I had wanted to make this an upbeat post about the great time I had Friday night. Plans to inform the universe of the magnificent laughs and risque fun to be had at the Athaneum on Collins Street in Melbourne. The need to share the buzz created by the hardworking, creative, outrageously sublime team behind Briefs- the stage show. It all just fell by the wayside about ten minutes ago when I realised that not only have I lost friends because of my illness but the opportunity to copy edit a book that will come out early next year. When people say they understand your circumstances when you explain the battle you fight daily, hourly, moment to moment, maybe don’t believe them. Don’t believe they will support you on your journey down the rabbit hole and your eventual crawl out of it. They will forget your agony as soon as you finish admitting there is a problem. They will look to extricate themself as quickly as possible and as they squirm out of the tricky situation that is now your prolapsed friendship, they will wish they had never asked. Adopt a strictly Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell policy and you will maintain the illusion. Never show your truest self, it will only end badly for you.
I HAD TO WAIT UNTIL MIDNIGHT FOR IT TO BE THURSDAY TECHNICALLY!
I have found my ultimate. *cue angelic choir* It began with a random meme about beards retweeted by a Canadian Olympian. I followed my curiosity and discovered I have a dream man. AND THIS DREAM MAN IS LOCATED IN TORONTO!!!
All these years I’ve been stomping and kicking and screaming and crying and plotting because the guy I’m meant to have could not be in this city. I’m dead wrong, friends.
LADIES & GENTLEMEN… I present to you: JOSH. MARIO. JOHN.
Casually living life in Toronto without me. RUDE!
Just a mess and loving every second of it. I CANNOT!
All. Black. Everything. TAKE ME NOW!
But whips & chains excite ME TOO!
Back to basics on a white seamless like a GAT…
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As you know, I found Josh Mario John via internet meme in May, you can refresh your memory here. Through the kindness of strangers, I was able to connect with him for this JaBG interview exclusive (I absolutely love the sound of this and it’s my goal to hunt down more people I find interesting and bring them to your eyeholes). I was super curiouso to learn a little more about the man who, you will soon discover, is much more than chiseled features of bearded & tattooed greatness. But he’s still that…too…as well… *ahem* Now, sit back and enjoy my…
REAL TALK WITH JOSH MARIO JOHN!
Photo by Lane Dorsey
In your line of work, first impressions are key. With your specific aesthetic (beard, tattoos, all-around bad@ssery), clients know what to expect when you walk through the door, physically-speaking. Is anyone ever surprised by your personality and well-spoken nature?
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I had a very big dream this morning. I dreamt of gods and goddesses, both good and evil, brown and white. I dreamt of the aunties protecting me and others, of sacred taonga (treasures) given to me to protect. I dreamt of letting go of both sides; fear and joy. Of being a part of the energy. Of having the energy and sharing it. I woke up immediately and was at once full of shock and vibrating with the kind of true strength I haven’t felt for a very long time.
This is Sia Arcour. She is an ice hockey goalie par excellence. She stars in my current work in progress, The Hot Hand (#1 Harder than Ice series). She’s resilient, smart, strong and independent. Her weakness is Italian food (especially desserts), a good crime novel and a certain funny, intelligent and gifted ice hockey player…
I voted for Rock – #4 in the Hard Rock Harlots series by Kendall Grey for nearly every category. I threw a few Nalini Singh votes in there too for her new book Rock Hard from the Rock Kiss series as well.