I’ve been trying for weeks to write this post. I can’t seem to even find a starting point. I’ve hit rock bottom. Really hit it hard. I don’t know what’s happening to me. How does a soul get so broken? When did my spirit and enthusiasm begin to die? I’m working with a counselor. I have to get through this. Damn it, I know I’m better than this. I know I can be stronger. ...

Just imagine living in the kingdom of Nathan Exposed… I was cautious about doing it, but I’ve rented out the two spare bedrooms in my house to roommates. By the way, I’ve never had roommates. Wearing clothes in the house has been an adjustment. I must confess that I have a habit of walking around in nothing but a t-shirt and a tiny pair of underwear. (Briefs, in case you were wondering… Something has to keep these low hangers in check.) I haven’t quite figured out my persona yet. What kind of roommate do I want to be? Hmmm… Actually, I’m a roommate ...

Show me your fangs Tell me something that’ll save me I need a man who makes me alright Tell me something that’ll change me I’m gonna love you with my hands tied Show me your teeth — Lady Gaga, “Teeth”

It was New Year’s Day of this year when I was first bitten. I remember the surge of pain in the side of my neck, immediately followed by a pleasure that shot through my whole body. I was shocked and pulled away in disbelief. “Did you just bite me?” I asked, a bit angrily. “Yes, did you like it?” he responded. I thought about it, hesitant at first, but realized ...

Well, not really a she-man, and not really in love, but I needed a catchy title… Anyway, a random thought popped into my head today. I was thinking about a girl I liked in 5th grade named Erin. She was Cherokee Indian and already had a mustache you could weave a winter jacket out of. We played during recess and always shared a bag of Fritos Chili Cheese chips. In retrospect, I probably just liked Erin because her facial hair made me think of boys. But I could really go for some chips right now. Mmmm… Okay, not all of my love stories ...

The text message caught me by surprise. I pulled out my phone to read:

I just want you to know that you are an amazing man, and I deeply value you and your friendship. Thank you for all that you have done for me.

When I saw his words, I was overcome with emotion as I felt the tears rise to the surface. I tried to hold back and keep myself together as I sat in the restaurant. My friend has been battling cancer for the second time in his life. I remember the phone call, just a little over 3 months ago, ...

Clearly I am in the minority with this boots craze. Everywhere I go, women have on boots. Short boots, tall boots, furry boots, hooker boots. You’d think we live in Alaska. But I do believe in democracy, so I guess the people have spoken. Nonetheless, I think this outfit has a whole lot of wrong. ...

I would like to say, for the record, that I detest the return of furry boots. It’s mostly girls, mostly tweens, but I see you guys out there with them too. The first question is… WHY? What is it about implied dead animal carcass that is so fashionable? I realize that times have shifted and the fur is fake now, but I still don’t like it. It looks weird… It reminds me of the ’80s, and I’ve been there once, thank you very much. Furry boots do not go with anything. I can’t think of one outfit in my closet that would make me ...

Negative equity is becoming all too common… A house was bought several years ago for X amount, but now the value is cut in half. There is no way the owner can sell it to pay off the loan, unless he has substantial equity already built up, so his only option is to foreclose. The damage it does to credit scores is immense. The prospect of getting another loan of any kind is shot for years to come. But more and more homeowners are weighing the options and deciding they’d rather get out of debt. I’ve often thought about this myself. I love ...

Okay, I can take a hint… Over the last year, a couple of people have complained that my blog had become all about men and my pursuit of love. Well, I have bad news for you… It’s going to continue. But if possible, I will try to throw in more posts about humor. The same people who complained told me they wished I wrote more posts that made them laugh, like I used to. So here goes… You’ll either laugh or turn away in horror. I haven’t shaved my ass in years. I do manscape, just because I think it’s important. I keep the ...

… to get some help. That’s what my best friend said to me on the phone today. I think she’s right. I am scared… wait… petrified of being cheated on again. 2 different men cheated on me last year, and it has really broken down my sense of trust for others. The first partner who cheated on me did it because he felt we’d lost our emotional connection after so many years together. It was painful, but in retrospect, wasn’t that shocking. I should have seen it coming. I’ve heard that cheating sometimes has nothing to do with sex at all. The second partner ...

I used to write about random, stupid crap on my blog, and apparently people liked it. So here goes… - One of the pipes that goes to my washing machine froze up, resulting in a flood. A cold, icy flood when I was barefoot. Love it. - I wore a balloon hat on New Year’s Eve. Photographic evidence attached. - My first attempt at baking a cake from scratch imploded, caught on fire, then crumbled. But it tastes damn delicious. - I sleep more and try to do less. Energy is totally overrated. - For 2010, I made a resolution to eat all the ...

Pardon me for a moment while I explore the intricacies of my own astrological sign, Scorpio. Books always say that I’m a sign of transformation. It’s true that during many points in my life, I’ve abruptly and without warning changed my entire lifestyle. Many people find that to be a hard pill to swallow, as change usually requires gradual transition. But for me, I’ve found myself capable of completely jumping into a new routine, as if a switch were turned on. When the new year began, I changed. It was completely intentional. All of the things that caused me trouble in my ...

Day 6 of the new year. No drama, no stress. Life is enjoyable. I’ve scaled back everything and gotten back to basics. I haven’t even been online much, except for work. One day at a time. ...

I’m so excited to tell you about this! I’ve written a guest post for my friend Chris of My 2 Cents and it will be going live on New Year’s Day. Let me give you some background on it. Chris has a column called “Ask Sofanda Cox.” (Say the name together… so-fond-a-cocks.) Sofanda is an… um… how do I put it… opinionated lady who gives advice to crazy questions. For my guest post, I created a column called “Ask Justin Yermouth.” Chris supplied the questions and I gave the answers. I really enjoyed it! Here is a sampling of what you can ...

Without question, 2009 has been the year of love for me. Everybody has their area of focus. Some people want social status, career success, financial gain… In my case, love has always been (and always will be) the center of my universe. Love is how I am nourished. It’s where I gain my inspiration, my happiness, my strength. I wasn’t meant to fly solo, and when I’m happy in love, I am truly capable of accomplishing anything I want. People who are close to me have witnessed it for themselves. I guess love is the fuel that keeps me going. I’m ...

It just hit me… The decade is almost over. It’s funny to say it, but I honestly didn’t realize it. With all the hustle and bustle of daily life, I was aware a new year was upon us, but just now absorbed the reality that it was the end of an era. I remember this period vividly from 10 years ago. I know what I was doing, where I was going, and what I had planned for my future. Now I’m left reflecting on it all. Some of it good, some of it bad, such is life. But I’m stunned. How do you ...

Just don’t ask where my right hand is… This is a story that demonstrates how completely different I have become. To this day, I maintain that I am a shy, introverted man. But over time, and in the last 6 months especially, I have worked very hard to break out of my shell. Deep down, there is a person with passion, excitement, and many things to contribute to the world. That seems to set the tone for the evening… Graham and I were invited to a friend’s 30th birthday party and it was masquerade themed. I wore a black and gold ...

And everything went from wrong to right And the stars came out to fill up the sky The music you were playing really blew my mind It was love at first sight - Kylie Minogue, “Love At First Sight”

Today is my one month anniversary with Graham. I feel like it’s an important milestone when any couple hits their first month marker together. Let’s face it… most of the people we meet don’t make it past two dates. That’s just how it goes. It’s the selection process and it’s how we decide who is the right one for us. So in that sense, the first month ...

So much can happen in 30 days. It’s mind boggling and crazy, but nothing short of amazing. I learn something new about life every day. Just a few highlights… - Fell in love with a man who has been there all along - Turned 28 and the earth did not stop spinning - Learned that an ex of mine is probably going to die from a terminal illness and am still not sure how to deal with it - Found God, or something like that As a new month begins, I look forward to the lessons and challenges I’ll face while ...

He knows how I like my tea in the morning. I know he can’t go to sleep without a glass of water on the nightstand. He knows I’m impressed when he can reference every song by Mariah. I know I can win his heart every time I quote lyrics by Kylie. He knows every spot where I’m ticklish. I know that paybacks are a bitch. He knows he can tell me anything and I’ll listen. I know he appreciates it when I open up and tell him my secrets. He knows I’ll write one more blog post before going out of town. I know ...