I did try working on several viewing orders for my website but I was undermined at nearly every level by formatting issues. There’s a certain way that I like to work and it simply isn’t made easy by WordPress or the theme I went with, and it’s too late to turn back now. So that was unsatisfying. I ended up uploading a dozen LGBTQ+ movie reviews, which inspired me in passing to revisit Derek Jarman’s “Caravaggio”, which I was shocked to learn that I didn’t own. I quickly acquired a copy and re-watched it, enjoying my time with the movie.
I was very tired. All day I was tired and nearly slept. When it came time for bed I slept without taking any drugs, but I didn’t stay asleep. I had eaten a bit more than I should have yesterday and I had acid reflux, which thankfully doesn’t happen often. I’d had many vivid dreams in the few hours that I slept, involving theme parks and oral sex. Upon waking, I was reminded of my first visit to a theme park, Cedar Point in 1985 – and how my PTSD relationship to food first presented to the world as an eating disorder and how much this shamed me. I didn’t eat anything all day save a small box of Nerds – the cherry & orange variety that later went away for some reason. I later learned that I did not have an eating disorder, though I definitely suffered from disordered eating. I had to do an interview on the topic in 2013 to qualify for a surgical procedure. Finding anyplace that would do this interview was very difficult because they generally only saw women, but eventually a found a sympathetic center that made an exception for me. The interview was very thorough and very painful – which is a quote from Terry Hatcher from an interview with her on Inside The Actors Studio, which has always felt like an apt description of my experience and so I’ve used it every time I describe it – but this is the first I’ve ever explained the origin of my expression. She was talking about reporting sexual abuse, and essentially, this is what I was doing as well. In some ways it was liberating, but mostly, it was just horrible. The woman who interviewed me was sympathetic and supportive. I don’t know her name but I’ll always be grateful for her tact. She was amazing.
Trading pictures in text conversation on April 27, 2026.
I briefly traded texts with Michael Eisinger, who I hadn’t spoken to in a long while. He had gone for a long walk, more than 6 miles. It was 70 degrees out and he was loving the beautiful weather – I believe he lives in Maryland? Meanwhile, I was indoors all day. It wasn’t quite 70 degrees in New York.
We did not go to Aaron’s pool game. He had told me early in the day that he wasn’t going, which disappointed me, but by the time the gametime rolled around, I could barely keep my eyes open, and so I likely wouldn’t have gone anyways.
I have two Star Wars: Maul episodes to watch, but like last week, I don’t feel like it right now. I might save them for next week and just binge the last 4 episodes of the season, but I’m not married to that idea. If I feel like watching them at some point, I will. It’s that simple.
I tried working on my website a bit more yesterday but after the productive morning everything I tried just confirmed that I needed to take a break. I showered, shaved and dressed. I decided I wanted food and ordered online. I walked to the store and back. I tried one more time to get something done on here but again, I knew it was time to stop. I ate, put away the leftovers and played some Zelda. I also had a conversation with Mark Adams about his recent birthday, last week’s “Daredevil: Born Again” episode, which he thought was the best of the series to date, and our old adventures for Shawn Foreman and Sean Mobley (whom he had totally confused for one another) – and my now somewhat extensive experience with cruise lines.
I was growing tired and between 9 & 10 I started getting ready for bed and was asleep when Aaron got home. I woke as he was getting into bed and trying to get settled – he closed the door really loudly and kept moving constantly, so he kept waking me up. He also kissed me. Which now that I’m awake, I appreciate, but when I’m sleeping, and people try to be affectionate with me, my sleeping brain does not accept these things and I was mostly just annoyed that he’d woken me up again! lol I did get back to sleep though. I dreamed that I had cancer, or they believed I had cancer. I wasn’t sure I trusted my doctor and others who were there definitely thought it was a hoax. The treatment was going to be extracts from eggplants, liquified and blasted up my ass. I wonder what that could symbolize? lol I woke around 5am and was out of bed by 5:20. I had a smoothie and looked at the news.
I want to work on my viewing orders but I have yet to find a format that I really enjoy for my website, even if I’m excited about the things I want to convey. I’ll give it more thought. I also want to give some thought on what my next essay should entail. And I have so much more to upload here.
I wonder if we’re going to Aaron’s pool game tonight?
This Goo Goo Dolls song was featured in “Freddy’s Dead: The Final Nightmare” (1991), which I saw in theaters (in September), by myself, while my sister Janice and her fiancé saw a pre-video premiere re-release of “Dances with Wolves” (1990); their movie was significantly longer than mine so I had to wait in the car for a very long time! lol
During the Nightmare on Elm Street sequel, there is a statue which says “The Children Will Endure”, which stuck with me after the movie. I had long been having erotic dreams; homoerotic dreams, and I latched onto the “The Children Will Endure” and wrote a bunch of poems with “Children” in the title, most of them named after different songs, with the poems being disguised / coded retellings of my dreams which were sexy enough to feel like I accomplished something but were secretive enough to share without feeling like I’d actually outed myself. “The Children Chronicles”. Reading those things now, I’m mostly just happy that I don’t have to hide such things anymore, but a few of them do capture the imagery that in my dreams haunted me daily. I like to sleep. I like to dream. And some of these dreams are as treasured as my waking life.
“The Children Chronicles” ended, more or less, with poems written about friends I’d made while staying in Mercywood Hospital from March – April of 1992 after a non-existent “suicide attempt” (I had a scratch). Most of these friends have been lost by now, but I sill remember them fondly.
I should have gone to bed hours ago, but I needed a shower. And I do some of my best thinking in the shower. And I was thinking about all these interesting things and I thought I might like to write about them. So I did. And I put some artwork together and posted it here. And then I posted it on Facebook. And now I’m writing about doing those things, which is probably redundant.
Shawn Foreman sent me a friend request on Facebook. I didn’t approve it right away because I assumed it was a hack as we’ve been friends on Facebook for years, but when I looked, we were not friends anymore, so I’m assuming this is the real deal. We’ll see. I should let him know that Goth Boy is back.
I’m very tired and I don’t think I’ll need anything to sleep, but if I do, that’s fine. I did not go outside yesterday. I got ready. I shaved. But I didn’t need to go anywhere and my energy levels felt off, so I didn’t go out. The only reason that bothers me is that I’ve not been out since Monday and I don’t want to fall back into bad habits. I did however get a lot done on my website. And I also got to catch up with Aaron on the phone, which was nice.
I slept about 6 hours last night. I felt rested. When I got up I started working on a Marvel multiverse viewing order for my website but it’s slow going as I’m having to do the art and fill in information that I didn’t have before. I made a lot of progress though. But I’m struggling with something that has been bothering me for awhile, trying to figure out how to highlight essential elements vs. items included strictly for completionism. I’m also including (or want to include) supplemental materials for a more enriched experience, but I don’t know how to list those things in a cohesive manner. So, unlike other lists and entries I don’t have the pay off of publishing it because I’m not even close to being finished, so it’s just a saved draft for now.
And that sucked up hours of my day, which I hadn’t planned for. It seems beautiful out but I’m struggling with a migraine now, and the energy I had yesterday seems completely depleted. My own weaknesses are cropping up and I hate it. I’m not sure what’s going on with me today exactly, except that one of my new medications tends to stay in my system longer than I think it should. But it’s also helping me to not take Ambien every night and I only have 4 more doses so this problem will pass in time.
In the last 24 hours I’ve also tried to make notes about a possible third entry in my Sex Essays. I have tons of material to write about but I haven’t yet found a framework for the next entry; there’s no contextual outline or structure that might eventually entrap the next tale into a consistently harmonious telling. Once I find something, I’ll know, and it will likely flow relatively quickly. That’s how the first two entries worked, even if I did write them almost 10 years apart. I definitely want to get more written in the coming weeks and months.
Also, my conversations with Michael yesterday left me feeling a bit confused. There are elements of that relationship that have stayed with me ever since. Some of that is PTSD, which I have failed to conquer, although I have identified most of that and explained it to Aaron and my friends and family, so they can understand my reactions to things that seem like red flags, and they are, but they are warning signs for something that actually happened about 15 years ago, rather than anything that’s happening now. Part of me is stuck back there and despite my best efforts I just can’t free myself from that mess. The other part is a complicated sexual component that predates my 2 year relationship with Michael, but was greatly amplified by my experiences with him and then continued on long after we parted. It’s something that I’ve tried very hard to explore and understand, and sometimes I feel that I do. I feel like the work of understanding these things is important and that had I not tried I would have suffered more. I wish I had the foresight to have explored these elements of my personality years before, but I can only try my best. I will continue to explore this topic. Just talking about it here, it’s clear that there is much to write about, and perhaps that could help as well. I’m just not sure if I have any concrete conclusions to highlight in such a piece. But maybe that could be the whole point?
I miss Aaron. I’ve not had any meaningful conversations with him since Monday. I know that he’s very busy so I’m not too distressed about it, but when we spoke on the phone yesterday he seemed odd? I don’t know what that’s about and I’m not sure I will until we can talk about it a bit more.
Glenn sent me a message awhile ago. He said that he really likes Christian a lot, and that they had some fun conversations about me. But he didn’t explain. And I’m not sure what a conversation about me would entail. Glenn did say that my history would make a great play, and he also thought I should do standup, and I do genuinely love Christian, so I’m sure it was all innocent fun, but I’m left wondering what it all means.
I just watched Daredevil: Born Again S02E06 “Requiem”. SPOILERS
I wish I hadn’t known that Jessica would show up, or that she had a kid, because those would have been great surprises. In the comics, Jessica is married to Luke Cage, who is likely the father of her daughter – something else that was spoiled for me – and all of that by a friend who thought he would share something cool. I was not amused.
Having said all of that, the seeming reference to the events of “Thunderbolts*” places this episode after that film, and likely this whole season though it pains me to say it. There’s a slight time jump in the new episode (from Vanessa’s death to her funeral) so it could happen just before this episode but then explaining why none of these characters turned up in that movie becomes even more difficult to explain. So 2027 and beyond for the M.C.U. seems to go like this:
Daredevil: Born Again Season 1 (9 episodes) Captain America: Brave New World The Fantastic Four: First Steps Thunderbolts* Daredevil: Born Again Season 2 (8 episodes) Spider-Man: Brand New Day Avengers: Doomsday Avengers: Secret Wars
I look forward to seeing how “The Punisher: One Last Kill” and “VisionQuest” tie into these final stories. And possibly “Born Again: Season 3” which should arrive between “Doomsday” & “Secret Wars”.
Yesterday I had therapy. I also spoke to Michael, but not about his lies; not directly. I played some Zelda. I briefly spoke to Aaron. I might be running an errand for him tomorrow; I volunteered but I’m waiting to see what he says. Either way, the weather is supposed to improve tomorrow so I want to get outside after not being out since Monday night.
I should be asleep but this is another of my non-Ambien nights so it could take awhile. Still, I should try.
I slept more than 7 hours, which was wonderful. I dreamt about a home, where I’m from, secrets and hidden places on our property which don’t actually exist in reality, but which have some basis in fact and which are recurring elements in my dreams, which I cherish. I woke up around a quarter to 5. I had two missed calls, from Aaron & from Mark Adams. Both called shortly after I went to sleep. I suspect Aaron was just reaching out to let me know he’s okay and how his L.A. adventure is going while Mark was likely calling to talk about the new episode of Daredevil: Born Again, which probably ended around the time that he called – but I don’t know for sure, obviously.
When I got up to use the bathroom I saw that I had indeed caught the mouse in my traps. Often even finding a mouse in a trap I find it repulsive and it is a cause of some stress, but this time I felt a sense of victory. I swept the trapped mouse into the trash and I was done. I left the other traps just in case we have more than one pest, but I don’t think we do. I washed my hands, made a smoothie and decided I’d catch up on some of my TV shows.
Star Wars: Maul – Shadow Lord. Vader and The Eleventh Brother have yet to appear but promotional material suggests that they will, and Marrok was in episodes 5 & 6.
I got caught up on Star Wars: Maul – Shadow Lord, watching the last 2.5 episodes, which brings us to episode 6. I’ve had mixed reactions to this series. It’s up to snuff with other animated Star Wars stuff like Tales, The Clone Wars, The Bad Batch & Rebels, but this has been the least compelling to date, which sounds like I hate it, but I don’t. I think what drags it down is the structure. We’re getting 10 episodes in Season 1, 2 episodes a week, but the story feels like a single movie randomly chopped into 10 pieces, so the endings all feel forced and obnoxious IMO. Everytime I feel like I’m finally getting into the series, it ends. I’d just wait and binge it but I don’t want to get that far behind on anything if I can help it. I will say that episode 6 (S01E06 “Night of the Hunted”) felt like the best episode so far and has many things I enjoyed, which made the first 5 all feel like setup, which is fine, but I wish I’d enjoyed the setup a bit more. Perhaps I’ll grow to love the series once this season is finished? We’ll see. The season will be over in just 13 days. A second season has been ordered but it’s unclear when that will arrive or what the story might be. I kind of hope there is a time jump between seasons and that we get a different Maul story that builds on this one while forging another way forward in a different location with different characters, but I really have no idea how this season ends, how that will affect my opinion, or what they have planned going forward. There has been so much new content since I last watched the majority of The Clone Wars (all 3 seasons of Tales, 2 final seasons of The Clone Wars, The Bad Batch and now this + Forces of Destiny) that I would really love to do a re-watch of this entire era, but I’m watching so much right now and I’m behind on even more, so it just doesn’t seem likely. Hopefully someday.
I’ll try to get to the other shows later, but I felt like taking a break.
I ask those questions a lot lately. Mostly related to this place, but in other contexts as well. Sometimes I think have answers but other times I don’t know.
Some of the video games that I have enjoyed.
I like video games but it is difficult for me to find games that I love. I lucked out when during the pandemic, through a group plan on Nintendo Switch, I had free access to the then 3 year old game, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild. I had played a few Zelda games before, including the original, but the last one I’d played, Twilight Princess, had so frustrated me that I’d basically sworn them off. I didn’t think I’d play Breath of the Wild for long, but I’m still playing it 6 years later and I’ve played through the entire game 7 or 8 times. I love it. But hearing that I love this game, people ask me what else I like and there isn’t much. Aaron plays many, many video games and enjoys them all. I like Mario Kart, due in part to Aaron training me on some of the basics that I never would have picked up on my own. Also during the pandemic I played through Super Mario Odyssey, which I enjoyed at the time. I played the first 3 Spyro games. I beat the original Metroid game and the first sequel, which was released for Gameboy. I like Injustice 2. I love the old Playstation game The Unholy War. But in the last few years it has mostly been Breath of the Wild and it’s spin-offs.
The Legend of Zelda: Teras of the Kingdom. It’s a little embarrassing how many times I’ve played through this cycle of video games in the last 6 years.
The Legend of Zelda: Tears of the Kingdom will be three years old next month. I started what I think is my 4th playthrough of the game yesterday. So far I’m taking my time. The first 3 times I played I sped through the opening sky island until it was finished before taking a break, but not this time. I intend to take the game slowly and try to enjoy it over a longer span of time. And I want to try to play it in the story order that the game clearly wants you to go in. I don’t know if I’ll be successful. I always get distracted and want to do other things in these games, and in “Breath of the Wild” / “Tears of the Kingdom”, you can, which is probably why I love them so much.
Walking home from getting pizza. 04-20-26.
I got dressed yesterday evening and was thinking of going to Boxers, a gay sports bar in lower Manhattan, but I was also hungry and thought getting pizza and then staying in for the night to chill might be nice. But then I thought I might go get the pizza, take it home, maybe have a slice and then going to the bar, but walking to the restaurant made my decision a lot easier. For about a year, maybe a little longer, I sometimes get these horrible pains in my ankles when I walk. It isn’t all the time. But when it happens it is really difficult to keep going. I p[lan to discuss this with my doctor at my next appointment, which I believe is in June. I should have mentioned it before now, but I often have a hard time speaking coherently to doctors and need to take notes and things beforehand to remember what I need to say, and this is on the agenda. And on top of that, it was a lot chillier than I expected, even having looked at the weather and having worn a jacket. So once I was home I was in for the night, which is what led to me playing Zelda.
When I’m sitting in our office, I’m pretty quiet. I don’t usually have a lot of noise around me, and it is then, late at night when I can hear the mice. We’ve had mice in our apartment off and on over the years, but we haven’t had them since we had our apartment redone. This is likely due to many of the holes in the original floor, near the old heating registers being sealed and many of those pipes being removed. But I thought I heard one. I told myself I was probably just hearing the normal noises of a home. Later when getting ready for bed I thought I heard it again, but it stopped. I thought maybe I was hearing some residual noise from the downstairs neighbors. But while sitting on our bed, a mouse came under the bedroom door right below me and I screamed like a little bitch. I think I said “Get OUT!” The mouse stopped then scurried under the bed. I found the one trap I knew we had and set it out. I then ordered a box of 20 more. These traps are brutal but they seem to kill the rodents instantly. And then I sweep them up and throw them away. It’s kind of ironic that I’m only hearing this mouse after Aaron left for L.A. because Aaron is deathly afraid of rodents, which is problematic in NYC because rodents often run across the sidewalks or over the streets, or through the subways. They don’t bother me when I see them outside. Not even a little. But when they’re inside my house I am bothered. But if they are in the house, it is left up to me to deal with them because Aaron can’t. He doesn’t even like to hear that they are there and if I catch them or kill them or barely miss doing so, I can’t talk to him about it because he gets very upset. Hopefully I can get rid of this one before he comes home, partially so he doesn’t have to deal with it at all, but also because I just want it gone. I’m not sure what it is doing in here. Our apartment is very clean and is even more clean than usual as I tossed a lot of junk out recently so there are even more open surfaces with less hiding spots. Still, I think I’m going to clean the bedroom later.
Very tired this morning. Getting ready to take a shower before finally collapsing into bed. 04-21-26.
Due to the mouse, I ended up going to bed much later than I had planned, well into Tuesday’s morning hours. I didn’t sleep well. I also didn’t take my Ambien, because I’m trying to take it less often. Hopefully this means I’ll sleep better tonight. I’m falling behind on my TV shows. I haven’t watched LOTR: The Rings of Power in over a week. I’ve not watched more of Daredevil or Tales of the City. I never finished last week’s Maul episodes and 2 more came out yesterday, but the latter series might work better as a binge anyways. And I want to watch and review some queer films soon. I’ll try to catch up on that stuff soon. Possibly later today. There is a new Daredevil: Born Again episode tonight, which I will likely watch as soon as I can; sometimes that’s the night it airs and other times it is the day after. We’ll see. Maybe I’ll end up doing nothing.
Saying goodbye to Aaron outside our apartment building in Manhattan. 04-20-26.
I showered with Aaron and started working on different things while Aaron continued to get ready for his trip. He had a short meeting and then I helped him load up the car and brought stuff in for him as well. It sucks when he’s gone, but I’m also someone who doesn’t mind being on their own, so I’ll miss him but I’ll be okay, which is a pretty good balance I expect.
I did start dancing in the elevator. But not because I was happy he was gone. It’s just that when I’m on my own I can listen to my music, dance around the apartment, clean, without worrying that Aaron will be in a meeting and I wander onto his cam naked. lol It’s never happened but I worry about it all the time.
So Aaron is off on his L.A. adventure. My aide will be here at 2pm.
It was a little chilly out (I had nothing on under the hoodie and the breeze was cooler than I like) – but it was sunny and not too bad. It’s supposed to get really cloudy later though. We’ll see if I have any adventures outside.
Yesterday was lazy. Partially because I woke up with a migraine due to the weather. I briefly played Mario Galaxy with Aaron, but I spent most of the day working on my website. I still struggle to find the right things to make everything look the way that I want it, so I’m constantly experimenting and learning, which is a lot more exhausting than I had hoped. Also, I added a visitor counter the other day and it said I had 40 some visitors yesterday. I assumed this was just me doing edits and being counted multiple times but signing in to write this it said I’d had 16 visitors today, so maybe people actually are already coming here. That was fast. I assumed it would take much longer for people to find me. But I hope whoever they are that they’re enjoying this place. I used to get such interesting e-mails from people all over, but I haven’t included any contact information here and I’ve disabled posts. I had a placeholder post or two when I tried to do this a few years ago and the mountains of spam I got were out of control, so I’d rather have nothing than that shit.
I slept really well. I had good dreams which I only vaguely remember. Aaron is getting ready and getting packed. He’s leaving for Los Angeles today and won’t be back for nearly a week.
Aaron clearly wants us to see the rerelease of Avengers: Endgame in September, which will feature new footage tied into Avengers: Doomsday. I’m interested in going too, which surprises me. I’ve hated going to movie theaters ever since cell phones started popping up everywhere. I get distracted by the smallest things and miss huge chunks of the movies I’ve paid to see. We’ve had a few good experiences in the last few years, but none of them have been in Manhattan. Thankfully we have a car and live close to New Jersey.
I will likely work on getting some of my Marvel themed stuff online today. But honestly there are million more things to do. I still have at least 1,000 poems to upload, which will be even longer if I do artwork for all of them. We’ll see.
When I woke up in was in the high 30s, which is a bit chilly. It was 85 last week. It should be in the low 50s later. I’ll probably go get some food around that time. Until then I should have a smoothie.
I used to think it was quite sad that nobody ever really knows anyone else, but I think in the long run that it might actually be for the better. Time to move.
Oh! And I need to message my friend Nicole back! She texted me the other day and asked me some questions but I hate typing long messages on my phone. lol I’ll do that ASAP.
I had a dream last night that I was fucking Aaron, which, for the record, I have never done. He’s a top. I’m a bottom. That’s how it goes. But in the dream we both liked it.
What I’m currently watching.
Yesterday I started watching some stuff that I’ve wanted to see for a long time but haven’t gotten around to. “Daredevil” Season 3 has been on the backburner for 7.5 years, but with the new season of “Daredevil: Born Again” finally getting exceptionally good, and with plenty of ties to the old show, I’m finally ready to see it. I also started watching “Tales of the City”. I’ve seen the original miniseries once, but it’s been a long time, and I’ve never seen the 3 sequel seasons, but I have access to all of them now, so here we go. I’m also still watching a lot of other things like “The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power”, which I hopefully won’t quit again (as I have done twice in the past) because I really am enjoying it now, I just have a hard time staying focused on any one thing.
I’d write more but I should get to bed. Aaron actually told me earlier that he sleeps better when I’m in there with him, which he’s never told me before, so I didn’t know. I sometimes sleep better on my own, but when he’s away on trips and things, I do miss him more when he’s not in the bed and won’t be returning for days at a time.
I have “Mandolin Rain” stuck in my head. I’m not sure why. I don’t mind though, because I love that song. I used to have the album as a cassette tape.
