| Stupid Summer |
[Jun. 29th, 2005|09:56 am] |
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When I was dying of homesickness this last semester, dreaming of coming home, this really wasn't what I was anticipating. What I mean is, I definitely did not expect to come home to a little sister who's acting like all aloof, one triplet who's all moody and weird, another who I think is possibly a total psycho, and a boyfriend who's working ALL THE TIME.
God, I'm so bored.
At least I have Pow. He can be my best friend now. I mean, it's either him or Nicky; who else would I choose? |
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[Mar. 14th, 2005|02:35 pm] |
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Keagan kissed me last night. Or I kissed him. I don't know what the hell happened.
My brain is telling me that this is great, that this can be the start of something new, that I can be good with Keagan.
But I just miss Logan. |
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| Lost! |
[Feb. 15th, 2005|02:33 pm] |
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| [ | music |
| | roommate snoring | ] |
At lunch yesterday, Keagan said, "Let's go to the Eiffel Tower."
"When?" I asked.
"After class."
"We won't have time before dinner."
"It's not that far! You can see it out the window."
"Far away out the window."
"Come on! Adventure! We'll use the Metro!"
"I don't - "
"Please? I was born in a cornfield, practically - I've never seen a subway."
He looked so pathetic. I caved. Only, as it turns out, having been on the NYC subway a few times, always with someone else, really didn't help me navigate the Metro too well, and at one point I think we were out wandering around by Rodin's garden, but other than that, we didn't know where we were. Eventually we said screw it and bought ice cream cones because I thought they would help us concentrate.
(I got vanilla, and it was like they poured pure vanilla extract on a pile of cream. It was really good.)
We did eventually get back to school, mostly by luck, but not until after dinner, which is past curfew. The principal put us on restriction for a week. Then we played Connect Four with our friend Gilly until we went to bed.
In bed, I realized that I hadn't thought about it being Valentine's Day throughout the whole afternoon and night, and I decided that Keagan is my best friend. |
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[Jan. 31st, 2005|07:32 pm] |
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There's another gay guy at my school. I know this because, at lunch, he walked up to the table I was sitting at and asked, "Are you gay?"
It took me off guard, so I couldn't answer for a minute. Also, I'd just taken a huge bite of peanut butter and jelly.
"Uh. Yeah," I finally answered, trying to keep quiet.
"Cool. Me too," he said, and he sat down to eat.
His name is Keagan, he's four and a half months younger than me, and he's from Arizona. I've never met anyone - at least as far as I know - who's gay before. Except for me. And Logan.
I am not looking for a new boyfriend.
He likes the same music as me. |
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[Jan. 24th, 2005|11:59 pm] |
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| |  depressed | ] |
I'm not happy I'm here. I'm always tired, the food portions are small, I've only really left the building to go to the restaurant I'll be interning at (which, I'll be honest, seems really awesome), there's no one I really know yet, other than my crappy roommate. I keep thinking that I miss my family and boyfriend, only my family is way over the ocean, with a huge time difference, and I don't even have a boyfriend anymore.
This was not what I was expecting |
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| Distraction |
[Dec. 22nd, 2004|12:48 am] |
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| |  drained | ] |
Packing away enough of your life to last you five whole months sucks. I need a break.
THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
1. Byron
2. CB
3. Adam and/or Jordan
THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
1. AnotherLordByron
2. bestofeight
3. wanderingfrogboy
THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. My natural culinary skills
2. My ability to listen
3. That I can spit a stream of water in a straight line
THREE THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
1. I let Adam and Jordan do the talking for me a lot
2. I take things too personally sometimes
3. I have secrets
THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:
1. English
2. Irish
3. Scottish
THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
1. Unthinking masses
2. Water too deep to see the bottom
3. Being alone
THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
1. A telephone
2. My family
3. Mrs. Dash
THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
1. Plaid pajama bottoms
2. A shirt
3. Boxers
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS/ARTISTS:
1. Linkin Park
2. Green Day
3. System of a Down
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT:
1. Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day
2. The Seven Deadly Sins - Flogging Molly
3. Slither - Velvet Revolver
THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS:
1. Living somewhere other than Stoneybrook
2. Real French cuisine
3. Something that I saw in a picture on the Internet, but that's private, and really between me and a certain someone else.
THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP (BESIDES LOVE):
1. Mutual comfort with each other
2. Spontanaity
3. Lots of oral sex Sensitivity to each other's feelings
TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE: In no particular order...
1. I still like peanut butter and pickle sandwiches
2. I would really rather sleep naked
3. I think Lindsay Lohan is totally hot
THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX (or same) THAT APPEAL TO YOU:
1. Chest
2. Eyes
3. Smile
THREE THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO:
1. Make sloppy joes
2. Do more than four pull-ups
3. Marry who I want in 49 states Get this stain out of my sweatshirt
THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
1. Cooking
2. Eating
3. Playing video games
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
1. Sleep
2. Not pack
3. Have some pizza
THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:
1. Chef
2. Mere cook
3. Carnie
THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
1. Paris (ha)
2. the Netherlands
3. Montreal
THREE KIDS' NAMES:
1. Adam
2. Byron
3. Jordan (oh wait, are these supposed to be my kids?)
THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
1. Open my own restaurant
2. Get married and have a family
3. Raise tropical fish for the collectors circuit, maybe
THREE PEOPLE WHO HAVE TO TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW OR DIE PAINFULLY:
1. Adam
2. Jordan
3. Logan |
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[Sep. 27th, 2004|09:19 pm] |
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| My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul |
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| byron_pike goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as Chef Boy-Ar-Dee. | | _charlottesweb_ gives you 7 green licorice-flavoured pieces of chewing gum. | | _kerries_ tricks you! You lose 2 pieces of candy! | | _vanessapike_ gives you 1 light blue tropical-flavoured jelly beans. | | adam_pike gives you 15 yellow vanilla-flavoured gummy worms. | | bsc_mallory gives you 2 pink spearmint-flavoured gummy worms. | | dawn_schafer gives you 10 teal spearmint-flavoured pieces of chewing gum. | | jeff_schafer gives you 17 dark green tropical-flavoured pieces of bubblegum. | | logan_ky tricks you! You get a toothbrush. | | maspier gives you 1 green strawberry-flavoured wafers. | | tiffany_k gives you 12 light orange raspberry-flavoured gumdrops. | | byron_pike ends up with 63 pieces of candy, and a toothbrush. | | Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern. |
My boyfriend tricked me! |
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[Sep. 27th, 2004|01:54 am] |
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| |  loved | ] |
Weekend with Logan - a full, unadultured success. I came home and explained to my parents how it was nice to spend time with my boyfriend, but how it was also a learning experience - how everyday college students live, what living on campus like, if I could see myself going to a big university like that, etc. I don't think they completely bought it.
But seriously - I don't really think it'd be possible for me to explain to them how I'm sore in all the right places, and how just getting to be near him and smell him (he has a smell - that aftershave he likes to wear) and hear him and just sort of bask in him is enough to send me into happy coniptions sometimes. I'm not sure they'd like hearing that.
Wish I was still there, actually. |
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[Sep. 18th, 2004|08:51 pm] |
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| | lonely | ] |
I miss him. God, I miss him. Just another week, and I'll be visiting him, at least. That's better than nothing.
I'm not going to mention the Paris thing while I'm there. I mean, I only just put in the application a while ago, and why bring up something like that when it's not for sure anyway? |
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[Aug. 28th, 2004|01:36 am] |
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| |  horny | ] |
Sea City was...well, it was Sea City. What else is there to say? Even with Jeff and Logan there (and Jessi and Ben, but then they weren't there for me so much as Mal), it was pretty much fun in the way it's fun every year, which is nice but not terribly exciting.
Well, there was one different kind of fun, at least, but a gentleman isn't supposed to tell. All I'll say is - thank you, Logan. Now for the lecherous laugh - heh heh heh.
Suddenly, I really kind of miss old Sea City. |
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[Jul. 26th, 2004|12:17 pm] |
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| | relieved | ] |
I finally got the guts to tell my parents about Logan. Why was it so hard? I mean, telling them just that I'm gay was a nightmare, and they were unbelievably cool about it. Why did I worry?
So I told them. After dinner (the kitchen really is comforting - Mr. Danver gives good advice), I just sat down with them (deja vu) and said, "Mom, Dad. I have a boyfriend. We've been seeing each other for a while now, but I didn't know how to tell you. It's Logan."
There was this silence for a few seconds, and I died about a thousand deaths.
Then they looked at each other, and finally Mom said, "Honey, we already knew."
What the hell?
Dad explained that my hanging out with one guy almost exclusively for months kind of clued them in, but they were glad I finally decided to tell them. And they were okay with it, obviously.
I felt like such an idiot, though a relieved idiot. I think Mom and Dad were trying not to laugh. But they did say I could invite Logan to come to Sea City with us, which I did, and he said yes. And lo, Byron was happy.
Now I just need to tell the sibs. And lo, Byron was nervous again. |
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[Jun. 21st, 2004|01:33 am] |
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| |  enthralled | ] |
So. I'm not a virgin anymore.
Part of me knows that it's this big, big deal, and that I'm probably too young, and that I could have waited. I mean, Logan and I haven't even said the L word to each other yet. I should have waited. Probably.
But most of me is just thinking, "WOW, when are we going to do that again?"
I have discovered that sex is good. |
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[May. 19th, 2004|10:14 pm] |
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| | aggravated | ] |
Okay, I'm sorry, but no, I don't like Tiffany. That's pretty clear now, I guess, but I just can't hold it in anymore. She's annoying, crude, and a whole bunch of other stuff that, if I type, will just make me madder and madder.
He's my brother. More importantly, he's my triplet. I know him better than anyone, except Adam, and think he can do better. Is that a bad thing? Is it really so bad to want the best for your siblings? I don't think so, and Tiffany's not even close to the best. And no, it's not that I'll hate all of their boyfriends and girlfriends. Take Ben, for example. He and Mal aren't exactly going out, but if they were, I'd be okay with it.
I hope they'd all be okay with Logan. But then again, he's not my boyfriend. Technically.
As much as I hate all this, I'm so weirdly happy that Adam and Jordan stuck up for me. It feels like we're The Triplets again. |
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| Three Months! |
[May. 14th, 2004|12:19 am] |
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| |  jubilant | ] |
As of today (tonight?) I've been dating a boy for three months! And not just any boy!
I'm dating the very best boy I know.
And there's no one I can really talk to about it, other than Mallory (and Margo). Something tells me Mal's heard enough about it though. Margo I don't trust with any excess information.
Hm.
I'm gonna go tell Pow the news! |
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| Today's Adventure |
[May. 3rd, 2004|03:55 pm] |
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| |  dorky | ] |
For a few weeks it's been in my head that I really wanted to buy a certain thing. I'm not sure why, since it's not like I'm going to use this particular item any time soon, but just really wanted to get it. So today I did.
Luckily, when I got there, the drug store was empty. Of customers, at least; there was that one fat pharmacist on duty. Sweating heavily, as usual, since his face was so shiny. I stayed as far away from him as possible and went straight to the necessary aisle.
There were a lot of interesting things in the aisle, but I had no time to browse. I grabbed the particular item in question and headed back towards the register.
I could smell Fat Pharmacist from a foot away. Stale sweat, gross. Looking at him, I questioned my sexuality for a few moments, and had to keep reminding myself, Yes, I am gay.
Silently, I set my item on the counter. He looked at it, then me, and raised an eyebrow.
"Who's this for?" he asked. Clearly, he'd eaten something oniony for lunch, or at least something very, very dead.
Your Mom, I didn't say.
"A friend?" I don't really know what I was implying by that, if anything.
Fat Pharmacist started ringing up my purchase, and had the guts (lots of them, it looked like from my side of the counter) to ask, "Which one are you?"
He meant which Pike am I. I realize now that I could've gone many places, where my parents don't shop, to buy this. I didn't even think about it at the time, and I knew suddenly that Mom and/or Dad were going to be hearing about this next time they were in. Luckily, I thought quickly.
"Me? I'm Nicky."
He mumbled something about kids these days, but bagged my item in thick brown paper. Once I paid, I was out of there so fast that I probably left my shadow behind.
So now I have condoms. They're rainbow-colored. This is interesting. |
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[Apr. 18th, 2004|01:10 am] |
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| | quixotic | ] |
I can't get over the fact that one of us isn't a virgin anymore. It's just...weird. How else can I put it? We've spent fifteen years without sex, and now suddenly one of us is having it? Huh? Did I get that memo?
On a related note, I had a dream about Logan last night. Let's just say that if it were a movie, I would be restricted by law from seeing it for a few more years. |
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[Mar. 19th, 2004|08:50 pm] |
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| |  lazy | ] |
I forgot to mention I didn't try out for the swimming team. I was going to. I even got so far as to put one foot into the pool room at school...and saw about a dozen guys in Speedos. I left pretty fast.
Now, don't get me wrong. Logan's my guy. Even if it's not official. I'm just not interested in anyone else. But I'm not made of stone.
Let's just say I don't think I can make it through swimming and keep it at that.
Oh, and now Margo's been acting weird around me too. God, can my brothers and sisters at least be consistent?! |
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[Feb. 14th, 2004|10:50 pm] |
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| | ecstatic | ] |
Dear St. Valentine,
I know I've said some harsh things about you in the past. You know, about having a lame holiday, that it's just an excuse to sell a lot of chocolate and have guys take their girlfriends out and spend money on them. Stuff you probably hear about all the time.
But let me tell you - if I were Catholic, I'd light a hundred candles to thank you for tonight.
Sincerely,
Byron Pike
P.S., Thanks especially for making Logan an incredible kisser. An unnecessary, but very much appreciated touch.
((OOC - Small explanation. I don't think there's any indication that the Pikes are Catholic, just the question from one of the Lowells in Keep Out, Claudia. However, if my fellow Pikes want them to be Catholic, I'll change this. Also, backdated, obviously.)) |
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[Feb. 12th, 2004|07:57 pm] |
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| | lonely | ] |
I don't know what I expected to happen when I told everyone, but I don't like the situation now. Mom and Dad are being all protective and weird, hovering and stuff, and I don't know if that's worse or my brothers and sisters just acting awkward around me.
Nicky thinks I'm the grossest thing ever, for example. I personally think his obsession with Britney Spears is a hell of a lot grosser than me thinking guys are hot, but I guess I'm the minority on that. Mallory's being almost too cool about it. Jordan is trying to act normal, but he's obviously completely out of it. Vanessa keeps trying to give me copies of gay love poems. Margo and Claire are just being kind of quiet.
And then there's Adam. I never would've thought I'd be called a "fricken' homo" for the first time by my own brother. Plus, he's not talking to me.
Pow's the only one acting normally. I gave him extra Snausages this morning for that exact reason.
And Logan. Logan is the nicest, coolest, hottest, most understanding guy in the whole universe. I'm so glad he's fine with this. With me. Enough that we're going to hang out again this Saturday!
Oh. That's Valentines Day, isn't it? Heh. Funny. |
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