Nathan Exposed: the naked truth about my gay life

My friend Daniel tagged me to list 8 random facts about myself. I got a really weird e-mail after the 8 things post I did last month, so this time I’m going to go for something milder. :)

In order to have a theme, I’m going to call this the Fear Edition:

1.) I am afraid of heights. It all started when I was very little, and I decided that climbing my dresser drawers would be the equivalent of climbing a mountain. As you might expect, the dresser fell over on me and busted me in the lip. So now, I have a fear that when I am up high, whatever I am on will fail me and I will once again be injured.

2.) I am afraid of tight spaces. Crowded elevators are not fun.

3.) I am afraid of fire. Even candles freak me out sometimes.

4.) I am afraid of big semi trucks. One time, a guy almost mowed me over because he was speeding around a very sharp curve and headed right into my lane, facing me. I had to swing into another lane, ramming another car, because it was the only way to save myself and Rodney.

5.) I am afraid of missing one minute of Big Brother.

6.) I am afraid of people who think they’re speaking the words of God. We seem to be getting mixed messages. Whenever I talk to God, He doesn’t sound at all like a hateful bigot. I wonder what time they are talking to Him.

7.) I am afraid of people with bad breath. They always like to get really close when they talk, don’t they?

8.) I am painfully afraid of wrinkles, even though I know I get better with age (like a fine wine).

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Mon, Jul 23, 2007 @ 9:51 pm | Filed in Blogs | Permalink 3 Comments

    #2- It’s hard to have sex without being in some tight spaces. Just sayin…

    #8-You’ll never have wrinkles. That’sjust crazy talk.

    #1- Ouch!

    Posted by DEL on Tue, Jul 24, 2007 @ 1:36 am

      im scared of heights. and tight places. but i love fire! :)

      Posted by aboutaboy on Tue, Jul 24, 2007 @ 1:45 pm

        I love heights, hate tight spaces and hate driving by semi-trailer trucks. My junior year of high school two schoolmates were crushed by a semi-trailer truck and killed. Now every time I drive past one, my heart skips a beat. As far as the wrinkles… I don’t think I mind the wrinkles, but I am afraid about getting old. Let me rephrase, I am afraid of getting old and ending up with Alzheimer’s or senile dementia.

        Posted by vfrankl on Wed, Jul 25, 2007 @ 7:58 am

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