teeth. I was 15 mins. late. Thank Buddha I have a cool boss!
Today, I went and had mimosas with Hinchman and Wynn. It was the first time I met Wynn. After six, seven or eight glasses of mimosas I realized that it wasn't a good pairing with the vicodines I just took. I shrugged it off, drank more alcohol and played pool with Hinchman. The three of us then walked over to Paesano's and had lunch. Hinchman and I continued to drink wine. It was super delicious. I came home and I was trashed. I totally shouldn't have even driven. I was totally knocked out for a couple hours. I woke up, chatted with Vasquez for a long while. We were catching up and it made me cry. I miss the fucker! I'm hoping to fly him out here when I get a new place sometime in February.
Then I met up with Pacheco for sushi at Nashiki. It was so yummy. Pacheco and I talked about boys and everything in between. It feels like every time we hang out or see each other, it's like we always pick up where we left off. So from what I deducted from dinner with him, two things are for sure: 1) We're going to marry each other if we're single by the time we're 30 like Will & Grace (clearly, I'm Will and he's Grace). 2) This upcoming February, we're each other's Valentine. The first date we ever had and met was on Valentine's day when we were 19 years old. We went to see Meet The Fockers. I was his first boyfriend. Now, five years later, ironically we're each other's Valentine again. You know, they say that lightning don't strike the same place twice, but if it does? I think only time will tell. Even after five years, there's still chemistry between us.
When I came home, Vining, Josh and I sat around the fireplace and had hot chocolate with peppermint schnapps. Mmmm! We talked and laughed as we watched embarrasing videos of Vining being drunk. Then Josh and I talked about holistic healing and herbal stuff.
Alrighty kids, that's all for now. I was going to post more photos today, but you guys pay the price for me being drunk. I'll try to do it sometime this week. Night! Night!
Romeo on 11.30.09 @ 12:54 AM PST
