Back on Paradise Island
Gurls,
Recently I posted about the poor experiences of dating within the football league and how it lended to a not so hot experience this season. I think my fellow bloggers that this was only part of the issue. After some soul-searching and a little exercise in hard thinking about the past two years of my life (single years) I realized that it was more than the bad dating experiences with my league-mates, it was also the pace for which i was throwing myself back into the gay world.
So with my golden lasso tighlty around my petite waist, I will thrust by bosom forward into a state of honesty...
I am a gay man in my upper 30s who has spent more years single than in relationships and I feel like I am caught in a no-gayman's land when it comes to dating eligible men. When I go out, I see the young ones and I see the much older ones, but I dont see the age appropriate ones. Am I missing the hot spot for the thirtysomethings? I remember when it was so trendy to be a moody thirty-something...Remember Ken Olin? Hello???
So without really realizing it, my alter-ego, Diana was slipping into a state of depression and becoming an emotional mess. Luckily after a return to Paradise Island, I was quickly able to do a spin and change back into the wonder woman I am. For the past two weeks, I have managed to work out like I used to and get my super-hero body back into shape. Even my Donna Karan slim fitting suit fits me again! I also have not gone out but twice in two weeks proving the fact that I am so much more happy when not drinking in a bar getting trashed.
I still throw out the challenge of where to meet eligible professional gay men in their thirties, outside of 12 step programs to my fellow bloggers...
So lessons I learned for myself as 2005 came to a crashing end..
Try never fall for someone that plays on your team with you
Try never to date other teams to get over said person previously mentioned
Its not pretty to be in a bar all the time drinking when forty is right around the corner
and...its that much harder to lose 10 pounds in your thirties than it was in my twenties when my diet consisted of cigarettes and coffee.
I have to get back to work, I think someone is in need of a superhero...
bye for now
Diana Prince

1 Comments:
Sweet Princess Diana,
Take it from someone who's real age refuses to surface, we are the lucky recipients of an aging Baby Boomer generation who has the same concerns as we do. Advancements in dermabrasion and creams with line-reversing peptides (that Strivectin is a miracle drug!) will carry us far into the next decade without fear of being put out to pasture.
It's ironic that you are well into your new year's resolutions and lessons learned from the past year. I also am using January as my month of sobriety and body makeover. The results are just starting, but encouraging. I don't have a Donna Karan outfit. I'll have to stick with Agnes B. and Ben Sherman for now.
Keep on, keepin' on, you Amazonian wonder!
Shirlee
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