Henry_Henry2012

I watched him him in a small role of the film, Blade, released in 1998. He had curly hair and I don't know, it felt for me like he was gay even then. For me he had that gay look. And don't pander me on the non-existence of this, because right after my hunches were curtailed by the lack of data, I googled and voila! - a research study came up true about my hunches. http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=something-queer-about-that-face Maybe I'm right or not. But I'd still tap him without a modest request. Men like him need not be asked for such rituals. He needs only a wink at my enviable eye to let my hunger games rupture through that succulent tuchus.

I've always thought that affleck can't act shit even if his life depended on it. He may have won an oscar for directing but for acting. . . that is still debatable my friend.

I think this is in reference to kids who doesn't know the word 'propriety' in a sense of personal ownership. Ever heard the term 'online bullying' wherein one would post incriminating photos of him/herself online and then would be considered a target for bullies through online sharing of the said photo. The thing is, people share photos nowadays and gladly post information about themselves, and I think this generation in particular has a lesser idea - unless they become a target of choice - of the importance of sharing things online. In a social media generation where this gen was born unto, they're more excited about posting a photo and getting likes than the essence of having a memory caught through a film negative. It's more like, "I caught the moment, I'ma post this beeyotch on the net cause I'm hot!" sort of mentality.

I shower twice a day or sometimes thrice a day in summertime: as soon as I wake up, and as soon as I get home. For me it's basic hygiene. And I prefer if the water is freezing cold in the morning. I noticed that it gives my skin a radiant glow and pumps up my blood for the day - keeps me perky. I like to smell good. It's common courtesy for those who can smell me. And I don't mean that you'll smell bad if you only have a shower once a day. I'm only referring to my over-compulsive tendencies to smell appropriately because my olfactory glands is very sensitive and my nose gets irritated if it happens to catch a whiff of someone's bad body odour.

I think the whole multiple character-driven, plot-based narrative, would work on a third person point of view. But I'm befuddled with the mechanics, really. If it's a game, then what aspect of a game would it represent? If it's supposed to be a game suited for GA authors, then what are we supposed to contribute as authors? Can someone give me the drop-down of how everything is going to work out. Haha.

This doll needs a cigarette to complete the look. And I assure you, your kids will never smoke a day in their future lives ever again. Buy now and you get 10% discount on our BABY MaMa Limited Barbie Edition. A surefire way to have your offspring procreating when they're at the ripe age of 40. (As shown below).

Be a thoughtful gifter. Notice the girl likes something. One time she'll say, 'Oh, I love this bracelet. Oh, this blouse is so pretty. Oh, this is such a cute little pot for my house.' Just remember one of those times. File it away. Go buy that thing. Wait three months. Give it to her. She will be yours forever." This is bull. My uncle gave me a pair of socks at christmas once, which was given to him as a present 3 minutes earlier. That man had no shame in regifting gifts. And for this part: She will be yours forever. Really? This is crap I gave an ex girlfriend my body, my virginity, a gift that mattered to women and the minute I told her I was gay, she broke up with me. I mean, I don't get it. You give them a home, you bring them food, you provide shelter, you give them your body and soul, and look what happens. They still want you to be straight. Women . . . They're so difficult, complicated beasts. And that's why I'm gay. I'm kidding. I'm not a sexist chuvanous pig by the way. Just an insensitive prick to some.

Apparently, vanilla total war is becoming my obsession right now. I love playing the swedes.

Mass Effect theme? Do we really want to go there? I mean, I'm not against it it's just that it brings so much memories of how it ended monumentally horrendous. I don't want this story to be jinxed with a shitty ending. I remember playing this RPG game on the PSP called Star Ocean - First Departure. It's was one of those RPG games that I couldn't put down because the plot was so cool and interesting. The plot of the game was basically this: > An advanced Interplanetary Space Alliance comprised of advanced civilisations from various galaxies, which includes Earth, assigns two agents to visit and investigate a lesser civilization located in some galaxy due to some disturbance in the present, , as they travel back in time to discover the root cause. > The alliance takes care of lesser civs and maintains the balance and order. > The lesser civ in trouble is located in a near galaxy that relies on a different magnetic field, which enables its people to use magic in their daily lives. > So you have advanced earth people from the future who uses plasma guns and characters from the lesser civ who uses elemental magic. > Everything equates to FUN in an RPG standpoint. > The final battle scene was epic. The characters from the lesser civ, together with the advanced earth humans who worked for the alliance, battled in another planet nearby. It was very Star Wars meets Harry Potter-esque kind of theme, mixed with a Mass Effect i'll-save-our-planet-no-matter-what-it-takes sort of character agenda. I don't know, I just like those interesting plot-lines to begin with; probably to break-off from the old ball and chain of common RPG story tropes.

I'm also addicted to their songs and currently starting to get addicted to this band called Bastille. My taste in music is slowly shifting to alternative rock or alternative music these days. It must be something in my diet. Haha.

Happy Birthday Cia. I'm sorry for giving you a headache with my questions. Haha. Have a good one.

Bot flies are much disgusting, trust me.

Enough said. I wonder if they sell a floor rug with Prince Harry's face on it. It would be a lovely morning to start my day to look at his face as I crap at the loo and he's under my feet . . . telling me that "You can do it! Push! Push!" with that cheeky little smile of his.

I agree with this though, Inside jokes. This has gotta be the worst in a story. It's like J.K. Rowling suddenly writing Engarde Leviosa without putting any description in her narrative as to what the hell it means. Is it a new brand of homogenised cheese that Harry can use for spellcrafting? Is it a wand that specialises in giving your enemies dysentery?

The mirror thing is a bit reflective on reality though. Your brain processes a dozen of information just by glancing yourself in the mirror. That is why most of us have the ability to notice unusual things happening on our faces, such as: a zit, a pimple, a new scar, a freckle, a flat mole, oily skin, irritated eyes, and the likes. By having a glimpse at your face - even for a mere second - provides you a cognitive framework of your facial structure and any changes that may have happened when you last had a look at your facial image. Most of us would have a second look as we see a reflection of our faces in a public restroom, and return to investigate if we notice something different, like having puffy eyes or even a small growing zit on your temple. That's why you see so many writers doing this is because this is the nearest to reality, as we do it in our daily lives, by having a check of ourselves in the mirror to have our mental images of ourselves updated. However, it would be safe to say that indeed, most people wouldn't describe themselves or speak to their consciousness while in front of the mirror for more than 2 minutes at least. I think the cliche comes in when the realistic notion of 'having a glance at yourself in front of a mirror' becomes unrealistic, is when the writer expounds the thoughts of the character or the narrative to more than what most of us would require. Too much description becomes a self-absorbed character. Lack of description makes your character catatonic or stoic. Unless of course that's how one intends it. Haha.

Really, so all people from kentucky are like that? I need to have a friend from Kentucky to make me smile all day. Haha. Well, I do hope the industry doesn't smooth her out in her coming years. She needs to be this quirky and funny gal. No to these plastic fantastic girls who are so rigid and stern in their interviews and probably in real life.

I'm more excited at seeing Jennifer Lawrence on-screen again. I just love her to bits. She's like the crazy sister I never had. I love her interviews; it's like she's on happy pills.

My opinions never changed about any sport being an integral community irregardless of gender. I've played rugby in college, and I have some team mates who knew my sexuality. If we're all naked in the shower, I just tell them those who know: 'Your dick doesn't define my homosexuality. I'm gay, cause I like men; not what's in between your legs. And I wasn't born to make you gay. What kind of stupid God or creator would make a gender that eliminates the propagation of the species. You should be thanking us that we lessen the pool of competition. Cause if I'm straight, I'd have your girlfriend right now. Yeah, I'm not a stereotype and you're a dick.' That pretty much shuts them up. Acceptance can only come in the mindset of the willing. Or else, we'd be shoving the idea of pro-gay football or gay rugby on the minds of homophobic rednecks and bogans everywhere, and instilling the notion to their narrow-minded bigoted skulls of a so called propaganda that never exists (only their wet-dreamed nightmares). We still have to give them some breathing space and the benefit of the doubt before the whole acceptance thing of gay players arrives. But it's coming . . . Soon, I hope.

Dom and his stories were the one that brought to GA. Although I was a lurker at that time, I did love his stories. Yeah. I was mostly a lurker up until last year. I'm one of those creepy blokes you randomly likes your story, hiding in the shadow of a laptop. I wish Dom Luka would return. :-(

I made this recipe when I was too lazy to bake my friend a real chocolate cake. I was tempted to bake him those pillsbury ready made cake, but I know he'll just kill me for being lazy. So I got a bit creative and made a simple cake from my fridge. The name of the cake is a bit dodgy, since I just coined my friend who tasted it and he said, 'What the F$%k! It's a black forest fruity cake!' OH MY F! Black Forest Fruity Cake Ingredients: 1 Whole Seedless Water Melon 8 pcs. Large Strawberries 1/2 dozen of Fresh Blueberries 1/2 dozen Fresh Raspberries 2 pcs. of Kiwi Fruit 1 Bottle/Pack of Seeded or Unseeded Cherries 1/4 cup Freshly Squeezed Orange 1 pack Pistachios 1 pack of Almonds 1 pack of Nuts 2 packs of Cream Cheese 1 pack of Whipped Cream 8 tbsp. of Cocoa Powder 1 tbsp. of Salt 1/2 cup of sugar 1 pack of Chocolate Shavings 1/2 Baking Rum Icing: 1.) Combine the 2 packs of cream cheese, 1 pack of whipped cream, the 5 tbsp. of cocoa powder and the 1/2 of cup of sugar in a large round bowl. 2.) Use a mixer to get an even consistency, or use a spatula in a clockwise direction. Toppings: 1.) Diagonally cut the strawberries and kiwi fruit. 2.) I will just be writing something to fill up the step number two, so it would look like a list of some sort. Base Cake: 1.) Cut your watermelon into the shape of a cake or use a bread cutter to perfect the round angles. 2.) Evenly mark a cross shaped line on top of your watermelon cake base, which acts as your gridline in putting in the fruits toppings. 3.) Sprinkle the rum all over the watermelon cake base. It will soak up the alcohol and make your friends tipsy, faster than Charlie Sheen on an 8 am binge. 4.) Spread the salt all over your watermelon cake base, because the salt will enhance the sweetness of the fruit. 5.) Layer your pseudo-chocolate icing cake on top and around your watermelon base cake. 6.) Lay your strawberries, raspberries, blueberries, and kiwi, on top your cake and place some of the berries on the side. 7.) Beautifully sprinkle the pistachios, almonds and nuts all over the cake. Don't be a maniac by throwing everything in. It's not vomit. 8.) Dab 4 round slabs of the icing on the edge of the cross gridline. 9.) Put on the cherries on top of the dabbed icing. 4 cherries each corner. It makes it look pretty and somewhat edible. 10.) Add a dash of the cocoa powder on top, and artistically layer your chocolate shavings all around your cake like Picasso. 11.) Put in the freezer, store while cold. 12.) And if your friends complain that it's not a cake. 13.) Tell them that you don't have the time to: temper a chocolate, perfectly layer a cake in a span of 3 hours, and that they be grateful it's not hospital jello. 14.) Expect them to be drunk thanks to the rum in the watermelon. If you didn't prepare anything, like any food at all. It's best to serve this first, and call it a night once they're falling on their chairs. ENJOY AND SERVE!!!

OMG! I loved the first season of Glee. I can't believe he's dead. Frigging young as well.

Does a grievance letter count?

Thanks. Well this whole short story is my interpretation of the stereotypes with gay relationships. The dog part, for me, is like the dog = companionship. And for me, the zombie = people who go for quick relationships. That's why you read the part that there's a gay zombie dating site. And the whole analogy there, it's like people who go for quick relationships (which most stereotype of gay people are) eats up the whole companionship thing in the relationship. It's like, zombie eats dogs for appetizers. The story's supposed to be funny, but I just like the part that I get to put some insights there. I mean most stories are I guess. Again, thanks for reading.

Look at me, I joined last year september. I thought I'd never come back and yet here I am. This is the closest I get to a gay community, a sophisticated one for sure. I may come in and out of the G.A.'s pages but I sure will try to return. And the fact that I write so slow, also hampens me from my writing. I do wish that my mind could record the things I think, or the stories I could write to make it easy, but life doesn't happen that way. Nor is the effort one puts in writing a good story. \

Thanks Trebs. Posted my story reply on the thread.