Sunday Morning Shouldn't Be For Over-thinking Things!

It's 10:05 A.M. Sunday morning. I finally got into bed at almost 2:00 A.M. this morning, but not before setting my alarm clock to wake me up at 9:00 A.M. Although I had no where special to go that early, I just didn't want to waste a beautiful autumn morning asleep in bed with the shades drawn. So, I slept okay; I didn't really wake up often as I usually do, but I could tell, I was dreaming a lot. It actually keep my brain thinking way too much so not sure if I got a restful nights sleep. I awoke at 8:45 A.M. and stayed in bed till the alarm went off; that last 15 minutes seemed like forever!

Right now I'm sitting here at my computer with TV Land re-runs of the Andy Griffith Show playing in the background. I'm downing my third cup of coffee as I watch people I've never met who I pretend to be friends with pop on-and-off my Skype screen. Yes, I sometimes open Skype for the fun of it or for how do they say... shits and giggles? I'm invisible on there now so the calls are not coming in. You know the calls; the ones that start off with "hi stud" or "C2C" or "what's up sexy". Instead I am staring at my Facebook page for no particular reason - kind of daydreaming. So I thought it was a good time to write what I'm thinking instead of keeping it stored up in my brain.
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I Can't Compete With Cam4

Holy crap!! I haven't written a blog entry since a week ago Monday. I know that it's been quite a while, because so many times I keep telling myself to sit down at the computer and write - and each time I keep avoiding it. Well, now I need to do this. Today was a big day for me. I've been having pretty bad stomach, intestinal, blah-blah etc. issues. My doctor said I needed to have both an endoscopy (down my mouth into my stomach and beyond) and a colonoscopy (up my arse into my stomach and beyond). Nice huh? So after 36 hours of laxative hell and fasting, I had the double whammy done today. Glad it's over with. I was put to sleep by an anesthesiologist who used Propofol, the same drug that Michael Jackson used that apparently killed him. It worked pretty damn good for me. I'll have results in a week but I'm sure I'll be fine. This way I can still continue with all sorts of other fun things my doctor can do to poke and prod my butt. I just realized... how appropriate are the words "holy crap" that I started today's post with??

Moving along... what the hell is all the fuss with Cam4? Okay so I have also gone there and checked it out. Sure it's hot. Sure we all like seeing regular but hot guys (and girls) doing things to themselves on camera that we other non theatrical mortals do to ourselves behind locked doors with the shades drawn tight. But I have three friends right now; okay they are all virtual friends who I speak with on Skype and on the phone but nonetheless, they are all friends that I have not yet met. One I really like, another I really liked and the third, I really haven't spoken to more than once. Will I ever meet any of them? Well, the one guy I'm really getting attached to is the guy that I have written about who is married with kids and lives in Upstate New York. His name is Jake...remember? Another is a guy who I met from Cam4 who I talked with regularly on the phone, multiple times a day, for over a month until it all went kablooey! I really liked him and he only lived about an hour south of me. He and I got really close or as close as two guys can on the phone. Although he is gay (and boy is he ever gay; you outta see him in action on Cam4) he is closeted and lives a "Jersey Shore, Guido kinda life. He lives with his brother and no one, according to him, knows a thing about him. So he and I got really close but damn Cam4 got in the way. We haven't spoken in a week. Okay, so that's the second guy. The third and last guy is a kid who I really don't know. I think he's in his early 20's and we've only had one conversation on Skype. So I really don't know him and couldn't care less if he cams 24/7 on Cam4!! But, and I say this with a lot of emphasis, but, my married friend, Jake, well he is wearing me out. He is the guy who I like (as a friend) and he is the guy who wants to come out to his wife. Well, he finally told his wife and she laughed. But he says she laughed only because that's her way of dealing with the grief and the loss of a husband. But here is my problem. What the fuck is everyone's problem that causes them to love the attention on Cam4 and put on shows and have strange guys tell them how hot they are and exchange Skype contact names and all that and I can't even get my Jake friend to give me 3 minutes to say hello on the phone. He did initiate a friend request on my Face Book page (yes we are Face Book friends) and he did initiate Word Scrabble on my iPhone, and he does text me to see how I am but the dude is always telling me how busy he is and that he and I will talk soon on the phone. Fine, but how then can he justify getting on Cam4 and wanking off with 100 or 200 strange guys for an hour and not have time for a friend, a virtual friend.  Yikes, am I sounding needy? Am I being fucking ridiculous? Fuck, am I craving attention and affection again. Am I starting to really like this guy? Well, if you all have a clear head and can figure this out then here goes; Yes, yes, yes, yes and yes. I am seeing a pattern in me. Do I like those who like me but who give me a hard time? Do I like those who aren't so available to me? Do I like those are aren't as interested in me as I am in them? Do I like those who play hard to get? Am I fucked up? Here I go again, follow this, it's easy: yes, yes, yes and yes!

I'll write more tomorrow. My brain is fried and so is my body. It was a tough day but I'm glad it's over with. Good night everyone!

Jake Gyllenhaal And Some Thoughts On My New Friend Jake

What a rainy Friday it was today! It was humid, dreary, rainy and pretty all around depressing out there. But the sky will clear and the sun will eventually come out, so I won't let this awful day get me down for too long; there are more important things to worry about.

So, I saw a movie last night that a friend recommended that I watch. It was Love & Other Drugs. The movie is a 2010 romantic comedy film co-written and directed by Edward Zwick and based on the non-fiction book Hard Sell: The Evolution of a Viagra Salesman by Jamie Reidy. The movie stars hunky Jake Gyllenhaal and pretty but sometimes toothy, Anne Hathaway. This was their second film together following Brokeback Mountain in 2005.

The plot is about a woman suffering from Parkinson's (Hathaway) befriends a drug rep (Gyllenhaal) working for Pfizer against 1990s Pittsburgh backdrop. Incidentally, my friend, who actually is a married father of two (how weird is it that his name is also Jake? Especially since I am writing here about Jake Gyllenhaal! I've blogged about my friend Jake in my last few posts) who is struggling with his marriage and his strong inner yearning to be the gay man that he is and has been for most of his life. Wow, the story about my new friend Jake and his sorted life is most definitely much more interesting then this movie. But, the point of my blog tonight was to discuss this dumb-ass movie... so I forge on. Jake (my friend) told me that I had to rent this movie because Gyllenhaal is fucking drop-dead gorgeous. As far as I'm concerned he is a real good-looking guy but he isn't on the top of my list of drop-dead gorgeous celebs. By the way, the movie was so dull that during it, I actually took the time to Google Gyllenhaal and did you know that he is only 30 years old?  Shit! Seems like he has been around forever since he got fucked by Heath Ledger in Brokeback Mountain or was it the other way around. Well, who cares -- I continue.

The movie started out as really boring and so damn hectic! What I mean is that the two stars were all over the place with hyper conversations, hyper sex, hyper this, hyper that, hyper acting, hyper everything. It was driving me fucking insane! I had to actually turn the movie off and walk away from it two times. But I always came back and turned it on again; I guess I had to see Gyllenhaal's "amazing ass," (according to my friend) which he told me would be shown a bunch of times. So I sat through it. Finally his ass!!! Well, his ass was nice but I think I'm jaded because I've seen some really crazy hot ass's. The end of the movie actually got a bit better and it actually had something to say -- a point to make. It was touching, sad, even downright depressing. Here is what a review I read on Google (yes, I Google alot) said about the movie. Amazing how it was right-on with what I thought about it. Kirk Honeycutt of The Hollywood Reporter gave the film a negative review. He stated, "The energy is far too great -- manic even -- at the beginning but calms down for a while to focus on the highly competitive but not always ethical arena of drug sales, then gets distracted by unusually bold sex scenes for a studio picture only to wander off into the cultural phenomenon of Viagra before the movie decides it's a romance after all and so concludes in a highly conventional final embrace." Another reviewer found the film to be a "run-of-the-mill Hollywood love story."

That being said, what the fuck -- rent it and let me know how you like it. Tonight's blog contains a few pictures of Gyllenhaal's body (couldn't really find any ass shots) to help you decide whether to see the movie or not. Ha-ha, funny how my movie review revolves around Gyllenhaal, his body and more specifically, his ass. Oh Hathaway has a damn fine, sexy body as well. Okay, enough said... enjoy!

Hey! By the way; I see that My Big Itch (that's my blog in case you forgot) gets plenty of hits on a daily basis. Okay, so I'm not Perez Hilton, but still I get sometimes 200 to 300, or even more hits per day. I agree, I have no clue as to how I get that many hits; maybe because I'm linked to the Internet and certain words used in search bring up my blog. I have no clue. I've actually made sure that my hit-counter only records individual unique users once. So, if you come and go twenty times on my blog here, it records you as one hit on the hit-counter. Go figure! But, my big question is how come I don't get any new Followers? I still only have 31 Followers (i'm not complaining -- I love you 31 guys! But....dammit, that makes me feel bad. Please everyone... if you are new to my blog, or if you have been reading me for a while, please add yourself as a Follower. I would love to know that you guys are out there.

Like always, thanks everyone again for reading. Many of you have been with me on some of those really painful and difficult days.  God only knows, that I still have some of those same days but they are spaced apart further then they used to be.

I appreciate each and every one of you! Until I write again... be safe everyone!