<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 21 Sep 2024 19:25:53 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>ramblings</category><category>dive</category><category>lovestruck</category><category>rant?</category><category>brief</category><category>life</category><category>blow job</category><category>guy</category><category>gym</category><category>hard on</category><category>lookin good</category><category>pix</category><category>rest days</category><title>ho-mo-sex-u-al</title><description>i hope to meet more PLU&#39;s around the metro</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-7289940974401267594</guid><pubDate>Tue, 07 Apr 2009 21:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-07T22:14:49.455-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hard on</category><title>hard on</title><description>guys for men is now planet romeo. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;I&#39;m&lt;/span&gt; still adjusting to the new layout but i know given a few more weeks - i can hack this. anyways, i am logged in during the day and a few &#39;gays&#39; in my area would often leave messages of &#39;hi&#39; and &#39;hello&#39; and &#39;what have you&#39; messages just to attract your attention and your &#39;dick&#39; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;. one in particular is this guy - he sent me a link to check his pics in &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot;&gt;friendster&lt;/span&gt;. like hello?! damn these people...anyways as ever curious, i checked his site and my oh my...he is cute. he caught my attention when he left messages like &#39;anyone free? &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;I&#39;m&lt;/span&gt; alone in my place&#39; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_5&quot;&gt;kinda&lt;/span&gt; of a thing. &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_6&quot;&gt;jeez&lt;/span&gt; talk about raging hard on...&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_7&quot;&gt;heehaws&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying not to be choosy so i entertained his messages - but when he starts demanding that i go to his place brought me back in my senses. duh! i may not be a hunk or mr so-so (funny he was awarded mr name of his area) but no one can push me like that...as if his cock is made of gold and everyone is dying to get a hold of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long story cut short, i would delete all his arriving &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_8&quot;&gt;sms&lt;/span&gt; then until finally i received the latest one...saying, &#39;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_9&quot;&gt;don&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; text me, i am not interested&#39; &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_10&quot;&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt; i almost peed in my pants. dude get hold of yourself. it was me on the first place dont want you...learn to accept rejection &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_11&quot;&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;?</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2009/04/hard-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-2764024288182700978</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2009 10:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-02T03:10:34.746-07:00</atom:updated><title>absence</title><description>whoa i am checking my blog and sadly its been a year i have not posted anything. wel folks i am back so it will surely be interesting...hmm is that a D&amp;amp;G perfume i smell? oh yes i just remembered i just bought one. my guest probably used it. oh well till next time.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Z</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2009/04/whoa-i-am-checking-my-blog-and-sadly.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-5641692446332462752</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2009 09:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-02T02:59:39.389-07:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blow job</category><title>blow job</title><description>darn. i just committed another sin. sigh. i met a guy way back (probably i would say, last year?) anyways, he has a partner then and accidentally we met. he is a bottom and who am i to shoo him away?  moving chapters ahead...he drop by my new place today. initially just to say hi and hello but he asked for a blue film to watch. for me that&#39;s a cue. i kissed him and teased him. i asked him a question if i am no longer that attractive for i don&#39;t feel any hard on beneath his jeans. he said otherwise and showed me his hard dick. he remove his pants in one swift action..jocks and all. he has a nice bod now, not a twink but now with a few muscles here and there. too bad he is a bottom. anyways,  i don&#39;t need any instructions so i gave him a blow job.  a reall nice nice dick cleaning and hoover sucking blow job. i played all the man to man vids i watched while i am doing it. its nice to hear from your partner that you&#39;re doing it right. his moans and words of encouragement kept me going till he came inside my mouth. i dont swallow (im choosy) so i discreetly spit it out on a dirty shirt. i dont mind not being a receiver but he said he will pay back the favor next time. and mind you, he is really good in being a bottom.&lt;br /&gt;till next time-ranting for more..&lt;br /&gt;xoxo</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2009/04/blow-job.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-4636627178151362710</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Apr 2008 08:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-08T01:30:48.591-07:00</atom:updated><title>in love</title><description>sigh. i a falling in love with a colleague and i do not know to control it. you might say, go and pursue, but there&#39;s more to add. he (yes, same sex gender) has a partner of 5 years. and i don&#39;t want to have a new career as a home wrecker. why doe it has to happen to me of all people?</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-1219820935321376767</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2007 17:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-03-01T09:20:53.032-08:00</atom:updated><title>bubble butts</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmVX5LYEDG1S0lTutglKre1u9I3lIU62GPMYMOTi-54xqXIY-3V57f9Cix4yzQlbemCZJK1wqz9IzbOi8KtDD8vQWY7VHYLS4rJSAok6l5jjSkUEetR3DJII86jPn1rUxg6FtuBh0Etubp/s1600-h/845424254_363219.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmVX5LYEDG1S0lTutglKre1u9I3lIU62GPMYMOTi-54xqXIY-3V57f9Cix4yzQlbemCZJK1wqz9IzbOi8KtDD8vQWY7VHYLS4rJSAok6l5jjSkUEetR3DJII86jPn1rUxg6FtuBh0Etubp/s320/845424254_363219.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037006051220651170&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjItWD9seFPhU8ioexNXUNi2dJ9Zs2xcX8evze2yDFKA2TzcXpb9sRKEDPxzcGXU2S-X1PV6ZfEkNkSfVxC2RysHp4V9LVZwaJvcCX0E1C1ABoiSbZlJMKYpLRoKEAAO5Y62dPQ0HV456yn/s1600-h/245488239_995371.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 198px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjItWD9seFPhU8ioexNXUNi2dJ9Zs2xcX8evze2yDFKA2TzcXpb9sRKEDPxzcGXU2S-X1PV6ZfEkNkSfVxC2RysHp4V9LVZwaJvcCX0E1C1ABoiSbZlJMKYpLRoKEAAO5Y62dPQ0HV456yn/s320/245488239_995371.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037005814997449874&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw these pics from a website and I cant help to drool to see such nice butts. sights like these makes me weak, i want to kneel and lick. 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(just like Mr amateur hunk..but much better lol) his nose alone is a main course already, what more what he packed in between his legs. he arrived Thursday and stayed too much in the sun skin diving thus burning his back. and before i knew, the sun already settled behind the curvaceous mountain region. oh well at least i have Duncan, the surfer dude next to me. i almost blurted out loud &quot;can i take a pic of you in nude?&quot; good thing i can still control my mouth.</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/02/scuba_24.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihpXkIxMXXWti5RBBKZEV585hsN3CwOo4kIn2tXPK28zVapv9LaybW-tlARxLW2-o61el-9N4IwNOOWnvwAwAJarOH5Fbxy6XQKNO-XQwl4E8U2DmQ15bDTg6QoSfBocpN695BlnV9t8Xw/s72-c/IMG_0064.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-5802543175543004377</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Feb 2007 15:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-26T08:19:22.546-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dive</category><title>scuba</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEuK0diaOdC18rzmM1V-ai1p4nG9vKT4vtgzBxwHOSp0CLNDzU-uRCXU2SUjFn4NkWXBG8poH1QW3OEt_xhxGJGapF8tnD4avrDnIjhnO4yOrw1RyJLZW1XWZCDN9x65lFEEuwqNeTPTA3/s1600-h/IMG_0074.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEuK0diaOdC18rzmM1V-ai1p4nG9vKT4vtgzBxwHOSp0CLNDzU-uRCXU2SUjFn4NkWXBG8poH1QW3OEt_xhxGJGapF8tnD4avrDnIjhnO4yOrw1RyJLZW1XWZCDN9x65lFEEuwqNeTPTA3/s320/IMG_0074.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035871028803271714&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghq05nbRTlEzxCIc9Ej0AG5HtUkn-TG_B8IJvK_IbNce8JAxt4W-w8EEFV60pS5rQEjgwSk1W2IDj1dhW8Z2fcLbI_hALaBWLqRnXqfnoPBcEJe8pFquzpZJVqmt7ClfE8JzMwpukOnYuv/s1600-h/IMG_0055.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghq05nbRTlEzxCIc9Ej0AG5HtUkn-TG_B8IJvK_IbNce8JAxt4W-w8EEFV60pS5rQEjgwSk1W2IDj1dhW8Z2fcLbI_hALaBWLqRnXqfnoPBcEJe8pFquzpZJVqmt7ClfE8JzMwpukOnYuv/s320/IMG_0055.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035870783990135826&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;     i just graduated recently. yup that&#39;s right, graduated. finally now i am a certified diver. after all the pool sessions and hours of class lectures, we all head to anilao, batangas for our graduation dive.  it was an overnight trip but really a long drive to the site. me and my &#39;classmates&#39; left around 4am and rached the resort around 8am. day one, i had 2 dives - more like to practice the skills i acquired in the pool sessions. kinda weird to be in the water without a tiled floor, dept varying from 15ft to 45ft.&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time neutralizing so i have to abort. suckling in one area of the resort, i settled in taking pictures. not so sure if i have the artist in me during that time but a few of my friends says they are really nice.&lt;br /&gt;food was great! seafood is in abundance and i just love the prawns. yum yum yum forget the diet, promise once i get the chance to work out - i will  sweat out all these calories.</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/02/scuba_26.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEuK0diaOdC18rzmM1V-ai1p4nG9vKT4vtgzBxwHOSp0CLNDzU-uRCXU2SUjFn4NkWXBG8poH1QW3OEt_xhxGJGapF8tnD4avrDnIjhnO4yOrw1RyJLZW1XWZCDN9x65lFEEuwqNeTPTA3/s72-c/IMG_0074.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-1826435821915712306</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2007 05:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-21T18:03:16.583-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">guy</category><title>such a turn on</title><description>i am a regular follower of amateur hunk ever since i discovered his site. and to make sure i would remember i even included him in my favorites. he is the typical dude every gay guy would be dreaming to be with. smart, professional, well rounded and did i mentioned he has a body to die for? i am guilty and i confess - i am very much smitten. this hot dude blog is really H-O-T and honestly i always get a hard on when reading and looking at his pics. times like this, i wished i worked out diligently in the gym so i could ask this guy out.lol. anyways i would like to share his site so you would know how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;sigh if only i can lick his bod. he has this mysteriousness that one cannot comprehend. i spent countless of tissues rolls and lube and I&#39;m sure you&#39;ll do the same. lol&lt;br /&gt;i have his site name in my links. check out amateur hunk</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/02/such-turn-on.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-7509705510922479890</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2007 03:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-16T19:11:36.755-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">brief</category><title>undies..</title><description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000K6D3QW.01-A1D4ZH53N1A6UK.PT01._AA280_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000K6D3QW.01-A1D4ZH53N1A6UK.PT01._AA280_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/P/B000K6D3QW.01-A1D4ZH53N1A6UK.PT01._AA280_SCLZZZZZZZ_.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is something i love to see every waking hour. i just love guys with cuts. too bad you seldom err rarely see one now. sigh. hmm i can stare the whole day at this vision..i hope there&#39;s one out there willing to make me watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/02/undies_16.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-6368756119181089575</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 09:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-14T02:02:58.135-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lovestruck</category><title>heartburn</title><description>Happy Hearts Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imperfections are important..just as mistakes are.&lt;br /&gt;you only get to be good by learning from mistakes..&lt;br /&gt;..and you get to be real by being imperfect.</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/02/heartburn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-8003153061452928610</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 13:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-14T02:07:23.091-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ramblings</category><title>twisted</title><description>i love sleep .. it is the only time i float in nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;no sadness to consume me..&lt;br /&gt;no happiness to overwhelm me..&lt;br /&gt;no fears to overcome..&lt;br /&gt;no norms to conform to..&lt;br /&gt;a place where time is just waiting to happen..&lt;br /&gt;a place where time is nothing but a concept..&lt;br /&gt;reality is bent..&lt;br /&gt;and will is just waiting to happen..&lt;br /&gt;a place where everything is twisted..&lt;br /&gt;and i am okay with that.</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/02/twisted.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-5967560738700815105</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Feb 2007 08:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-14T01:58:12.797-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>life</title><description>what is the secret of success? - right decisions.&lt;br /&gt;how do you make right decisions? - experiences.&lt;br /&gt;how do you get experiences? - wrong decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how funny how life evolve around things. *sigh*</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/02/life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-9167701126438177928</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 01:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-08T01:45:58.045-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dive</category><title>fish</title><description>i enrolled myself in a diving class &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; promise &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; I can be a certified diver in 2 weeks. yesterday, it was day 3 and it is also my 1st pool session. How nice to be &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;under&lt;/span&gt; water..swimming and breathing. I feel like a fish &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-error&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_3&quot; onclick=&quot;BLOG_clickHandler(this)&quot;&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The wetsuit &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_4&quot;&gt;doesn&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; flatter much my shape, it showed all my flaws. Guess I really have to hit the gym soon. I hope anyone/ someone, force me to hit back the gym..any takers?</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/02/fish.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-7487741052138276041</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 00:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-05T17:00:17.089-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lovestruck</category><title>someone</title><description>Sometimes in life, you find a special friend; Someone who changes your life just by being part of it. Someone who makes you laugh until you can&#39;t stop; Someone who makes you believe that there really is good in the world. Someone who convinces you that there really is an unlocked door just waiting for you to open it.</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/02/someone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-3039079902101516333</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Feb 2007 05:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-02T14:45:09.563-08:00</atom:updated><title>skin deep</title><description>i pity the people who &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;don&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; appreciate the real beauty of aging. Its not the skin nor age, its not how young you look - its how you deal with the process of being mature and being beautiful in day to day. it is important to tell oneself, i am beautiful in my own way. beauty is not defined by the physical aspect but i may say, it is more of the the inner being and being you. that i think is the essense, meaning and substance of the word mature.</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/02/skin-deep.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-7821755651579741737</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Feb 2007 05:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-01T06:38:05.999-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ramblings</category><title>optimist</title><description>the sun warms your body, but the rain cleanses the spirit;&lt;br /&gt;the light shows you the way, but darkness shows you the stars;&lt;br /&gt;happiness enlarges your heart, yet sadness opens your soul;&lt;br /&gt;living a life all depends on the way you look at things.</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/01/optimist.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-2286569356042656242</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 05:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-28T23:45:16.240-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lovestruck</category><title>Vday?</title><description>Valentine’s Day is celebrated worldwide on 14th February. Valentine cards and Valentine gifts are an integral part of the Valentine celebrations. On this day people receive gifts from their loved one’s and give gifts to their loved one’s. Or just like in my case, I am announcing my baby that the gift will be late since it no longer available and needs to be ordered. So my option is just cuddle up in bed or couch, a bottle of wine, a warm blanket and watch a romantic movie at home. Valentine&#39;s Day is the perfect time to relax, refresh and romance. Here is a list of some of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;An Affair to Remember&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;An Officer and a Gentleman&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Beauty and the Beast&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Bull Durham&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Casablanca&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Dirty Dancing&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Doctor Zhivago&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;The English Patient&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Four Weddings and a Funeral&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Ghost&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Il Postino&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Like Water for Chocolate&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Love Story&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Moonstruck&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Mystic Pizza&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Notting Hill&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Out of Africa&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;The Piano&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Pretty Woman&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Prince of Tides &lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Return to Me&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Runaway Bride&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Same Time Next Year&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Shakespeare in Love&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Sleepless in Seattle&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Some Kind of Wonderful&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Titanic&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;The Way We Were&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;When Harry Met Sally&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;While You Were Sleeping&lt;/span&gt; . &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;Wuthering Heights&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style=&quot;color:#ffcc00;&quot;&gt;You&#39;ve Got Mail&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Care to share yours?</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/01/vday.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-5818298066687496439</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 05:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-28T21:59:52.319-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ramblings</category><title>life...</title><description>life is just like dancing -&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we lead, sometimes we follow;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_0&quot;&gt;don&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; worry about what we &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_1&quot;&gt;don&#39;t&lt;/span&gt; know&lt;br /&gt;what is important -&lt;br /&gt;we &lt;span class=&quot;blsp-spelling-corrected&quot; id=&quot;SPELLING_ERROR_2&quot;&gt;learn&lt;/span&gt; as we go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;embrace each day with open arms;&lt;br /&gt;savoring both victory and strife.&lt;br /&gt;for only then one can know&lt;br /&gt;the joy of life</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/01/life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-6028819121706958037</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jan 2007 01:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-02-01T06:40:24.527-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rant?</category><title>life is full of &quot;or&quot;</title><description>fall in love or fall in hate; get inspired or be depressed; ace a test or flunk a class; make babies or make art; speak the truth or lie and cheat; dance on a table or sit in a corner.&lt;br /&gt;life is divine chaos-embrace it, forgive yourself; breathe and just enjoy the ride.</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/01/life-is-full-of-or.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-7314052390154150084</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Jan 2007 19:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-28T21:07:39.433-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ramblings</category><title>snakes and ladders</title><description>just when you feel you have finally moved on from a relationship, especially a relationship that you&#39;ve always dreamed and hoped for... a simple thing, so sudden will turn back the time and the memories just flashes in front of you -reminding you of love, hate, arguments, sweet nostalgia and nightmares.  making you relive evry moment bringing you back from where you&#39;ve started.. it&#39;s like a game of snakes and ladders.&lt;br /&gt;the music you hear.&lt;br /&gt;the place you&#39;ve been.&lt;br /&gt;the food you eat.&lt;br /&gt;the bed you sleep.&lt;br /&gt;all the things you&#39;ve shared.&lt;br /&gt;would snatch you back from the place you always wanna be but you cant be anymore because the one you are sharing &quot;it&quot; with has left you from &#39;something&#39; else.&lt;br /&gt;love truly does hurt...</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/01/snakes-and-ladders.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-3901530032555628443</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jan 2007 05:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-28T21:26:41.641-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lookin good</category><title>phone gadgets</title><description>what is the best phone in the market? a lot would say different models and brands but i would say the best one will be the phone that&#39;s served its purpose-to call and be called. its been more than two years since i have been using my xda o2 mini and so far i am very much contented with it. i may have lost more than a dozen of styluses but what the heck, i just love this phone.&lt;br /&gt;don&#39;t you ever notice that in the event of asking phone numbers from that hunk guy you&#39;ve bumped into a coffee shop or that executive that you&#39;ve smiled at inside the sauna or even that server in your favorite restaurant - will more often stare at your gadget while dictating those precious digits. Ive heard of stories from my friends that they sometimes get shy asking for numbers because of the phone they are using. wtf?! dude, its not the phone that will give that person the unforgettable night experience but YOU.&lt;br /&gt;its hard to be gay in this metro. one needs to pamper and beautify oneself to be marketable, countless sit ups and weights lifting will serve as spotlights to those looking, work hard to bring home a decent pay to maintain that weekly (in my case, monthly) fashion allowance. maintenance to be seen on the right places and be seen with the right people.&lt;br /&gt;its a good thing i am with my friends who don&#39;t care what i am wearing or eating or how i look or where we meet up for convergence. which boils down back to my topic...as long as you have the right phone-true friends are just a sms or ring away.</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/01/phone-gadgets.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-1598437322319143099</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jan 2007 04:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-21T23:58:58.609-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rant?</category><title>all over again</title><description>In our gay world, we need to set a standard and this translates to getting to know what type of gay man you&#39;re dealing with before asking him out. Does your prospect&#39;s personality match up with yours? What kind of gay man are you? Or better yet, what kind of gay man do you want to be with? If you&#39;ve fallen head over heels for a guy you had a date with, met online or in any other situation, just be patient! Take your time getting to know him. Be sure not to panic if he doesn&#39;t call you on a daily basis or if you two aren&#39;t picking out china patterns after a week of romance. If you guys hit it off, chances are he&#39;s into you as much as you are into him, but any potential relationship will be much better off if you take it slow and get to know him. First impressions are great, but you can only get to know a person well after spending time with them. Who knows, he may turn out not to be the person you thought he was. On the other hand, he might just be the man of your dreams. Only time will tell. Patience is one of the hardest things to learn in life, especially while building relationships. It&#39;s known that gay relationships mature at an accelerated rate, often much faster than relationships between straight couples. Nonetheless, one thing heteros and homos have in common is the time it takes to find the right mate. Healing your heart impossible it may seem, To mend a broken heart... so many pieces to recover.. so many memories torn apart... I don’t know where to begin... or even how to describe... this feeling I have... that’s etched deep inside... there are so many things I want to give you ... so many things I want you to see... so many things I want you to feel, as I sit here patiently... patiently waiting ... for the right time to come... where your heart beats for me... and two hearts beat as one... so, with every flower I give you... and every letter I write... a new piece of your heart is unveiled... for me to hold tight... with every tear you shed... as I kiss them away... another distant memory... just faded away... as we hold hands together... and have those late night talks.. your heart will become one... and love’s journey, again, you shall walk.</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/01/all-over-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-4832740088059345659</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jan 2007 06:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-28T22:12:25.752-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><title>bless me</title><description>rain. friends. smiles. dreams. sunshine. wind. blueskies. tears. words. reasons. people. love. life. cats. dogs. nature. music. ice cream. coffee. jeans. shirts. big sale discounts. bonuses. girls who like girls. boys who like girls (and boys). religion. faith. cable. big screen tv. microwave. tranportation. mirrors. ice tea. mango shakes. asian food. caucasians. dimples. fragrances. YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this busy world of ours, its nice to stop and just count my blessings.</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/01/bless-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5707626807740048711.post-1482733069101177022</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jan 2007 23:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-01-28T17:50:52.739-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gym</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rest days</category><title>career</title><description>hohum! &lt;stretch&gt;just woke up and been thinking what needs to be done today. I having a hard time adjusting to this new schedule. I&#39;ve been a nocturnal person for several years then suddenly because of a lateral &quot;promotion&quot;, im back in a normal schedule.&lt;br /&gt;i promised myself to go back and work out in a regular basis. im buying myself new stuff to force me to keep my promise and sweat a little and maybe a lot. i hope this feb- something or someone can inspire me to make this a habit.</description><link>http://ho-mo-sex-u-al.blogspot.com/2007/01/career.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (hombre)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>