In Love

Hey there duckies!  I'm sure all is well on your end...and if things aren't just know that everything will be in time.

Loves, I am so in love...with my job.  I know it's only been a week (and it's only training/orientation) but I absolutely love working at Bed Bath & Beyond.  Tomorrow will be my first day in my actual department--Bridal Registry--and I'm so excited.  My direct manager seems so fun and I feel like we're going to have a great time working together.  I think I'm an invaluable employee because I always put 100% into every task given, if it's just doing something on Microsoft Excel.

Oh! You know how every job comes with a manual about your company, covering topics like sexual harassment, fraternizing, and other important matters?  Well I read the entire manual and I found out something interesting.

I discovered that since I am now an employee of the company and that I mention the company in my blog, I must make a disclaimer.  Well, here is my official disclaimer as a Bed Bath and Beyond employee.

I, Antoine Gardner, an employee of Bed Bath and Beyond, as of March 18, 2013, hereby inform the readers of this blog that I am expressing only my opinion and no one else's on this social media platform.  I will not post confidential matters about my employer on this platform and everything posted here is solely my opinion and my opinion alone.  Thank you.

Anyway, now that that's taken care of let's get to something juicy.  Remember the hottie I was talking about last time?

Well he's just a great guy.  He's too young for my liking, meaning we can't even legally go out for drinks, but he seems like a real cool dude.  I would definitely enjoy being his friend outside of work, as well as being a cordial co-worker.  In addition, there's tons of eye candy at my store anyway to keep my entertained...but I will NEVER approach someone about pursuing a romantic/intimate relationship and/or fling because I don't fuck where I eat, for the most part.

I think I'm going to really enjoy this job because the people at my job are in my age bracket, for the most part, so I'll be able to converse and relate to them.  At my other jobs people were usually older than me and all they wanted to talk about was my youthful and crazy life or something old people talk about, like retirement, children, and their dislike of Lady Gaga.

In other news, I've developed a slight crush on someone and recently exchanged numbers with them.  He is so dreamy.

He's a "friend of a friend" and right when I met him I had a feeling he was a person that listened to "my kind of music."  We exchanged numbers and one day we both got really intoxicated--well, I can't speak for him; I know I was--and I shot him some texts telling him that I found him extremely attractive.  And guess what he said?  "Wow, thank you.  I think you're very handsome and you have a pretty smile."

Do you know how quickly my jaw dropped and how fast my face turned red?  Thank God he wasn't standing in front of me.  I probably would have tried to steal a kiss.  The fact that this dude even uttered those words, even if they were just friendly and platonic made me feel so...noticed.  He's one of those people who is as beautiful outside as they are inside, as far as I know.

Anywho, we kept conversing via text and then I asked if he was single.  He told me he was currently trying to get out of a relationship that wasn't working out anymore.

I feel a bit indifferent about this update because four things could happen:

1) He could hash things out with his significant other and they could get back with each other;

2) He could end things with his partner and he could just want to be single for awhile;

3) He could terminate the relationship and make me his rebound;

4) He could end things with his dude and end up not wanting to be with me.

Although, I wouldn't mind dating him as soon as he's available, I wouldn't want to pressure him into anything.  I'm not that kind of dude.  But I wouldn't mind getting to know him.  He seems like such a sweet guy and whatever choice he makes would be cool.  I mean, just being friends with him would even tickle my fancy.  Do you know how hard it is to find real gay friends in the city without them trying to fuck you?  It's damn near impossible.

But regardless of what happens, I'm just going to focus on me.  I've been trying to find a stable job and now I have it.  It's time to keep this job so I can attain my next goal, which is to move out...AND NEVER COME BACK!

(Okay, I mean never come back in regards to me starting my true independence.  I didn't mean I wouldn't come back to visit. I love my family!)

(The above picture isn't my family--obviously--but you get the point.)

Have you guys heard Justin Timberlake's new album?! Oh-my-Jesus-on-a-bicycle!

(I can't believe I found an image of Jesus on a bicycle.  The Internet, i swear.)

Anyway, back to JT's album!

"The 20/20 Experience" is a divine masterpiece.  I am proud to say that I am a Justin Timberlake fan because his musicianship has really matured and this album really showcases his vocal talents and musicality.  I was floored at how wonderfully every song flowed into the next.  (I'm currently listening to it right now actually.  I can't stop!)  He only has a total of 10 songs on his album, including his first single off the album "Suit & Tie," but the album is over an hour long.  The average length of a song has to be around 7 minutes but it doesn't feel like that at all.  Justin Timberlake has truly come back to the relevancy of chart-topping hits once again, like he never missed a beat.

Oh! I keep forgetting to mention this duckies.  I have an Instagram account and you should follow me.  I mean everyone in their right mind should.  My Instagram handle/username is Antoinelikesbeer.  (Click here or any mention of Instagram on this page to go to my profile to follow me.) I mean, if you know me, you know I love beer, especially Sapporo.

I think it's time for a new Word of the Week.

This Word of the Week is actually an acronym.

D.I.T.Y. (pronounced "dih-tee"): Did It To Yourself; getting yourself into a situation knowingly; not minding one's business; being nosy.

Ex: "Tommy, you got arrested because you were stupid enough to smoke a joint in front of your building and not inside like a smart person. You d.i.t.y.!"

Now for some Words of Wisdom:

"Most people talk about doing something with their lives, only to watch it without trying to change it for the better.   How do you expect to stand out and progress if you're sitting down?  Take charge of every situation you're in and make sure to tweak it so you end as the winner in every situation.  If you don't come out as the winner get off the floor, dust yourself off, and try again.  This is your life."

Okay my loves. I hope you all have a wonderful week and sexy weekend.

I love you for reading.

-Gabriel Anderson

Time to Dream Seriosuly

Good morning duckies!

Today is my second official day of my summer internship with HarperCollins Publishers and I'm so glad to be here again.

(Technically today would be my third day if I had come into work yesterday. I woke up with a head-cracking sinus headache and a stomach potent with nausea...could you imagine working under those conditions?

Wooohuh! I think not!)

Anywho, it's raining today but I'm not going to let it spoil my magical Thursday.

Speaking of magical days, I've realized that this is my last carefree summer.

Since I'll be a Senior in college this upcoming Fall, this is my last summer of childhood. Next summer I'll be thinking about career moves instead of studying the moves of Ken from Street Fighter 4 for PS3.

Yes, I am 20 but I still live at home and I don't pay any bills. But I'm not looking at this summer as the last season before my "impending doom." Growing up isn't a bad thing: it can be scary but it's inevitable. Recently, for some strange reason my thoughts have been scrambling about and I find myself--at least once a day--asking myself if I'm ready for the real world.

Sometimes I'm unsure but that's okay. I don't know where I'm going to end up after college but I do know this:

I am a dreamer and a thinker. I am a person who can see the Sun waiting behind storm clouds. I will do whatever it takes to show the world my worth and I am not afraid to go it alone.

I am Gabriel, watch me live!

With that being said, I am currently single and I am ready to find me a SummerBoy.

A Summerboy is a boy you only date for the summer (duh!). The relationship between you and the Summerboy may drag on into the Fall...but it rarely works out. He is just a summer fling.

Last year I started a relationship with this kid named Jamal. He was incredibly sexy: beautiful eyes, luscious lips, body of a Greek God, brains of a wizard, sex-drive of a lion, and words sweeter than any August strawberry. We became an item within the first few days of meeting--which could have been the source of our downfall--and dated from July to October. Everything was simple and fun. He met my family and he even came to my 20th birthday dinner at Carmine's, my favorite Italian restaurant!

I soon found out that Jamal was clinically insane. When I went back to school, this past Fall, he kept calling me nonstop. It wasn't the typical "1 to 3 calls and then I'm going to wait for you to call me back." I remember seeing 10 back-to-back missed calls and each call was made every 2 minutes.

I was in dance practice, creating a routine for my school's annual pep rally "Midnight Mania" so I couldn't pick up my phone. But when I did pick up, he was vicious.

(I won't go into details but he was flat-out rude.)

But yeah...I need a new Summerboy.

Speaking of summer, my birthday is 2 months and a day away: August 19th! Remember those lavish plans I blogged about having in mind for my birthday? I'm over it lol. I just want something simple. I would like to have a birthday dinner in my backyard with my close New York friends and family, in the early evening.

Then I would like to proceed (via limousine or party bus) to a chic bar/club--where everyone else who wants to party with me can join--to dance and drink the night away.

Then I'd like to end the night at a strip club. (I've never been to one. I'm curious.)

I just want my 21st to be glamorously simple, yet eventful.

OH! I have some breaking news.

I've been thinking about sexuality, the stigmas and the connotations, and I've realized that I've been limiting myself of true pleasure by not "taking it further" with female partners. I've given males twenty years so I think it only seems fair to give females a try.

Starting today, I'm taking the Gaga pledge. (I just made it up!)

I shall not deny female partners my sexual company any longer. I'm going to test-run this bisexual business and see where it goes. Of course my standards will still be in play so all the ugly ducklings need not apply lol.

Woooohuh!

Sexuality is just a label. Sex is expression summoned from the contact between two or more persons. Sex is fun. Sex can be rough (love it) but sex is meant to be a mutually pleasurable experience. Other than vaginas, maybe females have something that guys don't quite possess.

It's time for some "Words of Wisdom."

"When you label something, the label you give manifests itself into the idea of it's entitlement. And with entitlement comes biases. Try not to label things with set-in-stone parameters. Think of things as flexible entities because if you limit things, you limit yourself."

Okay duckies, I have four submissions I need to review before I leave today and I'm sure other assignments will come running to my desk.

I wish you the best of happiness. Stay true and tuned.

Live, love & Lady Gaga,

Gabriel Anderson

The Beauty and the Rar-Rar

Hello duckie. You're marvelous in every aspect of your life. And by the way, you're beautiful on the outside (as well as inside) because you know that's what people look at too. Wooooohuh!

In recent news, Dante transferred but we still converse over the phone and chat via AIM. He's such a great son-son and an awesome person all around.



He always tells me how his day goes and we help each other get through things that get us down. It's such a productive, family-like relationship. It's beautiful. (Miss you Dante!!!)

Anyway, I've been watching "True Life" recently and it made me so appreciative of my life. The people on the show are always going through the worst situations.



It's either their family doesn't support their lifestyle, they're on drugs or they're just genuinely fcuking up. It's so intense and raw. I'm so glad my family loves me, is supportive of everything I do and encourages me to follow my dreams. I love you guys soooo much. Plus I'm so grateful that I'm only addicted to shopping. I worship you VISA lol.

Speaking of shopaholics, I love meeting new people who are shopaholics and who share commonalities with you. It's so fascinating to meet people like that because when you're in a set clique you tend to forget about the outside world.



When you get the chance to meet other people, the world seems more connected and more accessible. This is why I have such big dreams...that I will achieve, soon. I love my life and you should love yours as well.

Speaking of loving, I am slowly falling in love with my suitemates Xbox360. I love that console. I know that if I purchase that console, I wouldn't leave my room. I would be a little robot; I'd do my homework so I could play the game all night.




I'd be a slave and I'd be cool with that lol.

Anyway, enough of my babble. Let's get to the quote of the day, Jan 29th:

"Never worry about stipulations when it comes to things you want to do. Do whatever you like, you live once. However, this doesn't give you the right to act without responsibility. Know your limit so you'll be able to do what you love forever."

Shout-out time!



Molly Red is one of my good friends and she recently got initiated into her dream sorority; go Molly Red! She is such a fabulous person and I think she's awesome at life. If you ever need help on how to rock at life, look at Molly Red because she is always on the ball. I love you Molly Red.

Okay I have a lot to do in the morning. I'll talk to you duckies tomorrow. I wish you all the best of happiness. Stay true.

Peace, love & Obama,
Gabriel Anderson

Congratulations, It's A (Couture) Girl

Hey duckies. I've come to realize a lot over the past couple days. I've discovered that my life is so eventful (even without me trying to liven it up). In addition to my life always being festive, I've come to the conclusion that my life is truly mine. I am going to live my life exactly the way I want. Others are in your life for a reason. Conversely, your life is yours to govern. Of course there's like the law to abide by (no offense criminals) but life is meant to be taken advantage of. With that being said I need to concentrate on the relationship with myself.



I, like Samantha Jones (from "Sex and the City"), like testing my options and being single is going to be my way of doing so. Devin and I have decided that we need to be best friends right now because I'm too busy for a relationship. When my life goals are fully developed...I'll find a cure for my SamanthaJonesitis lol. Oh! I have a new word of the week (well phrase to be exact.) The new "Word/Phrase of the Week" is:

Caffed Up: (meaning) heavily dependent and effected by significant amounts of alertness medication or "caffeinated" elements; totally obliterated.
Ex: "My day goes by so fast when I'm 'caffed up.'"

Speaking of caffed up I was so caffed up at my mom's best friend's baby shower today.


(This is not a picture of the actual baby shower. I just thought this picture was so cheesy and tacky lol.)

I took a 5-hour energy and a Red Bull...at the same time. I have no idea how I'm alive right now lol. Anyway the baby shower was so glamorous. My mother designed the whole thing with her "vision." She put up white and pink fabric with coordinated streamers, African-Wildfire Orchids (well that's how they looked), pearl tablecloths and everything else A-list. However, everything didn't go smooth while planning. Here's a video to show you the sass everyone had to deal with because Mommy had a "vision."



Yeah...talk about sass. But sass aside my Mom is a gem. The baby shower was a total hit and the sass was well-deserved lol. Joy (my mom's best friend and baby shower "it" girl) got soooooo much stuff. She got over $1,000 in cash, gift cards and tons of gifts. (When we brought all the stuff into her apartment's family room, we could barely walk without stepping over anything.) One of the gifts (courtesy of Gabriella) was a pair of pink baby Uggs. They were soooooo cute. Anywho, I was the baby shower's bartender so you know everyone was having a good time lol. After the shower, we started cleaning up and Gabriella & I came across some unattended balloons. (If you guys didn't know I used to be a helium junkie lol.) I recently taught Gabriella how to successfully obtain helium out of a balloon without popping it; watch the skills in this video!



...she's so precious.
Now watch what happens when an addict is given his drug of choice. Viewer beware lol.



I've made peace with the fact that I'm crazy and I wouldn't have it any other way. But enough about me, let's get to the quote of the day for January 11th:

"Friends are living, breathing extensions of your personality. Like your personality, friends are there 24/7. If you're friends only 'clock-in' (only) when its convenient to them, move on with your life; your personality will adjust."

I'd like to give a shout-out to a new blogger, a good friend of mine, Elle Fox. Her link is http://underratedchic.blogspot.com/. She's an A-list city girl with a life as entertaining as mine. Show her some love guys. With that being said, my energy supplements are wearing off so I'm going to hit the bed..literally lol. I wish you the best of happiness. Stay true duckies.

Peace, love & Obama,
Gabriel Anderson

2009: Off to A Great Start

Hello pretties. I thought it would take awhile for me to get back into the flow of blogging but I love talking about myself lol. More importantly, I like sharing my life with you beautiful creatures. Speaking of appreciating beauty I find myself becoming more and more emotional, as days go by.

I find myself crying at the end of every movie, even when the endings are completely predictable. The first time I remember crying at the end of a movie was "Dinosaurs." The next time I remember really crying was when I saw "Rent," but that's a given. But what's bad is one of my favorite movies "V for Vendetta," made me cry three times when I first saw it in theaters. Three frikkin times, I started crying; not like tearing-up but hysterical "I have a headache" type of crying. I've recently seen the movie "Seven Pounds" and I cried during the last thirty minutes of the movie...and it took me an extra twenty minutes to stop crying after the movie. My emotions tire me. But what doesn't tire me are Will Smith movies; more specifically the movie "Hancock."


This movie is a phenomenal depiction of the modern-day superhero. I find it weird that every superhero that we know (Superman, Wonder Woman, Spider-Man, Batman, Flash, etc.) automatically grasps the concept of accepting their fate as a superhero. "Hancock" shows the true story and struggle of a superhero that wishes to be human; a human without the responsibility of being the hero for every ill deed. Later on in the movie (of course) Hancock realizes that his job is to be the hero everyone needs. I wish I had a superhero to call.

On other topics, I just watched "This Christmas"

for the first time and I really enjoyed it. (Yes, I teared-up a little bit at the end. Movies just get to me.) What really made me like "This Christmas" was it was a stupendous showcase of A-A's (African-Americans). The usual stereotypes (drug dealing, overuse of slang, uneducated, broken families, fried chicken, etc.) weren't present; I'm glad the writers and director didn't indulge into the "dark side" of cinema, in this film. In addition, the dialogue was witty (at times) with its wordplay and innuendos. I love good dialogue.

In regards to good dialogue I've recently started (as in Dec. 31st) talking to this guy Christoph, who is super hot and is very intelligent. He wanted me to come over on the early morning of New Year's but I decided we should be good boys. (Did I really just type that in this blog? Wooooohuh!) I think he might be a good start for me in 2009. He seems responsible and funny...two things I look for in an interest.

Anyway, I didn't get to talk about my New Year's Resolution in my last post. My New Year's Resolution is to start this new diet. It's called "I'll-kill-myself-if-I-look-fat-in-my-21st-birthday-pictures" diet.

For the next eight months (starting tomorrow or course lol because I want some junk food) I'm going to bodysculpt and cut down on my portions. I'm going to be 345,565,564,321,678,787 times sexier than I am now. Aow! I can't wait for my 21st birthday...just how I can't wait to give you the quote for today, Jan 2nd:

"Family is our true support system. Without them as an emotional cushion, we can't survive in the world. Cherish your family and tell them you love them today. If it so happens that your family isn't the emotional cushion you need...start your own family; this is your life by the way."

With that being said, it's time for me to head to bed. I wish you the best of happiness. Stay true pretties.

Peace, love and Obama,

Gabriel Anderson