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It all started a long, long time ago, on a cold winters night. The wind was blowing, and the snow was falling fiercely to the ground. That day was very special. That was the day I was born. Now I could bore you with the rest of the details but I will just skip through a few years to present day. Anyway what makes you think that I should share my entire life story with you?

I was working for a medium size western and work retailer, lasted about 6 years. I was the computer guy, that did a lot of other things too. I really don't know how to describe what all I did. But now I am working for Wal-Mart, yes I know what you are thinking. I am trying to adjust to big retailer life as an "associate" in the Electronics department. I am also trying to start my own business as a computer repair technician and a web designer.

I went to college for Computer Science and Psychology. Plus some Communications thrown in there for good measure. I love communications. I love designing print ads, and writing radio and TV spots. My other love is computers. Fortunately these two fields usually overlap in one way or another. If you think about it what doesn't overlap with computers anymore?

One thing that you might have noticed about my site is that it is full of half naked guys and text discussing gay and lesbian issues. The reason for this (if it wasn't already obvious) is that I'm gay. And yes, I'm proud of it. Many of my friends asked me "when I became gay", or what made me "that way." I can honestly say that nothing has "made me" anyway. I have always been gay, and I always will be gay. For a long time I denied that I was gay to myself. I was so good at this denial that I had actually convinced everyone around me that I was not gay. But not just straight, they thought I was some type of "Man's, Man." I always had girl friends. Most of which I did nothing with (sexually) or hated myself when I did do something. I might have physically been with a woman, but mentally I was else where. I'm still in the process of "coming out" to the world. My immediate family knows, but beyond that they are all still clueless. Most of my friends know. I mean don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to hide it anymore. Just it's not usually the topic of concern when we are all together. Really can you imagine seeing a friend that you have not seen for a few years. You embrace, say your hello's, I've missed you's, and then say "Oh! By the way I'm gay!" It's not the best way to open conversation. I'm not ashamed, just some people don't have as great of a need to know (in my opinion).

December 15th, 2000 is a very special date to me. This is the date that my doctors finally told me that I was cured of my cancer. To get the great seal of health stamped on your ass you have to have been done with chemotherapy for five years. My cancer has done many things for me and to me. I have done certain things that I never would have if I had not gotten sick. I have meet more interesting and caring people than I ever thought existed since I was diagnosed. I have also gone through a lot that no human should ever have to have done to them, or happen to them. Even though I missed my high school years, I feel that I got more out of what I did do. I feel that I'm better prepared for the world than any class could ever teach.

Through it all I'm still like everyone else (sort of). I'm looking for someone to love and who loves me. Someone to eventually settle down with, and maybe adopt some kids who are in need of a loving set of parents. I'm looking for joy out of the little things. I'm looking for a long healthy life. I'm looking for life liberty and the pursuit of happiness (isn't everyone?). Like Martin Luther King, Jr. once said, "I have a dream..."