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Hey Jealousy

Hey Jealousy! Do you think it might be all right, if I could just crash here tonight? The green monster... Crack doesn't kill...gun's doesn't kill...bullets doesn't even kill...it's jealousy Jason Oh nuts

Jason Rimbaud

Jason Rimbaud

You Could or You Couldn't...Doesn't matter

Not to be out done by Camy and his forgotten hard-drive pieces that he selfishly dribbles out here and there as he "discovers them", I searched through my "hard-drive" and found a poem that "somehow" managed to evade getting posted. Not one of my better pieces, that's probably why I decided to bury it in the layers of shit that covers my computer. But seeing as I haven't posted a new poem in months... *shrugs* If you have a mind, check it out in the Poetry Forum, it's called Boy With Dancing

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Jason Rimbaud

Explantion (about time you might say)

If there's anything I hate today, I would have to say girls, text messaging, and close-minded bigots that hold on to the Bible like a drowning man holds on to a life preserver in a storm-swept ocean. How the fuck does that affect what happened between Mark and I last week, my reader might ask? It's good that you ask, because I'm about to explain it to you in my usual round-about meandering way. So last we peeked into my life, I was having trouble with a certain nerdy gay boy that wished to se

Jason Rimbaud

Jason Rimbaud

What If I Stumble...

Mark and I have reached the point in our relationship where the newness has finally faded and we've moved into the realm of comfortable bliss. Our days slip by with the quickness of one that is quickly approaching the end. Not to say that we aren't stupidly happy, nor do I mean that the sex has lost it's allure, because let's face the truth, we hump like mad men who have finally been released from prison...a all female prison. You could say that everything is perfect... Yet I can't help but

Jason Rimbaud

Jason Rimbaud

Weird Night

So it's been a weird week. And by weird...I mean down-right fucking insane with a dash of stupidity thrown in to complete the mix. So why was it so weird, down-right fucking insane with a dash of stupidity you ask? *waits for you to ask* All right, don't get pushy, I'll explain. First, with my new promotion at work... Wait, did I tell you I got promoted at work? Well, I did. Three weeks ago, I got promoted to Assistant Manager at my hip up-scale restaurant in Palo Alto, California. Befo

Jason Rimbaud

Jason Rimbaud

June or Something Like That

I've been thinking of deleting my Blog. I just don't feel like writing entries any more. It's like when you suddenly realize you don't need therapy anymore. It's just a waste of money and time if you continue seeing the therapist. Not that writing these little entries are therapeutic for anyone but myself, though I think I've kept a few of you entertained with my little stories, I think it might be time to retire. Much like my poetry, I'm just sick of always writing about myself. I want

Jason Rimbaud

Jason Rimbaud

My New Site

For any of those that are interested, my brand new site is up and running over at the Hub. It contains every piece of work that I've posted online. Designed by Rob Hawes, I couldn't be happier with the final outcome. So if you're interested, look over at the upper left hand corner of the screen and click on the link called, The Writings of Jason Rimbaud. Jason (proud poet)

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Jason Rimbaud

The Month of May

Wow, I can't believe how long it's been since I last posted an entry. Bad Jason. A few things have been happening lately. I got a job promotion. I'm now the Catering Manager as well as the Assistant Manager in my hip upscale restaurant. And since we made the list of the top one hundred restaurants in the Bay Area, the catering sales have doubled. But I love it, I'm rarely in the restaurant anymore and get to boss around everyone. How cool is that? I'm single again. Mark is back firmly i

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Jason Rimbaud

Belated Birthday Wishes

I saw a picture of Camy and his boyfriend, M today. Just want to say...wow...Camy is yummy for being such an old man. I can't believe his birthday was a few days ago and somehow I missed wishing him the best. So I'll do something out of character, I'll make this blog entry all about someone else today. Just to let him know we all are thinking about him...take a moment and send him another or for the first time, birthday wishes and to congrats him for turning the big 50 while managing to lo

Jason Rimbaud

Jason Rimbaud

A "want" Response

want...want...want...want...want...want... I just want Camy to be happy... I just want Camy to be satisfied... I just want Camy to know he is loved... I just want Camy to be joyful... Fuck it...I just want Camy! Jason *feeling quite giddy and happy this night/morning* (written in response to Camy's latest blog entry)

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Jason Rimbaud

To Be or Not to Be...Pissed

Yesterday, Mark and I met for coffee an hour before work. I guess he knew I was still pissed and in his usual stubborn refusal to ignore things like normal males, he confronted me. How is it that this little boy can have so much power over me? He's not that hot, more of a nerd really, just your average type "Joe". His haircut is nonexistent, I think his mother puts a bowl on his head and snips away. His taste in clothes is typical of every stoner in the world, jeans and t-shirts with skat

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Jason Rimbaud

I'm all out of flour and the Eggs have turned

I can't believe it's been so long since I last wrote something here.... But then I don't care...I've grown to hate the sound of my voice/words...whatever... I've got nothing to say/write at the moment.... Not to say that nothing interesting has happened to me lately...because let's face it...I attract drama like lightening to metal and Sunday night was pretty fucking huge...I mean here it is two days later...and I'm still at a loss of words. On top of that, it's around 9 am on Tuesday morni

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Jason Rimbaud

Camera Phones Suck

It's around two thirty in the morning, Tuesday morning, and I am at a loss of words. I was sleeping, all cozy wrapped up in my favorite comforter dreaming of blonde haired boys with dancing eyes, and right when it was getting to the good part, my phone woke me up. Or rather the noise my phone makes when I get a new text message. For a moment, I glance at the table next to the bed and debate whether or not to look at the phone or to try to fall back asleep so i could find out how that nice dre

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Jason Rimbaud

Sands of Iwo Jima

I'm sick, I think I'm dying. My head hurts and I've got this light-headed feeling. My nose is running, there is no way I can have so much snot inside my little head. I'm cold, for the first time in years I'm wearing lounge pants in bed, I have a sweatshirt and I'm wrapped up in a comforter. I'm watching the Sands of Iwo Jima starring John Wayne. God, why can't I just die. Jason R.

Jason Rimbaud

Jason Rimbaud

Stupid Jason, Doing Stupid Things

Stupid Jason, Doing Stupid Things I said I was never going to do this again. And after the last time, this is the last thing I wanted to happen, again. But I have to face the facts, it did happen. And now I can?t stop these thoughts, I can?t control these feelings, and I don?t know how I?ll look at myself in the morning. Or even if I?ll try. Stupid Jason, doing stupid things, again. And I don?t even know how it started. Wait, that?s a lie. I know how it started. I just don?t know how I

Jason Rimbaud

Jason Rimbaud

An Explanation to Appease Cole And Trab

Apparently Cole and Trab feel like I've failed to deliver a pay-off that has been hinted at concerning my interest/relationship with Mark, a straight co-worker, and the story behind my little trip to the hospital a few days ago where a cute nurse asked me to remove my shirt so he could take a peak at my insides. As I read that paragraph back, I wonder why they need a further explanation. It seems pretty straight forward to me. My co-worker is straight. So any interest I might have/had towa

Jason Rimbaud

Jason Rimbaud

happy new year my ass

aw man, hospitals suck. but the nurse who took my chest x=ray was cute. and when he told me to take off my shirt, it took a moment to realize that we weren't going to have sex. not that i could in my condition but my mind is still a pervert. Jason R.

Jason Rimbaud

Jason Rimbaud

Merry Christmas Everyone

A Christmas Song from Third Eye Blind I'm gonna stuff my present up your chimney And the melted snow will make it all wet Cuz it's gonna be one of those Christmas days We spend in bed I will be your little drummer boy I'll beat it til you feel no pain Cuz baby you're my Christmas joy When you're sucking on my candy cane It's gonna be one of those Christmas days We spend in bed Merry Christmas

Jason Rimbaud

Jason Rimbaud

A Unexpected Occurrence

I woke up this morning feeling uncharacteristically happy and it took me a few hours to pinpoint the reason for this exciting emotion. Then I realized that my nose no longer bleeds when I blow it first thing in the morning to clear the sleep away. It's been years since this happened. Maybe sobriety has it's up-sides after all. Jason R.

Jason Rimbaud

Jason Rimbaud

One Confused Gay Boy

One Confused Gay Boy I almost did something last Monday night that I swore I would never do again. And just to get it out of the way right now, because we all know how easily it is for me to get sidetracked writing these blog entries, it has nothing to do with Cocaine. Though if it did have something to do with Cocaine I wouldn?t be a confused gay boy and this blog entry would never have been written. So I?ll let you decide which problem is more relevant. I think for you to really get a gra

Jason Rimbaud

Jason Rimbaud

7 Things I Hate Today

7 Things I Hate Today! I know hate is a strong word and should never be used lightly. But if there is anything that would justify a universal feeling of hate, I think the following list will suffice. So without further digressions, rants, or any other silly hijacking comments, I give you the seven things I hate for today. Number 7: Every few days I receive an Email from ATT INTERNET service. They give me a list of reasons why I should switch my INTERNET service and they also offer discount

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Jason Rimbaud

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