For me, having insomnia just means I have a lot more time to peruse the MySpace pages belonging to crazy-in-love Clay Aiken fans.
Apparently, Clay is the greatest closested gay bestfriend crush EVER.
I really wish for these Claymates that all he wanted was to spoon girls and help them with their Calculus homework and sing little songs in their ears during the commercials of Ugly Betty and eat Sonic with them and then tell them how pretty and skinny they are.
And I am sure he does these things… and then meets up with his hot boy toys and gets lube-tastic.
The Claymates and their Myspace blogs do not care:
…it’s like Clay is speaking directly to us. He HAS given us everything he has, and that’s why this gay bs is so upsetting. I full heartedly believe he isn’t, but who cares?! I’m standing behind him, with not talking about it anymore. If people start making gay remarks, I’m not going to be defensive anymore. It’s what he wants. I will deffend his voice, his causes, everything he stands for, but not that.
I wonder if she will defend him when his cause becomes his right to marry another man.
Here is a prayer for Clay, taken from the above-quoted sweet and clueless Claymate’s MySpace blog:
Sunday, December 24, 2006
End of Tour Prayer for Clay
As found on CV
Dear God :
Also, God, please don’t let Clay like giving head.