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Name: Jimmy Chen
Gender: Male
Interests: social justice, simplicity, originality, altruism, style, writing, entertaining, connecting with people, beauty in all forms, staying fit, spirituality, carpe diem, passion, etc.
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AIM:  gimme more jimmy
Member Since:
4/16/2003
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| Imagine losing your home, then your freedom for the Olympics 
Dear Jim, While you and I are watching the Beijing Olympics in August, Ye Guozhu and thousands of other Chinese are going to be sitting in prison, locked up for peacefully protesting government policies. You can help Amnesty International USA focus world attention on these prisoners of conscience, not just the star athletes and thrilling competition, with your donation to our China Olympics Legacy Campaign. 
First, let me tell you about Ye Guozhu and his family, who were evicted from their home and restaurant in 2003, which were razed to make way for the Beijing Summer Olympics. Three days after he requested permission to hold a public demonstration against the forced evictions, Ye Guozhu was arrested. He was convicted of "stirring up trouble" and sentenced to four years in prison. In jail, he has reportedly been beaten, subjected to electro-shocks, and forced to hang from his arms for extended periods. These next few weeks are crucial for our China Olympics Legacy Campaign. With your gift today, we will: - Press U.S. officials to call for the release of peaceful human rights defenders like Ye Guozhu and others when meeting with Chinese officials during the Games
- Provide American athletes with toolkits to help them speak up - if they choose - about Chinese prisoners of conscience and the government's human rights record
- Encourage corporate sponsors such as Coca-Cola and McDonald's to use their influence to call for an end to ongoing abuses
While we're watching the Olympic Games on TV, many Chinese citizens are unable to speak out for basic human rights without the risk of persecution and prison. That means you and I must speak out on their behalf. Please make a tax-deductible contribution to help Amnesty draw worldwide attention to the plight of Ye Guozhu and so many others like him. Together, you and I can send a message that everyone is entitled to human rights, whether they're a gold-medal-winning athlete or an ordinary Chinese citizen. Sincerely, Larry Cox
Executive Director
Amnesty International USA © Copyright 2008 | Amnesty International USA
5 Penn Plaza | New York, NY 10001 | 212.807.8400 - Jimmy Chen | | |
| What's that white stuff on your nose, my dear?
What a crazy week it's been:
Sunday: Ketchup
Monday: Mustache Mondays @ Club 740
Tuesday: Beige
Wednesday: Fiesta
Thursday: The Lounge
Friday: Shopping, then Rage/Fiesta/Trunks/Motherload/Abbey/the Factory
Saturday: House party in Long Beach
Sunday: Beached, then Area
Tonight: Citizen Smith, then Mustache Mondays
Tomorrow: Seek @ Hyde (come join us!)
My mother is leaving for Taiwan on Saturday. She's going for two weeks so I'll be up North next week to take her place. She sounded sad over the phone when she called me today. I think she feels guilty for going without my dad.
By the way, I have a phone now. Please resume all your loving texts/calls.
Everyone thinks they look good when they go out to the club. If that's the case, why do you still see hot messes out and about? I'm sure people talk about my friends and me when we go out and how we're trannies, but the thing is they don't understand our level. If they could comprehend, they would appreciate.
I think the most popular people are the loneliest. They have a ton of friends, but at the end of the day, they have no one. A socialite's life is an act. It's all a game. It's all about how you dress, who you know, etc. It's a stupid game that we all play.
I don't know about you, but I let my clothes do the talking.
The deeper I dive into the industry, the more I encounter cocaine. On my outing Friday night, I ran into my friend who had a booth upstairs. Two seconds after hugging me, he took a black straw and snorted some powder out of a ziploc bag. He did this in plain view and no one cared.
Why is it that anybody who is somebody does it? They treat it like it's not a big deal, but it really is. It's a nasty drug and not only does it fuck your nose up, you can die from it. When I used to be a cokehead, hundreds of dollars of "yay" would go up my nose every month. One morning I overdosed and ended up in the hospital. I was strapped to a gurney and I remember the flashing red lights from the ambulance surrounded me as the paramedics carried me away. They put a tube up my dick and stuck an IV needle into my left arm. I remember my heart was beating so fast and hard it felt like it was going to explode into a million little pieces. Even at the hospital I could still feel the coke inside my lips, the numbing feeling that gave me bliss.
Because of that experience, I never did blow again. And if I ever did do it again, I know I would die doing it.
I'm not going to judge you if you do coke, just don't tell me about it or ask me where you can get some. I don't know how you can be forty and still snorting shit up your nose. I don't think it's a very glamorous drug. Marilyn Monroe didn't die from coke, neither did Anna Nicole or Heath Ledger. They all were victims of pills, pills, pills.
My ex-friend pops a lot of pills. Even though we're not friends anymore and he harasses me constantly, I still secretly worry about him. It's because I know that one day he'll die from his pill addiction and only a few people would care. He doesn't have many friends. All his friends he met through me.
I think people should be more open. Communication and honesty is important for us humans. When we talk a certain issue, we make it real. Everyone can relate to everyone; there's someone out there who's going to get you, who's been there. That is why I'm so damn honest in my blogs. I don't care if people judge me. They're not better than me no matter how hard they try to be. Where is your bravery? Don't be so closed up. Share your pain with the world.
And laugh more, girlfriend.
- Jimmy Chen
Ps. Henleys are the new v-necks. You read it here first. | | |
| Gimme "Jimmy Jimmy More.."  
- Jimmy Chen | | |
| Don't call me this weekend.. ..because I broke my phone. Don't text me either. But you can e-mail me if you want: GQGemini@gmail.com
I know I'm lame. Why do I have such bad luck with phones? God damnit. If you're not doing anything this Sunday, come to Will Rogers Beach (gay beach next to Santa Monica) for a day of fun in the sun. I'll be there with my gay posse. I hope to see you! I should have a phone by Monday. Please resume the texts/calls then. Jimmy Jimmy More
Jimmy More
Jimmy Jimmy More.. Ps. How much do you love the song that's playing on my blog right now? They played "All I Ever Wanted" tonight and I went ballistic. I was jumping so hard that I almost jumped out of my skinny black jeans. Imagine that! Pps. Last night my friend, Kyle, went up to Jackie Warner while she was at a hot dog cart. Without hesitation, he said to her, "Oh bitch, you shouldn't be getting that hot dog." She looked at him with shock and replied, "Actually, I've worked out hard enough." Then she stuffed her mouth with that hot dog and she did it so well I almost thought she was a gay man. But no, she is and will always be a prized pussy-eater. | | |
| Clap your hands if you're gay and you're proud! I just got back from Kyle's and I can't believe the sun's already coming up. As I was driving home on the 10, I noticed a lot of cars going the opposite direction towards downtown LA. It made me think how most people have jobs and how I don't have one. Most people live according to a set schedule but currently, my schedule centers around me. God, I love it. My life isn't normal, really. I live a fantasy life with a gay Asian twist. Sometimes it's really fabulous and extraordinary, sometimes it's really fun and sometimes, I ummmm.. feel guilty about it? Honestly, I can't complain. These past few weeks have been a blast. I realized I have friends in San Francisco and the bay area, in the Sacramento area and of course down here in LA. My friends are everywhere and wherever I go, they welcome me into their homes. So obviously I'm doing something right because how many people can say they have that kind of pull, that draw, that energy, that charisma, that zen? I know people are attracted to me and god knows it's not because of this face that's attached to my neck. I have this personality that's one-of-a-kind and unstoppable, just like an explosion, and it either brings a smile to your face or makes you want to kill yourself. I never thought I'd be who I am. When I was little, I actually just wanted to be someone who stood in the background. Dunno what happened! I should really start my documentary but things and people just keep popping up. I seem to always have something to do, some place to be.. is it all real? We went to Will Rogers a couple times this past weekend and it was so much fun. Both times we went, I decided to do a little show. As I held my friend's iPod speakers in front of my crotch and sang along to Katy Perry's "I Kissed a Girl," I also danced and humped everyone around me. Can you just imagine? It was a sight to be seen and if you missed both performances, then I am so sorry for you. Thewaterwasperfect. Weplayedvolleyball. Imetcoolpeople. Soakedintherays. Now I look Filipino. Even though I know I really can't complain about my life, I just get dramatic and hyper-emotional sometimes you know? I can't help it, I got it from my mama. When Gary and I were up North for SF Pride, she apparently ambushed Gary while I was at the dentist and asked him a gazillion questions about me. I guess she's very concerned about me even though she should have no reason to be. I am a good boy (I do no drugs and have sex with only myself!). Even though Gary told her that, I don't think she was persuaded. She actually asked Gary if he was gay and Gary said, "No." That, my friend, is the funniest thing I've ever heard in a long time. In case you don't know Gary, he is a tranny trapped in a body that happens to have a dick attached to it. And that is why I love him so. Love you, Gary! If Gary didn't speak Chinese, I'm sure she wouldn't have cornered him. Poor thing, I hope my mother didn't scare him too much. After the beach blowout on Sunday, we went to Ketchup for dinner. And somehow I ended up giving my number to our waiter. 
I guess my plate of Kobe beef sloppy Joe was just that good! ***** Speaking from experience, I don't think people appreciate us flamboyant gays enough. Even though I consider myself to be in between flamboyant and straight-acting, if I had to pick a side I would nosedive to the gayer side immediately because they have more of the fun. Straight-acting gays just don't get it; they simply don't understand what they're missing out on. One word: COLOR! Even if you don't think flamboyant gays have more fun, you can't disagree with me when I say they have paved the way for all gays with their tears and blood. Because of them just breathing, living their lives each day and being bombarded by the nasty homophobia that comes with the way they act, they give all queers visibility. (For every penny I've been gay bashed, I would probably be an entire dollar richer.) And let me tell you, some visibility is better than none at all. And in time, it will make our society accept gays and people will realize they have no choice but to embrace every one of us cock suckers and pussy eaters. And since "flamers" get so much more shit than the straight-acting gays, maybe they're aren't the "girly" ones after all because it takes a real man to show that he's not afraid to be proud of who he is. So the next time you see a proud and loud gay man, pat him on the back because he's making your life that much easier and, needless to say, a lot less boring. Who cares if someone is a "queen." Just let him be because he's probably not judging your straight-acting gay ass. Hell, he probably doesn't even know you take it up the butt. - Jimmy Chen | | |
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