HeyDooder

GayDood
2003-02-20 17:28:11 (UTC)

About Austin...

Some time ago, I received a response to my journal, some of
the kindest and most light-hearted words ever typed through
a computer to me...
(I said 'some' since I don't want to discredit anyone else)

This was the message...

HI.
My name is austin. I live in chicago and i'm 18.
I am a huuuge fan of your diary I'm completely in love with
you (but not in any sick stalker kind of way, so there's no
need to be allarmed). I've been "practically peeing my
pants since you wrote your last entry. What happened???
well i just wanted to let you know that you're great, and
in the event that i had an ungodly amount of free time on
my hands, i would make a GayDood fanclub (but i work full
time, so don't hold your breath). I suppose that's all.

Write back if you get a chance.
-Austin

P.S. Marry Me

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Alright, Austin's a sweetie. I responded and suggested an
Autumn wedding, in some secluded grove beneath the trees
while their leaves change to hues of fiery reds and warm
oranges and yellows. Early Autumn, so it's just
comfortable and not too cold.
And Austin has written again...

Hi, this is Austin again.
Not that I don't completely believe the whole devine bitch-
slap theory, but perhaps you are being just a little hyper-
anylitical. I love you anyway.

P.S. your choices for the wedding location are Martha's
Vineyard or the Hamptons. I'm partial to the Hamptons,
because we can wear rediculously large-brimmed hats, but
not look rediculous.

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Okay, now the large hat-idea kinda scares me, but if we are
to do it we have to go ALL out, and make them ourselves
from papier mache, as well as paint them in festive Mardi-Gras colors
and patterns.

As for the locale...well, just take away my John Blair Card and call
me a hetero, but I've never been to Martha's Vineyard OR the Hamptons
and therefore cannot make a sound judgement.

The word 'love' is being thrown around a bit...not that I
mind of course...but just based on words and Austin has NO
idea what I even look like! This is very touching and only
very MILDLY disturbing. But like I've said before, I
detest being viewed as some piece of meat.
The upside is that even though my last of entries makes me
sound (at least to my own ears) that I should be committed
to an asylum or perhaps heavily drugged at the least, he
still professes his love...awe! Now THAT'S a guy who will
stand through the thick and thin!
Of course, the fact that he lives in Chicago puts a slight
damper on our relationship, but such strained difficulties
help even the most profound of loves overcome all odds!

*sunlight bursts through the clouds, trumpets blare, angels
soar forth over my head through the air, as I stand
victorious in my golden armor and sword held aloft!*

Alright, alright...back to earth. Thanks for the smiles
Austin. You're a definite sweetie, and any guy on those
Chicago streets who takes you for granted is an absolute
fool. You've got alot going on in that huge heart of
yours, so don't ever ever ever ever ever *breath* ever ever
ever get stuck up and snotty, and just stay as much of a
darling as you are.
And just keep writing me anytime and everytime you want. Your
messages are always a perk during each adventurous work-day.

I said I was coming back to earth somewhere back there,
didn't I?





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