Diary of Dan Frank

It is so hot in my apartment right now, and I was listening to that Nelly song "Hot N Her" so I did what the song said and took of all my clothes...Well not really, I am not completly naked. Wait a minuet. Wouldn't it have just been easier to turn on my Air Conditioning?

There is nothing else going on in my life at the moment, although I did finish a bottle of pre-made Jose Margarita's last night. The sad thing about this is that I have become one of those people who drinks by themselves in thier apartments...all alone, and then the next day they sign onto thier blog and write about it while practically naked...I think I better go.

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The other day I was waiting for my bus at the Burnsville Transit Station and I noticed these two girls walking around really confused. The were both dressed pretty similarly. The had on shorts that were too short, and possible a bit too tight in the waist, and the both had on teeny tiny tank tops, which showed a bit of tummy and some of their bras.

You may be asking ok what is wrong here? This seems pretty normal, why did these two girls bug Dan so much that he is writing about them.

1. They went to the bus station without knowing what bus they needed to go on and at what terminal or bay the bus would stop at. So they walked around with that confused look on thier faces, talking loudly on thier cell phone trying to figure out where to go. Hint if your unsure, just wait for your bus to pull up and follow it until it stops.

2. They were probably like 12 years old. Where are your mothers? Do they know you are about to hop on a bus into Minneapolis? Do they know what your wearing? Do you know that it doesn't make your body look that great? I'm sorry if I am offending anyone, but I am sure you will agree with me that these girls are concerned about thier appearance, yet they are wearing clothes that make you look fatter then you actually are.

3. Of course being two 12 year old girls who don't know what bus to take they also did not know what intersection they needed to get off on. Be prepared.

Enough about them. At this moment I am sitting in the computer lab in Coffmann Union, and its pretty dead excpet for a few people sitting here...

EEEWW gross the guy next to me was so just picking his nose. Maybe he was just scratching it you ask? No this was some major picking, I looked over and I for sure saw his finger inside his nose. Now he is typing something on a computer. I better go wash my hands now, there is no telling if this computer's pervious user was "digging for gold"

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I totally forgot to write in here about my experience at the Pride festival. It was ok. I went on Saturday, the one day it was acutally nice out, with Joshy. We walked around the lake, and he looked for things to buy. We had garlic bread and soda which was incredibly overpriced ($8.00) and we watched a little bit of a show by the beer garden. The first act we saw was a drag queen singing her little heart out, and then the next act was a gospel band singing something about god is wonderful, great, and fabulous. Aren't all those words basically saying the same thing. For some reason after that song was over Joshy and I decided we needed to write about the big blue balls.

I ran into some people I have not seen in forever (Shout out to Dustin) and I also ran into some people that I wish I could never see again (Middle finger extended to Dylan), but isn't that what the gay pride festival is all about??? Drama?? Ever year you go you run into people you thought were dead or better off that way. Although the same phenomenon occurs when you go out to the clubs, but its not as akward because you aren't walking directly past them with the knowledge that they had made eye contact with you. I really wish in circumstances like those that people would just come up to me and say "hi" You may think I don't want to talk to you, but you would be surprised what could happen. I think that will be my next goal.. To say hi to someone who either pissed me off in the past or who I pissed off in the past.

One last comment on pride...Josh and I were the hottest guys there.
Peace

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Yesterday Jenny, Leah, and I went to UCG (Uncommon Grounds) for some coffee, and chit chat. We all also brought a little something to work on. I don't really know what Leah was doing, perhaps going through her organizer to see what was up in the next week. Jenny was working on her lessons plans for work and I was working on some interview questions for an interview I have to conduct on Nuclear Bombs.

As we pulled into our parking spot and got out of the car, Leah who was sitting in the front seat said, "Eww what is that rice?" Curious to see what she was looking at I walked around to her side of the car. I looked down to where she was pointing and saw that while I had told my sister the night before that there was no puking in my car, apparently I was not specific enough. Instead of puking in my car she puked on my car! I was pretty upset about it a first, but then I got over it and saw the little bit of humor that was in the situation.

As we were in line for coffee I thought I saw Joe. But I don't know if that was him, so I didn't saw anything. Joe said he might be over at UCG because he was going to go see Farenhiet 9/11, the new Michael Moore film.

As we were about to get ready to leave, Tony walked in an took the table next to us whitout even knowing it. It has gotten to the point that I really don't care that I see him there anymore. I think it was the surprise of it that used to upset me, but now I go there with the expectation of running into him.

It would be really nice if there was some kind of unifying theme within this entry, but I cannot seem to find one. So too bad.

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Today I went to school for a small group meeting. It went pretty well, but a scary thing happened on my way to the meeting. It was something straight out of the movies, and I am pretty sure it will make you pee pee in your pants.

There I was walking in the chilled June weather, the wind blowing my hair as I slowly made my way towards Coffmann Memorial Union, on the University Of Minnesota Twin Cities campus. Suddenly I saw ahead of me one of my group members named Mike. Seeing him I started to walk a bit more briskly thinking, perhaps I may be late.

Suddenly I heard something behind me, it was like a flapping noise. As quickly as the sound came to me, it left. I slowly turned my head glancing upwards and there I saw it. Swooping down at my head ready to attack was the biggest, most evil crow I have ever seen in my life. I quickly ducked and the crow swooped back up into the sky. I quickly checked my hair and backpack to make sure that the crow did not poopie anywhere on me.

It was that time that I relaized that the bird was not swooping down to poop, it wanted to attack me. For what reason? no one knows. But I thought perhaps it was to either kill me, or to rip my hair off and use it to make a nest. Maybe it is time to get a haircut.

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Last night was my Cousin Hannah's graduation party. It was a great time. I showed up at 5:00 and had to leave at 5:30 so I could make it to work on time. Then I got off early, went home, changed my clothes and then went back to the party.

When I got there my sister must have already been buzzing because she was acting totally different then when I left. She proceeded to drink and drink and drink, and then at 9:00 my aunt started to work at the bar, and my sister had some of those drinks. Now when my sister drinks she gets really loud. So loud you could hear her down the street, but if your sitting next to her she thinks she needs to yell to get your attention. That gets incredibly annoying and then the F-Bomb slips out of her mouth every other word.

Anyway she had some of her college friends there and they were planning on going to downtown Minneapolis. My sister thought she was gonna drive, and so my Dad very sneakily got her car keys. When it was time for my sister to go she said "oh wait a minuet I gotta get my keys back from my dad." She was planning on driving up until the point when I told her dad took the keys for a reason; he didn't want your drunken ass getting hurt in his car.

My sister was playing the part of the manipulator with her friends that night. You see they wanted to go Downtown, but my sister had other plans. This is why she was so drunk. She had planned to get so trashed that she would have to stay at my cousin’s house because she couldn't drive. This certainly explained why she was shoving drinks in my face for most of the night; too bad I never gave in. I can't believe my sister would manipulate the situation like that. Here she has out of town guests who really want to do something, and just because she doesn't want to she tried to ruin their night. I would be so pissed.

Anyway, I ended up driving her and her friends home, and I also got wrapped into driving them downtown. This was fine, I would rather drive them, then they drive themselves. On the way home my sister was still playing the manipulator by taking the advantage that she was really drunk and in mar car, which has a no puking rule. She said she might puke so I pulled over on Cedar Ave in Apple Valley so she could do so. Well she didn't really have to, and the fact that I pulled over meant she had to make herself puke so it didn't look like she was manipulating the situation.

Finally she was done and we were making our way home. When we got home I opened the garage door for them and I thought they all went inside to change, but suddenly we did not know where Katie was. We found her leaning against her car, as if she was going somewhere. So we brought her back inside and into the bathroom where we left her. I then drove her friends to Minneapolis so they could have a good time without my sister.

Today as I am writing this I realize I should have taken the keys to my sister’s car, just in case.

This really causes me to be rethinkin drinkin. When I was younger I was the kind of drinker that I would probably need someone to keep an eye on me, and take care of me after I had too much. Well with age comes wisdom, and I would like to think that people don't really have to take care of me anymore while I drink. I'm rethinkin drinkin because I do not want to be one of those people who you have to baby-sit once they get a drink in them. Those people cause their friends night to go down the drain because they have to baby-sit. They also end up with no friends, no one to take care of them, and then one night while they are drinking alone they pass out and choke on their own vomit. I am not saying my sister is or will be one of those people. All I am saying is that her manipulation of the situation, throwing up on the side of the road, and then finding her leaning of her car; caused me to really think about the type of drunk I might be once I can do so legally, and it scared me.

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Guess what? There are only 16 days left until my 21st birthday! So far the plans are going to be to hang out in restaurants around the Eagan area so that my friends who are not 21 can come out with me and celebrate as well.

I am gonna be so drunk, it wont even be funny. I will have to write all about it the day after...well maybe not the day after the clicking of the keys may give me too much of a headache.

Thats all I got for now.

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I am going to be so busy this weekend its not even funny. Saturday I have my cousins graduation party as well as work. Originally I had the day off, but I picked up a shift because of my lack of money. On Sunday I really need to clean my apartment, and I also have a group meeting at 2:00 on campus. I'm gonna be buzzing around the Twin Cities like a busy little bee.

Why is it that I seem to be struggling to find time for everything during the summer session at the U? In the fall I seem to have enough time for friends, homework, and work. So far this summer I have not seen much of my friends because I am really busy. If I am not working I am doing homework, and if I'm not doing either of those It must be a week day night and I am at school.

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Allow me to clarify something. While I am extremly upset with Ananda I do still concider her a friend, and I still care for her.

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Wow I really haven't updated in awhile. I guess nothing interesting has been happening, thus the entries about Passions and Day of Our Lives.

Well now I have some thing to say, and because of what I expect to say you may want to READ THE STUPID DISCLAIMER.

Last night, like pretty much every Thursday evening my friend Ananda was going to come pick me up after school and we were going to go out and get some coffee at Uncommon Grounds. Last time I told her I would call her when I got out of class, but this time I told her to just plan on picking me up at around 9:00pm. I also told her I was probably gonna stay after so lets make it 9:10 or 9:15.

At around 9:00 my phone started ringing as I was still in class (I did have the ringer off) Then I started talking to the teacher about an upcoming exam, and my phone was still going off, this time she left a message. I finally got done at around 9:15 and called her immediately after I got out of the building.

Ananda: Oh hey it’s about time!
Dan: Yeah Hi sorry I was still in class
Ananda: That’s ok, but hey listen, I went to Joe's tonight because Crystal is back in town and I have had too much to drink, so I can't drive.
Dan: Oh, Well why would you have had too much to drink when you had committed to picking me up?
Ananda: I left you a message at about 10 to 9.
Dan: Oh well I was in class at that time, and I told you I was going to be staying a little after class, so I wouldn't have gotten your message until about now, 9:15 after the last possible bus I can catch leaves,
Ananda: Oh well that’s not my fault you wouldn't have gotten the message.

WHAT? NOT YOUR FAULT!!!! YES IT IS. You made a commitment to come and pick me up after school. Yes ok you left a message but that does not let you off the hook. Because of your first commitment, why would I have checked my messages before talking to the teacher. I assume that as a friend of mine you are going to remain true to your word and come pick me the fuck up. Not call me and tell me "I had too much to drink".

The only way she would have gotten out of the commitment is if she would have called me, and left a message earlier or if she would have talked to me personally.

I asked her why would you have had a drink in the first place. "You don't know hard it is Dan to go out and not drink when everyone else it" THE FUCK I DON'T. I DO IT EVERY TIME I GO OUT WITH YOU!!! WHO HAS BEEN YOUR FUCKING SOBER CAB FOR THE LAST HOWEVER MANY MONTHS? YOUR FRIENDS!!! AND HOW DO YOU REPAY US??? WELL WHEN WE WANT TO GO GET DRUNK AT A PARTY AND HAVE YOU BE SOBER CAB YOU TRY TO FUCKING BACK OUT AT THE LAST MIN. WHEN YOU MAKE PLANS WITH US TO GO HANG OUT YOU BREAK THEM SO YOU CAN HANG OUT WITH THE THREE WISE MEN. Jack, Jimmy, and Johnny

I DESERVE FUCKING BETTER THAN THAT, FUCK YOU ANANDA!!!

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Shawn left Belle because he found out she lied to him order to cover for her mother who was suspected of being the Salem Stalker. (aka serial killer) Currently Shawn is being held captive by Jan Spears, and nobody knows it because Shawn told everyone he was leaving town. They do, however suspect that something is wrong because he did not call Belle when Marlena was shot by a sniper while trying to escape from prison. She was in prison because she had been given a truth syrum and confessed to the murders. She was not actaully trying to escape prison though. Nicole had a hand a friend of hers who was in the same holding block as Marlena set it up to look like Marlena was escaping. Nicole had Marlena killed because she was afraid that Marlena would pin Victor's death on her and Jan. Marlena did not die though, actually none of the people who died, died. They are all being held captive on an island which has been desinged to look exactly like Salem.

I can tell you more if you would like to.

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Alister Crane, head of the Crane Empire, is such an evil mofo.

Today his daughter Chariden was kidnaped by her husband Antonio. Antonio kidnapped her because she suddenly remebered in a dramatic court room scene that she was in love with his brother Luis. Antonio kidnapped Chariden by carrying her onto the Crane jet and flying off. Determined to keep Luis and Chariden apart, in order to protect all his secrets, Alister made the Crane jet explode! The show ended with Luis screaming "CHARIDEN!!!!!!"

Did Chariden and Antonio die in the explosion? Or were they able to escape in time? Find out tomorrow on PASSIONS

Passions is a silly little soap opera on NBC. The only reason to watch it is because it is soooo incredibly ridiculous... I was really bored so I thought I would write about the show.

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Last night I took the Minnesota Valley Transit bus from the Burnsville Transit Center in Burnsville. I actually do that every day cause it saves me hella money. Anyway everyday the guy is usally slightly late, well yesterday he did not even show up. I was so pissed cause I was late for class and I am a note taker for the deaf woman in that class. Her name is Amanda.

Apparently we now live in a world where being on time, even showing up is overrated. Thats all I have to say about that.

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My friend Kate brought up a good point in her comment on the entry titled "I know who I am, but who are you” It is for that reason I feel the need to write this disclaimer.

*This online journal is about my daily interactions with those who impact my life in one way or another. If your name appears in this journal please keep in mind that what I write about you does not represent my feelings about you as a person, but the interaction I had with you at a particular moment. With that in mind, they way you are portrayed in this journal may change from day to day. Online journals or diaries are unique in that anyone can read them. *

I am sure that at some point in your life you have written a journal of some sort, and the things you wrote in that journal were not always friendly nor were they accurate representations of what actually happened.

I hope that covers everything. Thank you to all whom continuously read the rantings and ravings of a mad man.

Love Always
Dan Frank

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I almost forgot I saw one of my Old friends last night as well. Ryan Osborne and it cause me to question something about the gay community. Is it a written law that you have to be a fake caddy bitch when you see people at a club who you haven't talked to in almost two years? Because if there is a law I think a big, hot n hunky poice officer better come over here and give me a freaking ticket.

When I ran into Ryan I tapped him on the sholder and he looked at me for a second and then said "Oh hey" and gave me a hug. We asked each other how we were doing and then I asked him who he was here with cause his friend was just sitting there looking at us. He said "This is my friend Mike" and I hand my hand out to shake his and he just looked at me.

YOU FUCKING BITCH... YOU ARE SO FUCKING RUDE... OMG..DIIIIIIIEEEEE

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Hold onto your nickers kiddies this may be another long one. We have sooo much to cover and an unlimited amount of online journal space. MUUUAAHAHAHA

Last night was Katie Moreno's 21st birthday party; we went to the 90's. I had a lot of fun, but of course I have some issues to discuss today. Of course watching your good friend get drunk and have a good time is always a blast, so I had so much fun watching Katie. But let’s get to the issues.

I Danced way too much, but I hadn't worked out that day so its all good. And They played "Never-Ending Toxic" again, but this time I was ready for it.

At around 8:00 it was off to Katie's apartment to meet everyone to go to the 90's. The people who went with us were Katie of course, Tony my ex, John one of Tony's other ex’s', Pat, John's new boyfriend, Jenny who is Katie's cousin, and Jesse Tony's most recent ex who he has gone out with about three times!

Anyway it was a bit odd when Jesse showed up because of the circumstances involving his break up with Tony. He basically was running around possibly cheating on Tony, and when Tony caught him at Uncommon Grounds, Jesse moved out the next day. Of course Tony was heart broken for the third time over Jesse. Later Jesse tried to get Tony back and Tony was saying "No". Good for you Tony, you stand up for yourself.

With all those ex's in one room, I guess I was a bit surprised we all got along really well. Although there were a few times I looked over at Tony and he didn't seem to be having too much fun. Of course when you ask him he is fine.

As the night progressed and those who were old enough to drink, and one who wasn't (John) got increasingly drunker and drunker I noticed something about Tony and Jesse. They never have been really good about trying to hide what is going on, their body language was completely towards each other. At first I thought oh big deal they are probably just talking. Then they were hugging, ok maybe they talked about the break up and Tony forgives him. Then they were whispering in each others ear, and walking off to talk to each other alone. Then they were dancing with each other, Tony all rubbing up on Jesse cause that’s the only way he can dance. By the end of the night I thought I had seen them kiss and it was pretty obvious that they were back together.

That is fine, I have no romantic feelings for Tony, but in the course of one night I lost a lot of respect for him. The Tony that I dated was emotionally and morally strong. He stated early in the relationship that if I ever cheated on him he would first rip off my balls and then break up with me. Which is fine because I have the same value on the cheating thing.

The Tony that I saw with Jesse last night was a completely weak individual. By him getting back together with Jesse he is sending out the message that it’s ok to cheat on him because he will just forgive you in four months.

Perhaps Tony has always been this week, sad, pathetic, person I saw last night. In the last year I have been single. It has sucked sometime and it has been great at others. Last night I realized that now after being single so long, I know who I am. I can define what it is to be me, and I am my own person. I believe Tony had just gotten out of a relationship before he and I started dating, and I am not sure whom he was dating or how long he was single. Lets just say that Tony has not been single for more than four months in the last two years.

Does he even know who he is? It seems to me like Tony is the type of person who defines himself by either his last relationship or the one he is currently in. When he is single for too long he starts to wonder who he is, and in the case of Jesse he looks to his past for answers. I guess the fifth time is the charm.

Jesse seems to be the same way, which is why he cheats. He has no clue who he is. When trying to figure out who you are you cannot look to the happiest you were in the past, because you are not the same person you were then. If you try and go back to that person the same problems you had back then will be waiting for you.

My advice for Tony, take time for you. Find who you are as an individual, because the problems that you had with Jesse are just going to be waiting for you somewhere down the road.

"I know who I am but who are you
Your not looking like you used to" -No Doubt

New topics about what happened last night. Josh and his boyfriend Lance never showed up, or they were just unable to find me, which sucks because I really wanted to hang out with them as well.

After the 90's closed at 2:00am we had to go to Bobby And Steve’s to pick up Jesse cause he was too drunk to drive the rest of the way home. Jesse is a very sneaky guy because I could have sworn I heard him talking to the bartender last night and the bartenders reply was, then you can go home with them. Or and then you'll get to go home with them. Translation, Jesse planned the whole evening. The planned getting Tony to forgive him, possible consider dating him, and then getting so drunk that he needed to be picked up and would then get the chance to sleep in the same bed as Tony. I gotta give Jesse props on the scheming, but at the same time it’s creepy, mean, and manipulative.

After Bobby and Steve's we went to the fine dinning experience that is Denny's a good place to sit and eat. And after that we went back to the apartment where Jenny passed out on the couch. Katie went into her room to sleep, Tony set up a bed for Jenny, I went to the bathroom, And Jesse sat in a dark corner waiting for everyone to leave so he could make his way into Tony's bedroom. Correct me if I am wrong but it is Katie's birthday shouldn't she be the one getting laid?

I finally got home at 4:00 when my mother was waking up to go to work. At 8:00 my alarm went off and it was off to pick up my sister to go to my mothers work to see her off. Now I live all by myself. I am gonna miss my mommy, but she will be back and she will probably call me everyday. I still find myself asking the question, when the time comes how the hell am I gonna live in that house with my father?

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So tonight I had to cancell any and all plans I was going to have because at 6:00 my sister called me to tell me to go to the Bloomington Park Tavern to meet up with a bunch of people for a surprise party for my mother for her birthday/going away party.

The thing that really irks me about this is that I was the last to find out. Ok, yes I know that I live with my mother and I do not have my own cell phone voicemail. (its connected to the voicemail at the apartment) So it would have been risky to leave me a message about it, but aparently my mother found out about this swaree at 4:00 this afternoon, I found out at 6:00, what the???

Also tonight I found out that I am the only person from my family who is going to a family friend's wedding. My family has known this boy from the day he was born. The reason why my family is not going is because everyone is either going to be moved, moving, or helping those of us moving move. The all have excuses, but I still have to go to this wedding by myself. I will be dancing by myself, eating by myself. The only thing that would make being by myself looking incredibly hot at a wedding would be if I could get totally and completly trashed. But I can't because the wedding is two days before my birthday. Yes I know I could probably still drink at this wedding, but still. What the???

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I went to my father’s house today because I was told to let my dog outside, and that something was wrong with her. I had to leave her at the house because the apartment does not accept dogs. Usually when I come home to visit her she comes running down the stairs and cry sooooooo hard, but today I had to walk through the entire house looking for her, this confirmed that something was wrong.

I finally found her in my father's room and she walked to the end of the bed to say hi to me, so I sat down and petted her. My father being the pig he is had his room organized in its usually chaotic style, so I had to get out of there quickly before it drew me into its madness.

My dog and I then proceeded into the living room where I continuously asked her if she needed to go potty or poop poop, to which she didn't reply. "Bitch", I thought.

When I finally gave up on her going outside I continued to pet her until I reached the problem that was causing her to act strangely. While I was petting her back I went down to left hind leg and she yelp out in pain and struggled to get out of my arms. I concluded she did something to her leg or back. (I am a bright one aren't I?)

Suddenly she bounded down the stairs and heading for the back door looking back at me with those eyes that make their meaning so clear. "Would you hurry the fuck up I really gotta shit” So I went down stairs and opened the door to let her go outside. Because she was acting queer, if you will I followed her outside to make sure everything came out ok. (Excuse the pun) As Lucy, my dog, made her way out into the usual area for defecation I noticed that she just lay down. Then she suddenly got up walked around and laid down again. From the vantagepoint I had I could clearly see that she was about to shit herself if she did not get into a comfortable position and fast. Finally she decided how to best situate herself and everything was right in her world as she squatted in the back yard tightly clinging to Garfield comic strip.

After she was done having religion, as my mother likes to call it, I tried to call her inside, but she would not have any of it. That fat bitch just laid herself down in the shade and said "Fuck you, make me” I couldn't believe my ears! The blasphemy! So I went in the house to sit and watched television, and as I sat and tried to make myself comfortable I suddenly became aware of my surroundings. Because my mother and I have not been living there to clean up the house I saw that my fathers infamous decorating style had spread like the Bubonic Plague infesting every room. I started to panic, "Oh my good god, looks what’s happened... I've got to get out of here, I feel so dirty...out, out spot"

I quickly rushed outside with a dog treat knowing full well that, that would make Lucy rush inside the house. When I walked up to her I could tell she was interested in it. The treat was one of those ones shaped like a T-bone steak, and just reeked like only a puppy treat can. Then I made a fatal error, I said, "Lucy inside", and she quickly rejected the treat. "Oh great, I thought", and as I looked back towards the house I saw the disease, the plague that haunts my fathers house creepy slowly towards me. So I grabbed the damn dog by the collar, held my breath, and ran towards the plague and into the house. While still holding my breath I quickly said goodbye to my beloved pet, and ran towards the garage door.

What I saw when I opened the door to the garage nearly made me defecate inside my own pants, the disease. The disease had also made its way out into the garage and in the drive way slowly reaching its long nasty, infected fingers towards my car, my salvation. I decided to make a run for it. I quickly bolted towards my car jumping over hurdles of trash on the way until I was so close I could almost taste it.

Suddenly something had grabbed a hold of me and I was falling, down, down, and down I went as if in slow motion. Whatever had me in its grasp was down at my ankle, do I dare take a look? Of course I do. Down swirling around my ankle I saw it, the plague. The organization method that was all my fathers had a hold of me. As I looked down in horror I wondered what I should do. It was at that same time I realized that I was still holding my breath. Suddenly my situation became more hectic as I reached down and pulled the plague from around my ankle bringing it slowly up to my face so I could get a good look at it before it killed me. As it got closer I could make something out on the body of this disease-carrying appendage. I continued to bring the plague towards me until, until I could make it out. Suddenly whatever it was came more clearly into view and it was then I knew that they were letters, they said Welcome to HELL...ENA Montana. It was one of those damn tourist brochures.

You maybe thinking to yourself what the hell was this story all about, but if you look deep within the story you will find the hidden message young grasshopper.... OK FINE I'LL TELL YOU!

The point of this story is that there was something wrong with my dog so I went over to my Dad's house and found it a total mess as usual. As I was trying to get my dog inside because I couldn't stand being in my fathers mess anymore I came to an epiphany. My dog is trying to tell me something. "If I can't stand to go back inside the mess, how the hell do you think you are gonna live here for a year while your mother moves to Arizona?"

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So yesterday I went to the Uncommon Grounds with my friends Ananda and Leah, and of course as has been the case almost everytime I go up there (at least in the last month) we ran into my ex boyfriend Tony and my friend Katie. They both live together. Anyways as I stated earlier this is a journal about my present experiences and not my past so all you need to know about Tony is that he is my ex boyfriend. He is the last guy I dated and we broke up a little over a year ago. The cool thing about Tony is that he and I get along. That has never really happened to me before. Getting along with an ex.

Anyway Katie's 21st birthday is this Sunday and she wants to go out to the 90's so everyone can get in and get down with her on her birthday, so that is where I will be again this Sunday night. Hopefully they will not play the toxic remix that lasted for an eternity.

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So there is this boy Joe who thinks that his shit don't stink. Which is wierd because his last entry on the blog site was about shit. http://blog.lib.umn.edu/piep0085/loverboy Anyways he believes that I was trying to start a competition with him for the most blogs on here. Well Joe!! I don't know if you noticed this but you have like 52 entries, and I have like 14. Thats quite the difference. Thank you Joe for crumbling a young mans dreams.

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Just got out of my Interviewing Communications class. Nothing really exciting happened today. I am going to get coffee with Ananda and Leah. I hope thier lives are more exciting then mine, that way we may have something to talk about.

Speaking of Ananda. She is one of my best friends, yet it seems like she gets on my nerves an awful lot. I believe she feels the same way that I do. Its nice to know that even if we get on each others nerves and we may raise our voices at one another, we still care a great deal about each other and the friendship we share. I believe that it is in how you deal with the problems you may have with your friends, that you find the true strength of the friendship itself. With that in mind I am fully confident that Ananda and I will be friends for a long time.

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Alright there may be no point at all in this entry, however I thought I would write about some interesting occurances.

Is the whole gay world closing in on me? Up until about a week ago I didn't have much content with gay people, but now suddenly they seem to be everywhere. There is Erik in my small group communication class, and now this guy I have met a couple times before at parties named Adam just moved into the apartment building that I live in. He will soon be moving onto the same floor as well. (there was a fire in the building and the apt he wanted still is not fixed) I know I have only given you two examples and thus a trend is not established, however I can't help but feel that the whole gay world is closing in on me.

Oh yes, and Pride happens next weekend so I am hoping my friend Will might want to head out there with me. Hopefully the weather will be nice, but not so nice that all the kids who think they are super hot jump into the fountain to cool off. I believe its usually the 18 year olds who do that. They seem to have the mentality that they are just now legal so everyone wants to see them frolicking in a fountain with water dribbeling down thier bodies. No thank you!

It seems like everywhere I look now I see gay. Whether it be in my apartment building, at parades, or in my classrooms. I have come to the conclusion that these are just things that I had chosen not to see. The world didn't change I changed, the way I looked at the world changed. For the last year I have sat in the world, but isolated myself from the part of it I desperatly wanted to be a part of.

Last point of buisness, my small group teacher. While I was sitting in class the other day I kept having this day dream. The teacher is sitting in front of the class talking about something, and suddenly he starts to get really excited and is talking faster and faster. Then he reaches up to the top of his head, takes hold of his hair and in one fast motion pulls his hair off revealing himself not as our teacher, but as ANDY DICK. I swear my teacher not only looks like Andy Dick, but he also talks like him and everything. I almost started laughing out loud in class.

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In order to help myself get in shape this summer I went out to Target and bought one of those cheap pilates tapes and a mat, on which I do the pilates. I thought pilates would be a great option for me since while lifting wieghts I run the risk of strainging my back. I was in a car accident a couple years ago and my back still hurts from time to time. it really sucks.

So far my impression of the pilates is that it seems a lot easier then I thought it would be, however I need to keep in mind that I am only doing the the basic moves at the moment. I still have to go on to the beginning routine and then the other higher levels.

While doing the routines my legs hurt, my stomach doesn't really hurt too badly but today my butt hurts. So it seems like pilates really does work all those "problem areas"

I think I am stop this entry now because it is really starting to sound a lot like I am Diasy Fuentes. "Just 20 minuets three times a day is all it takes" (although technically I cannot be Daisy because I did not buy Marie Winsors pilates, and I am not a woman)

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This seems like a pointless entry but keep in mind I am bored right now.

DODF; TSOANSCM = Diary of Dan Frank, The Story Of A Not So Common Moe

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MUUUAAHAHAHAHAHA. My journal, before I wrote this entry is ranked number 47 out of 50 blogs with the most entries....Next stop number 1!!!

MUUUUUAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

(If your wondering MUUUUAHAHAHAHA is my evil laugh)
disclaimer MUUUAAAHAHAHAHA is a copywrited tradmark of "DODF; TSOANSCM"

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Just got done with Interviewing class and am now passing time by in the "luxerious" Coffman Union. One thing I don't understand about this University. Recently Coffman Union got new furniture in almost every area there is furniture. Why? what was wrong with the old furniture that was in this building? I am assuming that they purchased new furniture when Coffman Union reopened which was just over a year ago. Its nice to know that our tuition and fees are actually going to something that this University needs. Another interesting thing about the new couches is they are leather. I am not sure if it is real leather, but why do we need leather furniture in Coffman? It is so the people who are taking naps slowly fall out of them and onto the ground because they are so slippery? More then likely...It is a good time to laugh at them when the wake up all startled because they are on the ground now. "How did I get on the ground, what the????

So anyway, interviewing class seems like it will be fun, it would be better if i wasn't taking it during the summer, but I am a looser so I guess that makes it ok somehow. There a couple of people that I know in the class from previous semesters so that always helps. I probably should expect to have classes with the same people though simply because I am now into my major classes. So there are other people in my major who need the same classes.

Whatever I am not sure this entry even makes any sense.

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Yesterday was the first day of summer session. The first class I had was small group communication. In my class there are about three people who I would concider cool, and each in thier own ways.

First there is Erik, he is cool because he is also gay. I know that doesn't really mean that he is going to be cool, but because we both recognized early in the class that we both had that in common we bonded sooner than I would with other people.

Second there is Amanda. Amanda is deaf, so my knowledge of American Sign Language is being put to good use at the moment. What they say is completly true, if you don't use it you loose it, and this is one skill I am not interested in loosing.

The third person's name is Mike. Mike is probably the oldest guy in the class. I would assume he is old enough to be my grandfather. I believe Mike is cool, because he is still getting himself an education. One of the causes of Alzheimers is an inactive brain, so doing crossword puzzels or taking your social security check to the U of M to take some classes is a great way of combating Alzhiemers. Perhaps I should write an advertisement for the U. "The University of Minnesota, helping the elderly kick Alzheimers in the ass"

This class is going to be interesting because as Erik said the teacher is gregarious. If am not sure I spelt that correctly, but there it is. He likes to gesture a lot and at inappropriate moments.

Hmm thats all I got for now. Maybe Erik and I will hang out sometime and he can introduce me to some of his gay friends. I know I really shouldn't care if I know gay guys at the U, and all my friends don't have to be gay. But its nice to be able to hang out with people who are like me.

I also think that I should have some kind of catchy out phrase. You know like Ryan Seacrest has "Ryan Out" Maybe I could find one as well. But then again that would be kind of lame so never mind.

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Last night I spent a night out on the town. It was pretty nice to go out and be somewhat social. Me and a couple of friends went over to the 90's to watch the show, one of them was a striaght boy which was just wierd for me to be taken a striaght boy to the gay club. I know they go there but one went there with me.

Anyway we watched some of the show and did the dancing thing in the retro room in theb ack on the first floor. Although I wonder if we can even call it the retro room anymore last night they played the Britney Spears song Toxic like three times in a row. Well it was more of a remix, and man it wore me out because I told my friends we would stop as soon as the song ended, AND IT NEVER DID. It reminded me of a scene in the Disney movie Hocus Pocus when Bette Midler cast a spell on the adults so that they would "Dance Dance Dance until you die. MUUUAAAHAHAHAHAH"

Lets see who did we see last night. Well my friend Josh looked nice as always, that tan bastard. I met Josh's boyfriends best friend and he was there with this guy who also goes to school at the U of M. His name is Mike and I have talked to him online met him like once or twice and he seemed like he would be a really good friend, but then he just stopped calling me. I understand if your busy with school, but you can still find the time to call me back. Anyways so Josh and I were dancing and Mike turns to one of his friends and turns his back towards me and starts talking to his friend about me. I know you may be thinking hey dude your paranoid, but his friend was looking right at me and giving a wierd look.

Message to MIKE: WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM, WHAT DID I DO TO YOU? NOTHING.... GET OVER YOURSELF, AND GROW UP...

I also saw this guy Justin who I met at this guy Dallas's 21st birthday party. Dallas is a really good guy. Anyway this Justin guy also goes to the U of M I believe he may be a year younger then I am, and he is really cute. So it just so happens that we ended up dancing right next to eachother.

This other guy who I kind of thought was cute before, because he has this really nice smile was there as well. Again he goes the the U, his name is Dave. He is really tall and skinny, anyway I think the attraction pretty much ended when he went up for fish bowl. Fish Bowl, if you don't already know is an audiance participation thing at the end of the drag show. Guys and Girls can both go up and the Guys are supposed to strip down to thier underware and they all dance around and they get tips from other audiance members. Dave had some cute underware, but I don't know if I would ever want to be with someone who goes up to do fish bowl. As friends it ok, but otherwise no thanks. I didn't used to think fish bowl was that gross but yesterday night we had a front row seat. FISH BOWL IS GROSS.

Its too bad I don't know anyone who goes to my school. Because all the gay guys at my school seem to know eachother. i don't know any of them. When my picture was on Hot or Not I would match with one of them and then like two days later they deleted the match. What the fuck. Here is mu ultimate plane. This summer work out, get a nicer body. Then around my birthday go and get my hair cut, and some new clothes. Then go out to different places so that all these people who think they are too good for me can eat thier heart out.

Why is it that some people believe they are too good for others. I try to keep an open mind when it comes to different people, i honestly try to see the good in everyone. Why do people have to treat others like shit? I am a big beleiver in karma and so the way these guys treat people will come back at them. I beleieve it is a lyric in a fat boy slim song. "You only get what you give"

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Yesterday night in order to curb my boredom I called a few of my friends. Jenny and Ananda. I could not get ahold of Ananda but Jenny and I decided we were going to go Uptown and get some coffee.

When my friends and I go out for coffee there is no question about where we are going, Uncommon Grounds. Uncommon Grounds is a really cute coffee house in the Uptown area off of Hennepin and 28th. When I say house I do mean house. The house was remodeld to become a coffee house, the upstairs is the smoking section where my friends and I have our own table. (Yes I smoke, I am trying to quit and doing a pretty damn good job of it) The downstairs is the romantic area with candle lit tables, fake plants, and things on the wall. They also have really cute booths to sit in on the first floor. It is because of the first floor that Uncommon Grounds won an award for the "Most Romantic Coffee Bar" or something like that.

At this point you may be wondering why I call this entry uncommon occurances. Well I call it that not only because the name of the coffee house is uncommon grounds, but also because I was there on Friday night, I was there last night, and what do you know I have plans to go there tonight before I head off to the 90's.

When I turn 21 I hope to add a little variety to my life. I will make a list of places I want to go, either restaurants coffee bars, or just bars and as I go to each place I can cross it off my list. That should keep my busy for at least a year.

Anyway as usuall at uncommon there are some good looking guys that show up. Of course I am gonna look at them, but the only problem is none of them are gay. Yes, I could go to Veras which is the gay coffee house in the Uptown area, however thier coffee is not as good, and like the clubs going there gets old and its always the same crowd.

I dunno if you are ever in the area stop by Uncommon Grounds if you haven't yet done so. Order thier Chai tea, and I promise you will not be dissapointed.

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The day started out pretty good today. It was beautiful outside so I spent a little time down by the apartment complex pool. Maybe a little too much time though I look like a cute little lobster.

Right now I am watching the Men's diving Olympic trials...A bunch of men with hot bodies and tiny skimpy spedos jumping of a really high platform and getting all wet..Whats not to like. Well there are two things that are ruining this for me right now. Thing number 1, there are two 14 year old boys competing. And the second being its Saturday night and this is perhaps the most exciting thing I have to talk about.

Let me tell you why I am concerned about these 14 year olds competing in Olympic trials. Well really there is nothing wrong with them getting this far, but I do not believe that these YOUNG BOYS should not go onto the Olympics because they are far too innocent.

I beleieve that it would be like young child stars. After one of these 14 year olds goes to the Olympics they quickly become famous. When the time comes again they need to defend their Olympic status, if they are unable to their career is basically over. People will forget about them. They will loose thier fame as quickly as they obtained it. They will wonder why no one loves them or cares for them anymore becoming incredibly depressed, and will turn to drugs, alcohol, or suicied to get thier attention back.

Ok boys so lets leave the Olympics to the men. It may seem like it is dampening you dreams, but hey fuck you your 14 freaking years old. The next time the Olympics come around you will be 18, and after that you will be 22! Why are kids in such a hurry to grow up?

Today you can see 10 year olds walking down the street in makeup and hoochie mama clothes. 11 year old girls going to weight watchers because they really need to be concerned with thier wieght. A worry that was previously reserved only for adults. We see 9 year old boys lifting wieghts, which it is proven is very bad for thier growth. Children should not lift wieghts untill they reach puberty when muscle growth is important. Lets worry about growing to be over 5'4" first.

I realise I have written far too much so I am gonna go try and do something different at the moment. This has probably been a pretty boring entry, but if you read through the whole thing, good for you!! I love you!!

Going to get coffee tomorrow night and then off to the 90's with some people from my American Sign Language class. Maybe I will have something interesting to comment on tomorrow.

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I almost forgot my 21st birthday is in exactly one month...I expect you all to get me something really nice...Like a shot!!

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Ok so as of a couple days ago I had my picture on the hot or not web page. I had it on there in order to meet new friends, specially ones who go to my school. Cause I don't really know anyone here so those people who go to my school who looked cool were the ones I would click yes to. Anyways there is this one guy who has clicked yes to my profile a couple times now and every time he does I also click yes. However either a couple hours later or a day later he deletes the match, which is fine if you do it once. This guy has done the same thing three times now!!! So this last time I decided ok before he deletes the match again I am gonna send him an e-mail to let him know how to get ahold of me so I did. The next day he deleted the match.

So i took my picture off the site becuase I am sick and tired of the games everyone plays on there, specially that one guy in particular. If you don't want to match with me don't fucking click yes in the first place.

Ok so that is my first "bitch" kind of a lame one, but it is something that really bothers me. Anyway if this guy happens to be reading this you know who you are. Here is a little message for you. "Don't burn bridges before they are even built"

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I think this would be a great time to tell everyone a little bit about myself. I am currently 20 years old, my birthday is in a month (July, 12) I cannot wait this is the big one. probably the last birthday I will ever look forward to.

Anyways I am also a student at the U of M majoring in Communication Studies. I believe I have about a year and a half left. After college I plan on moving somewhere out of this state..It is way too cold here in the winter, and I don't believe that there is anything keeping me here. After graduation I would like to get a job in Event Planning somewhere. I guess if that happens to be here in MN that would be ok.

In my spare time, wait what am I talking about! I'm a college student I never have spare time. Well if I had spare time I would enjoy going out with my friends to Uncommon Grounds, my favorite coffee house in the Uptown area. I also love music. I like listening to music, going to concerts, playing music (I recently learned how to play the guitar), and I even write music.

I currently have a job waiting tables at a restaurant in Eagan, which is where I live. For those of you who do not know Eagan is a suburb south of St. Paul. I live there in an apartment with my Mom. Actually she is moving out very shortly because she got a new job in Arizona.

I guess there is one more thing I should tell all my readers out there as well. Seeing as how you will all idolize me shortly. I am gay. Hence the title of this diary/journal being "The Diary of Dan Frank; The Story of a Not So Common Moe" Moe meaning HOMO...I did add an E because I was unsure how I should be spelling it.

So along with the gay thing I have been in 2 relationships that I would concider serious. The first one was when I was graduating high school and lasted about 3 months. The second relationship eneded about a year ago and lasted about 8 months. I am sure that somewhere in here I will write more information on these relationships, but this journal will mainly be about who I am now, not who I was then.

With that said I think I should end this entry before it gets any longer

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I'm not sure how this works, but this first entry is just a picture of me. This is an old picture, but it is the most recent. Be forwarned this journal will be a place, no a holy ground for with which I will bitch about anything and everything that is bothering me. Thanks and Enjoy

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