ME& A Spooky remix

My friend DJ Lollipop has pulled together a creepy, spooky remix album just in for your Halloween parties - feel free to download.

WARNING: Playing this mix during a full moon may attract ghosts & goblins seeking a scary good time!

Lollipop’s Zombie Dance Party Mix

1. Zombie Dance Party Intro
2. Cyndi Lauper - Into The Nightlife (Laidback Luke Mix)
3. Black Box - Ride On Time (12 Inch Mix)
4. Chocolate Puma - Touch Me (Bart B More Mix)
5. Donna Summer - Stomp Your Feet (Nevins Mix)
6. Jennifer Hudson - Spotlight (Vicious Mix)
7. Everything But The Girl - Missing (Clubbase Mix)
8. P!nk - So What (Bimbo Jones Mix)
9. Psycho Interlude
10. Michael Jackson - Rock With You (Freemasons Mix)
11. Robin Thicke & Mary J. Blige - Magic (Moto Blanco Mix)
12. Madonna - 4 Minutes (Bob Sinclar Mix)
13. Ida Corr - Let Me Think About It (Fedde Le Grand Mix)
14. Ercola ft Daniella - Every Word (Wendel Kos Mix)
15. Mariah Carey - We Belong Together (Rauhofer's Miracle Mix)
16. Katy Perry - Hot N Cold (Sonic Mix)
17. Halloween Interlude
18. Mary J. Blige - Family Affair (Spanish Fly Mix)
19. Jordan Sparks - One Step At A Time (Rizzo Mix)
20. Sister Sledge - We Are Family (Anderson Sonic Mix)
21. Gnarles Barkley - Crazy (Riempipista Lungo Mix)
22. Lady GaGa - Just Dance (HCCR Bambossa Mix)
23. Jackie Moore - This Time Baby (Sonic Mix)
24. Ne-Yo - Closer (Stonebridge Mix)
25. Chris Brown - Forever (Cahill Club Mix)
26. Pussycat Dolls - When I Grow Up (Dave Aude Mix)
27. Michael Jackson - Thriller (Gensi Sonic Mix)
    
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ME& confidence

My friend Aaron is so vain he probably thinks this post is about him, well, that’s because partially it is. Since we’ve become friends over the last five years, I’ve come to marvel at Aaron’s frank love of his own reflection and unfailing confidence in his own charms. He treats shop windows as vast vanity cases flipped open for his benefit, while I sometimes find his attention wavering in bars as he puts his concentration into showing himself to best advantage to the other clientele instead of giving me his full attention. I suppose this behaviour may sound insufferable, but I actually rather like it.

The reason being is that thirteen years ago that was me, hanging out with my friend Aaron makes me feel young, good looking and full of confidence, all by default. But it also makes me wonder why I don’t feel like that now? Why do I need a couple of drinks to feel at ease in a bar, club or restaurant? Has my gay life experiences jaded me to the point that it doesn’t seem to be the glamorous exciting life it was. I remember when I first moved to London I couldn’t head back to my flat share in Camden unless I’d spent a couple of hours flitting round the bars on and off Compton Street, making sure I’d been seen and admired like a gay butterfly.

Fast forward just over a decade and yes I’m no longer a student, I have a job and earn decent money, own two properties, still wear designer clothes (I was a fashion student at the time, so it was a case of every corridor at college being a catwalk, this seems to have stayed with me) and have put on three stone in weight. But why has my self confidence gone, why do I no longer use every shop window as a mirror. If anything I should be more confident, as I’m married to someone who is gorgeous and who loves me to bits and who I love in turn. I should be oozing self confidence as I’ve nothing to prove but why is it that attention from other people, strangers in a bar or passers buy in the street do much more in the confidence boasting stakes. Why is it that approval from strangers means more to me, I guess I need to read some self esteem books.

ME& a good old rant

Oh my god I just need to have a rant…..

1) I really don’t understand how and why some people walking on the street can not have any sense of who or what is around them. Why can’t they just walk in a straight line, instead of verging left or right or even worse stop dead in their tracks with no though of anyone walking behind them! Learn to walk!!!!

2) I live in London, which is ethnically diverse, but why do Eastern Europeans drink constantly. I swear yesterday I was getting the tube at 6am and there were a group of Easter European builders drinking extra strong larger outside the station. Today I was walking home from work at 4pm and there were 4 Eastern European dads walking kids home from school and they all had cans of larger. Is Poland, Bulgaria and Romania just full of alcoholics, or are they just encouraging those with drinking problems to come to the UK??

3) Why do fat people wear tracksuits, jogging bottoms and sweat tops. Who are they fooling they aren't going anywhere near a gym or even having any thoughts of exercising.

ME& G's Birthday week

Well what a week, where do I start. Cyndi Lauper was good, it wasn’t the best concert I’ve been to, in fact it seemed a little unrehearsed. It was like she’d just turned up and decided to sing a few songs. I say a few songs I mean an hour and halfs worth. The highlight of the show was the acoustic versions of “True Colours” & “Time and after Time” and the 10 minute version of “Girls just wanna have fun”. This wasn’t a slick show with lots of visuals and costume changes but Cyndi’s talent is her voice and she sang great, it was just disappointing that when she spoke to the audience it was hard to understand what she was saying due to her thick New York accent.

G’s botox went down great and has me hankering for some. It was strange as when he had his injection he was not aloud to go to bed for 6 hours and he had to keep his face straight and up right for the whole 6 hours to avoid any droopy brows or eyelids. He needed a straw to drink his tea and couldn’t dunk his biscuits. Still the result is amazing he can not frown, I keep asking him to do it for fun.

On G’s birthday, which was Saturday, we went to a lovely restaurant called Sarastro. Its so weird inside as its like a mini theatre where everything is gold leafed. And the male toilets had the rudest murals of group sex, with men, women, angels and the devil (Click here to see). Afterwards we caught Jennifer Saunders and Dawn French live on stage in their farewell tour. We didn’t stop laughing from beginning to end and it was a great mix of stand up, sketches and video. They sent up Madonna’s hung up excellently, as you'll see below.

ME& down up up down

Well this week has been a little up and down. My new sunny clear resolve has been a little tinted this week as I had a few down days, in fact Wednesday saw me cry at the slightest little thing. G was his usual worried self, thinking I was slipping back into depression, but I reassured him I was fine and that I hadn’t started drinking, which I hadn’t. I guess it the chemicals in my brain, blood and body still sorting themselves out.

On a more positive note I won a new 16gb Ipod Nano 4th generation at work. Its so cool and has video play back so my spend at the Itunes store on videos has rocketed this week. How something so small and light can hold so much information and have so many cool features. I guess there’s nothing like a freebee to lift ones spirit.

Next week is a busy one as we gear up for G’s birthday. He’s starting to have a mid life and mid drift crisis. We’re going to the Cyndi Lauper concert on Tuesday, I’m paying for him to have botox on Wednesday and then on his actual b’day on Saturday I’m taking him out for a swanky lunch and then we’ve got tickets to see Dawn French and Jennifer Saunders in their farewell tour.

ME& This doll is so wrong

Well summer is over and the toy retailers are gearing up big style for the Christmas gold mine. The doll below is new and takes the Tiny Tears doll to a whole new level. There is just something so wrong with this dolls pee pee action.

ME& my inspiration

A couple of post ago I mentioned I didn’t know why I’d had the impulse to totally stop my antidepressants in reflection I totally know where the push came from. When I was in Italy at the end of Aug I read a book by James Frey called ‘A million little pieces’.

The book is a semi-autobiographical account of James combating his addiction with alcohol and drugs as he is forced to check into rehab as a last chance at the age of 23. He started drinking at 13 then the drinking increased and weed took hold by 15. And by 18 he was an alcoholic who was taking cocaine and crack, this path lead to dealing and petty crime.

The book focuses on his recovery, admitting he has a problem, address what to do about and making the decision on whether he wants to live or die because of his addiction. One thing in the book that resonated with me was this whole thing that to successfully recover from addiction you must follow a step programme and most of these programmes rely on you connecting with a higher power. Lets face it most of these meetings outside rehab take place in church function rooms and halls and your drink, drug or both addictions are replaced or filled by god.

James doesn’t want this to be his recovery plan, he wants to put his hands up and accept that only his will and decisions turned him into an addict and only his will and decisions will stop him from drinking and taking drugs. He takes control of his life and comes out the other end a very different person. It was a great read and having spent a little stint in rehab and a very much longer stint in counselling it really hit home and I guess I took more from it than I thought.

Funnily enough I’ve also just finished his follow up novel, ‘My friend Leonard’ which covers his life outside rehab, coping with his addiction, his girlfriends suicide and his relationship with a guy he met in rehab. They have very differing yet sober lives after rehab but develop a great relationship over the years and the ending had me in tears.

I’d highly recommend both of these books as a great read and who knows they may inspire you to change something in your life as well.