The Ham has Turned
Not that you ever read this blog anymore, nor should you since I hardly ever post, but you all should pay close attention to this post.
So if you haven't heard by now, I AM leaving San Francisco. I miss my Blue Bell, my enchilades, my Whataburger. I miss my tan, my lake, and drinking beer in an inner tube floating down the river. I miss my 2 cases of champagne brunches, my bar-b-que ribs, and deer chili frito pie. So i'm embracing the 10,000 misquitoes, the 115 degree summers, and the evil god fearing baptists that will be there to greet me. I will love it when the seat belt gets so hot it turns into a branding iron. I will love sweat.
So, you should have figured out I'm moving back to Texas.
I have alwasy had a love/hate relationship with San Francisco. I do love it here, and I think within the next year I could have made a pretty good life here. But I'm needed at home, so I'm going.
Good bye MUNI, good bye quick jaunts to Sonoma, good bye Cav, and Hotel Biron. Good bye 500 club, good bye H&M, good bye Victoria Bakery.
I've learned a lot about myself here, and I'm taking that with me. So look out Texas, I'm on my way home.
xxoo
Kel
ps. I feel that with this change in my life, it's also time to end this blog. It's been a fun ride. Thanks for reading.
K
So if you haven't heard by now, I AM leaving San Francisco. I miss my Blue Bell, my enchilades, my Whataburger. I miss my tan, my lake, and drinking beer in an inner tube floating down the river. I miss my 2 cases of champagne brunches, my bar-b-que ribs, and deer chili frito pie. So i'm embracing the 10,000 misquitoes, the 115 degree summers, and the evil god fearing baptists that will be there to greet me. I will love it when the seat belt gets so hot it turns into a branding iron. I will love sweat.
So, you should have figured out I'm moving back to Texas.
I have alwasy had a love/hate relationship with San Francisco. I do love it here, and I think within the next year I could have made a pretty good life here. But I'm needed at home, so I'm going.
Good bye MUNI, good bye quick jaunts to Sonoma, good bye Cav, and Hotel Biron. Good bye 500 club, good bye H&M, good bye Victoria Bakery.
I've learned a lot about myself here, and I'm taking that with me. So look out Texas, I'm on my way home.
xxoo
Kel
ps. I feel that with this change in my life, it's also time to end this blog. It's been a fun ride. Thanks for reading.
K
posted by Kelicious at 7:23 PM
11 Comments:
ummm... if there is any reason to keep blogging, it would be for all the stories we can get out of Texas... so dont stop... keep us posted... and is this a ploy to move the Gay Blogger Summit to Texas??? Best of luck with the move...where have all my Kellys gone??? smooches
What?
1. I read your blog every day with angst for a new posting
2. You can always go back to SF and visit... just bring some of us with you!
3. Needed??? Mom ok? Dad???
4. Howdy Kel de TEXAS! Welcome back... btw, um.. when???
5. Please don't stop writing
and finally #6!
I'm so glad you'll be home soon!!!
Smoochos grassyass senor!!!
*Dances a little jig*
Good luck with the move, hon! Come visit SD when you visit CA again -- we've got some mega-champagne brunches down here, too!
Happy Turkey Day!!!
GOOD LUCK MISSY LALA!
Don't be retarded. It's just a blog, keep writing it.
When are you heading back to Tx? 'cause I came all this way too see some of my favorite bloggers!
Believe it or not, I've followed you since your first explosion of rage at SF. I'm glad to hear that you're going home. You really are a Texas boy and bless you for it.
goodbye porpoise spit!!!
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