q u e e r l y * w r i t t e n

doing aboslutely nothing today but lying on the sofa watching tv. it’s about 95 degrees outside, but the air is cranked down to about 60 in here. the bf is at darcy and carl’s house riding his horse and the son is at work, so it’s peace and quiet for me!

One of the seminal figures of the 1960s British Invasion during his tenure with The Animals and in the Rock ‘n’ Roll Hall of Fame, legendary singer Eric Burdon gone from the driving force of the grittiest British Invasion band, to pioneering the San Francisco psychedelic rock scene, to fronting WAR — the biggest funk band of the 1970s — to forming new groups of “Animals” and releasing a series of new music. With 25 Top 40 hits including classics like “House of the Rising Sun,” “Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood,” and “We Gotta Get Out of This Place,” Burdon’s life has been a musical journey matched by few other performers in rock music history.

eric burdon and the animals played at the columbia theatre last night, and at the last minute, the son decided he was going to another concert with his friends, so the bf and i went. i wasn’t exactly sure what to expect, but was very pleasantly surprised. quite an entertaining set by mr. burdon. maybe the whole experience was helped by the large white russian daiquiri i had on the way to the show, but either way, i did have a good time.

after the show, we ate seafood and steaks at bradys. walked down to the crescent to say hello to jeanne, the bf’s boss. ended up at the cate street pub with emily and brian listening to chris gray. had a few smirnoff ice and a few tequila rose shots, so i slept like a baby last night.

going back to the sofa now for a short snooze before i have to pick the son up from work…

am i the only one who thinks isaiah washington needs to just grow up, accept that he was punished for doing a bad thing, get on with his life and shut the fuck up!

oh, and why is he playing the race card? i get so damned tired of that shit! if t.r. knight would have called isaiah a “nigger”, he would have been trashed and probably fired the same day. why did he, as a black man who knows how words can be derogatory and hateful, use the word faggot directed at a gay man?

you wanna call your situation racism?! i beg to differ with you and all those who think like you… it’s reverse racism because you think you deserve preferential treatment because you are black. why be black or white, just be a decent human and treat others the way you want to be treated?!

it makes my blood boil! you certainly didn’t have a problem when don imus was fired for calling someone a “nappy-headed ho”… oh, but wait, that was an injustice against your people. well, t.r. knight is my people and i was happy as hell to hear that you had to pay for what you did.

Now i wish you’d just shut the fuck up or go away!! we’re tired of your tirades!

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getting back to what used to be. he’s out with his friends at the stampede, a country-western bar, and i’m sitting home alone. lately, truth be told, even when he’s here, i’m still alone, so i guess tonight is no different. he asked if i wanted to go, knowing i didn’t, and he certainly didn’t try to convince me to go and we both know he has more fun when i’m not around anyways. all we ever do is what he wants to do. guess this sounds like a pity-party, but it’s really not that. i’ve accepted that we now lead two separate lives, and we are a couple in name only.

incredibly, fucking sad.

at least for me it is. i think he’s content with things just the way they are.

You used to talk to me like
I was the only one around.
You used to lean on me like
The only other choice was falling down.
You used to walk with me like
We had nowhere we needed to go,
Nice and slow, to no place in particular.

We used to have this figured out;
We used to breathe without a doubt.
When nights were clear, you were the first star that I’d see.
We used to have this under control.
We never thought.
We used to know.
At least there’s you, and at least there’s me.
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back to how it used to be?

I used to reach for you when
I got lost along the way.
I used to listen.
You always had just the right thing to say.
I used to follow you.
Never really cared where we would go,
Fast or slow, to anywhere at all.

We used to have this figured out;
We used to breathe without a doubt.
When nights were clear, you were the first star that I’d see.
We used to have this under control.
We never thought.
We used to know.
At least there’s you, and at least there’s me.
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back to how it used to be?

I look around me,
And I want you to be there
‘Cause I miss the things that we shared.
Look around you.
It’s empty, and you’re sad
‘Cause you miss the love that we had.

You used to talk to me like
I was the only one around,
The only one around.

We used to have this figured out;
We used to breathe without a doubt.
When nights were clear, you were the first star that I’d see.
We used to have this under control.
We never thought.
We used to know.
At least there’s you, and at least there’s me.
Can we get this back?
Can we get this back to how it used to be? .

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I don’t wanna’ spend my life jaded
Waiting
to wake up one day and find
That I’ve let all these years go by
Wasted

Oh I don’t wanna’ keep on wishing, missing
But still every morning’ the color of the night
I ain’t spending no more time
Wasted