Maid in Malacca II

It's a public holiday tomorrow but surely not everyone's out there shaking their fine booty at the nearest gay bar with the thumpa thumpa music humping in the background? It always makes me wonder what other gay men do at home in the late evenings. Every once in a while, I get people onlne wondering why I'm always multitasking even while I'm sending messages through the net.

Simple enough to explain actually. In spite of what a significant minority of readers have inferred from my blog, I don't actually have a thousand men banging at my door wailing my name and asking for my hand in marriage. If that were true, there would be a tasteful gold band on my finger, there would be a sleek BMW ( hey, it's a fantasy! ) parked in my driveway and lovely gilt-edged, cream-coloured invitations would have been sent around to my friends and family for the June commitment ceremony.

Sigh.

More often than not, I find myself utterly bored crazy after work without any sort of social agenda in the offing which leaves me wandering the streets for a while before making my way home. Once I get back home from work, I'm usually swamped with a thousand little chores - literally sometimes! - to cover all by myself. Not only do I have to some light housework - perhaps even cook up a small snack for myself ( though my cooking skills still needs some polishing before I achieve cooking diva status ), I also take some time to go through some of the bills I receive and schedule some time for payment. Certainly part and parcel of becoming an adult! Then there's time for some light reading, perhaps a glance through the daily paper and then a quick runthrough of my medical textbooks.

After the boring, mundane tasks of everyday life, it's time to settle down for some of my more pleasurable tasks. Unfortunately none of the tasks involve hot, sizzling men with the bodies of Olympic athletes, the flexible spines of an eel and the morals of an alleycat rolling about on my Turkish rugs blissfully naked. It's usually either music, television or the internet - and frequently all three since I tend to only have an hour or two left on my hectic schedule for such sinful pleasures. Hard enough to concentrate on only one since I'm one of those guys who never seem to have enough hours in a day!

Yeah, I freely admit I've been a tv freak since I was a child and I usually follow a couple of television series almost religiously. Right now... it's LOST, 4400, Desperate Housewives, Supernatural, Charmed and then the occasional OC and One Tree Hill. That doesn't even count the comedies and the reality programmes yet. Yet I find myself irresistibly drawn to the lewd lures of the internet which is how I end up multitasking. Kinda the way I was watching LOST earlier, sipping hot chocolate, updating my blog and sending replies by email at the same time. That didn't even count the quick call I made to my mom on the cellphone while simultaneously typing with the other hand.

You might be wondering about my tv obsession but come on. Have you seen the all but irresistible Dr Jack Shepard lately? How could anyone not want a personal physical examination from that man? Now, that piece of hot manmeat is something I want knocking on my door :)