Why is it that every single attempt in any format always falls apart?? I am cursed...
I need a hottie to sweep me off my feet and break the trend! How about this one:
Friday, May 30, 2008
Disappoint
Well, work sucked this week. An employee of mine quit. To move to Florida. The guy I had met on Manhunt never wrote back to my email asking about meeting up for dinner. I also included my phone number, and he didn't call. And I was reminded last night that the guy from Epic who took my number never called, either.
Why is it that every single attempt in any format always falls apart?? I am cursed...
I need a hottie to sweep me off my feet and break the trend! How about this one:
Why is it that every single attempt in any format always falls apart?? I am cursed...
I need a hottie to sweep me off my feet and break the trend! How about this one:
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Epic Weekend, Part Two
Friday night at the club was slow, again. Nothing exciting. Nobody exciting. Daemian is cutting back on hours, as is Carl. Adam quit. Next week's schedule has me on for Saturday, not Friday. I did say "one night a week" so he is keeping to that requirement. The needs have changed, tho, so I am more needed on Sat. No Gayme night this month for me...
But I didn't work Saturday this weekend, so I was able to meet up with Nish and PAR-TAYYYY! He picked me up Sat afternoon, and we headed into Boston. Met up with his friend Daniel, who I discovered is a kissy person with everyone. We had a quick dinner at CPK, then went to Fritz to watch - gag - basketball. Apparently there's like a championship or something going on, and the local team is doing well, or something like that. My take on it was "the Detroit players are cuter than the Boston ones". Fritz is also not my normal type of crowd, but there were a couple cute guys there. One latino-looking one showed up. Nish was sure the guy is a bottom, so he became known as Latino Bottom. Mateus also showed up, was hanging out with some flabby older white guy. I said hello, then ignored him.
When the game ended we headed over to the Roxy, for another night at Epic. Had another great night. Good dancing, cute guys. I saw Mateus again, but he was with a hunky younger white guy this time, and they were kinda making out. So, I didn't bother saying hello. Latino Bottom was there, too. I had a chance to say hello. He just gave me this Weird look. He kept looking at me throughout the night, but it was always these strange, confused looks. Nish noticed them, as well, and we were both perplexed as to what he was thinking. There was also this tall broad-shouldered muscley black guy on the dance floor that I tried being flirty with, but he didn't respond. Later, Nish's friends Dennison and Manny showed up. Turns out Manny is friends with hunky black guy, so I mentioned I thought he was hot. Turns out, he is from NYC and has a BF. Typical. Then met up with Jean Louis. Dennison's housemate / landlord. Jean tried to 'introduce' me to a friend of his, but I wasn't interested in that one. Another tall muscley black guy on the other side of the club turned out to be Jean's friend, too, but he was not interested in me. A latino-ish friend of his, though, was, and took my number. Said his name was Juno, and was going to call on Sunday. Still have not heard from him. He was dancing with a third tall muscley black guy that I liked, and this seemed to be tossing glances my way, but it ended up being too late, and we all left. If Juno remembers who that is in his phone, I may meet them again sometime.
Nish's semi-broken-up BF Mark was there with his friend Chuck and some girl he knows. Mark ended up leaving early so she could go home, but Nish was rather nervous about bumping into Mark. I told him say-hello: yes, hug-hello: yes, make-out-with: no, have-sex-with: no, dilemmas solved, stop obsessing. He followed all the advice except the stop obsessing one.
After Epic, Dennison came along with Nish and I to Rise. We bumped into Chuck, and even saw Latino Bottom. I waved hello, and he gave me a weird look and walked away. I do not know if he was on something, but he was WAY beyond mixed signals, into the pure static category. There was also this hunky 40-ish businessman type there, who also was ripped and cute and hot when he pulled off his shirt, and there with like 5 other late 30's to 40 ripped hot guys. They were all white boys. I seem to be one of the few that ends up in mixed crowds all the time. But 40-ish businessman guy was a total dead ringer for the sales guy at work that I totally have a crush on. I've never seen the sales guy shirtless, but they are about the same height and build, and have the exact same face and hair (that I could tell in the fairly dim-lit club). I doubt it was him, but next time I see the sales, maybe he'll ask if I was in Boston last weekend...
At one point I sat next to Dennison, and we kind of rubbed legs against each other. Nish has suggested getting the two of us together in the past, which I have been a little hesitant about. I was not sure why, but he just didn't spark my interest. Muscley black guy - should be my type, but wasn't working for me. I did realize why - over the course of the weekend. He is out of my league, and intimidates me. For purely physical reasons. Works out a lot, and eats well, and has like 0.002% body fat. I'm probably pushing 15% right now. ("Need to lose 10 pounds" has been uttered for so long now it's more of a background music.) He has no problem taking off his shirt in public. I would never...
But, we were sitting on the couch at Rise, and Nish stops by to inform us that he will be over in the lounge dance area with Chuck. As soon as he disappears around the corner, Dennison asks if I want to go upstairs to dance (the thump-thump-thump dance floor). I, of course, say yes. As soon as we get on the dance floor, he grabs me, pulls me in, and we do more of a coupley grindy cheek-to-cheek dancing. He has an ass like rock. Literally, like rock. It was tight and round and very very firm. Touching his body just made me more self-conscious, but he was holding me, and didn't seem to convulse or retch at any point.
All of a sudden, I notice Chuck and Nish are dancing behind us. Now I also felt awkward. Like we were doing something "wrong" or that Nish would be offended. I don't know, I overthink everything. So, we eventually drifted a little apart into more typical stances. Nobody said anything though. We left somewhere around 4:15, and went to Dennison's place to crash. Nish pulled an aerobed out his trunk, and inflated that. On the drive into Boston, it sounded like Nish was offering me the aerobed, but once we got to that point, he kind of quickly said he'd sleep on the aerobed and let me sleep in Dennison's bed. Well, I slept under different covers than he did, so we never even touched (he has a full, which was a little cramped). Nish was sleeping at the foot of the bed, so nothing would have ever happened anyway, but I was not sure what all the "signals" of the evening were pointing to.
In the morning, Dennison made breakfast (veggie omelette and sourdough toast, with yogurt, fresh fruit, and cooked oatmeal - I passed on the oatmeal, mostly because there was plenty else to eat), we chatted with Jean briefly as he whirlwinded his way out to the door to go to NYC. Then we each got ready, and headed to Providence. Bummed around for a while, had dinner (Cheesecake Factory - no dessert), then went to Dennison's friend Arren's place. Chilled there, for a while, washed up and changed. They turned on basketball again. This time it was west coast teams. My take was "San Antonio has cuter players than LA". Arren and his BF Jim have this HUGE gorgeous house. The bathroom is about the size of my condo. There is a shower, and a separate tub. The tub had it's own stage, and was backlit. Very gay. In the Better Homes and Gardens kind of way. Arren and Dennison went to pick up his friend Christian, while Nish and I visited with Jim. Jim opened a bottle of prosecco, the boys arrived, we chatted a little more, then headed out to the Military Ball at Therapy.
Arren is Cambodian, and built like a martial arts film star. Christian is El Salvadoran, and quite cute. Jim stayed home, so it was just the five of us. We were the UN delegation at the Military Ball... Walk in, and see Latino Bottom! Again, I said hello, he gave me a Weird look, and then I just basically ignored him all night. There were a lot of hot guys there. A good number of military outfits, but mostly camo cargo shorts and tanks. Arren was being rather flirty with me, which again, I was surprised by, and self-conscious of. He was more in the 1% body fat range, not quite as sharp as Dennison, but very cover-model, with a shaved head and really cute. We were sitting on the couch at one point, and he was a little touchy. He liked my nose, and even grabbed my arm. I quickly pointed out my arms were not nearly as nice as his, but he was still appreciative, and said I should give him a call to hang out in Providence sometime. I know Nish has his number, but he didn't actually give it to me, so I'm just assuming he was being flirty for the fun of it. Dennison had been less aggressive than the night before, but still grabbed me to dance with him a few times. At one point I sat next to him, and put my arm on his leg, but he was rather unresponsive. But when I was sitting with Arren, he came up. I smiled at him, and he just kind of looked at me, then at Arren, then walked away. He told Nish he made out with some guy in the back corner. I was just chatting with Arren, and didn't think anything of it - he is taken, and also out of my league - but Dennison's reaction just seemed a little jealous.
Again, it was around 4:15 when we left. I made a light-hearted offer to let Dennison stay at my place (in reference to avoiding Nish's cat), and then let it drift on its own. When we got back, and Nish dropped me off, Dennison gave me a kiss good-night (it was dawn already, but you know), and they left.
I got some sleep, woke up, ran to the store, got some supplies, and tossed together a quick chocolate-cherry cheesecake. Eddie came over, and we headed to Lady Sabrina's for a cook-out. Lady S was also having a birthday this weekend, so the BF was trying to throw a surprise party, but it kind of fell apart, and Troy (Sabrina's public alter ego) found out. There was a ton of food, and a yummy birthday cake. The family and the gays kind of self-segregated, but it was still a fun time. One of the queenie little twinks grabbed one of the straight women's phone when it chirped, and ended up have a rather raunchy phone-sex conversation with the woman's dad. That ended up being too much fun, so they called her brother and repeated the performance. It was hysterically funny, but a little twisted. Her mother was there with her, and they both thought it was funny. The brother admitted to trying to have drunken sex with the sister once. Yeah, maybe more than a little twisted. Sabrina is a huge Wonder Woman fan. Has lots of art and collectibles. Some of them were truly impressive. Has an outfit, too, though he said it doesn't fit these days. Played Gauntlet on the PS3 for a little while, then headed home.
While I was out all weekend, I got an email from the geeky engineer manhunt guy. He himself isn't an engineer, though he worked for a railroad. I will see about meeting up with him sometime, soon. I also should talk to Nish about Dennison, and see if there was anything going on, or if it was all my imagination.
But I didn't work Saturday this weekend, so I was able to meet up with Nish and PAR-TAYYYY! He picked me up Sat afternoon, and we headed into Boston. Met up with his friend Daniel, who I discovered is a kissy person with everyone. We had a quick dinner at CPK, then went to Fritz to watch - gag - basketball. Apparently there's like a championship or something going on, and the local team is doing well, or something like that. My take on it was "the Detroit players are cuter than the Boston ones". Fritz is also not my normal type of crowd, but there were a couple cute guys there. One latino-looking one showed up. Nish was sure the guy is a bottom, so he became known as Latino Bottom. Mateus also showed up, was hanging out with some flabby older white guy. I said hello, then ignored him.
When the game ended we headed over to the Roxy, for another night at Epic. Had another great night. Good dancing, cute guys. I saw Mateus again, but he was with a hunky younger white guy this time, and they were kinda making out. So, I didn't bother saying hello. Latino Bottom was there, too. I had a chance to say hello. He just gave me this Weird look. He kept looking at me throughout the night, but it was always these strange, confused looks. Nish noticed them, as well, and we were both perplexed as to what he was thinking. There was also this tall broad-shouldered muscley black guy on the dance floor that I tried being flirty with, but he didn't respond. Later, Nish's friends Dennison and Manny showed up. Turns out Manny is friends with hunky black guy, so I mentioned I thought he was hot. Turns out, he is from NYC and has a BF. Typical. Then met up with Jean Louis. Dennison's housemate / landlord. Jean tried to 'introduce' me to a friend of his, but I wasn't interested in that one. Another tall muscley black guy on the other side of the club turned out to be Jean's friend, too, but he was not interested in me. A latino-ish friend of his, though, was, and took my number. Said his name was Juno, and was going to call on Sunday. Still have not heard from him. He was dancing with a third tall muscley black guy that I liked, and this seemed to be tossing glances my way, but it ended up being too late, and we all left. If Juno remembers who that is in his phone, I may meet them again sometime.
Nish's semi-broken-up BF Mark was there with his friend Chuck and some girl he knows. Mark ended up leaving early so she could go home, but Nish was rather nervous about bumping into Mark. I told him say-hello: yes, hug-hello: yes, make-out-with: no, have-sex-with: no, dilemmas solved, stop obsessing. He followed all the advice except the stop obsessing one.
After Epic, Dennison came along with Nish and I to Rise. We bumped into Chuck, and even saw Latino Bottom. I waved hello, and he gave me a weird look and walked away. I do not know if he was on something, but he was WAY beyond mixed signals, into the pure static category. There was also this hunky 40-ish businessman type there, who also was ripped and cute and hot when he pulled off his shirt, and there with like 5 other late 30's to 40 ripped hot guys. They were all white boys. I seem to be one of the few that ends up in mixed crowds all the time. But 40-ish businessman guy was a total dead ringer for the sales guy at work that I totally have a crush on. I've never seen the sales guy shirtless, but they are about the same height and build, and have the exact same face and hair (that I could tell in the fairly dim-lit club). I doubt it was him, but next time I see the sales, maybe he'll ask if I was in Boston last weekend...
At one point I sat next to Dennison, and we kind of rubbed legs against each other. Nish has suggested getting the two of us together in the past, which I have been a little hesitant about. I was not sure why, but he just didn't spark my interest. Muscley black guy - should be my type, but wasn't working for me. I did realize why - over the course of the weekend. He is out of my league, and intimidates me. For purely physical reasons. Works out a lot, and eats well, and has like 0.002% body fat. I'm probably pushing 15% right now. ("Need to lose 10 pounds" has been uttered for so long now it's more of a background music.) He has no problem taking off his shirt in public. I would never...
But, we were sitting on the couch at Rise, and Nish stops by to inform us that he will be over in the lounge dance area with Chuck. As soon as he disappears around the corner, Dennison asks if I want to go upstairs to dance (the thump-thump-thump dance floor). I, of course, say yes. As soon as we get on the dance floor, he grabs me, pulls me in, and we do more of a coupley grindy cheek-to-cheek dancing. He has an ass like rock. Literally, like rock. It was tight and round and very very firm. Touching his body just made me more self-conscious, but he was holding me, and didn't seem to convulse or retch at any point.
All of a sudden, I notice Chuck and Nish are dancing behind us. Now I also felt awkward. Like we were doing something "wrong" or that Nish would be offended. I don't know, I overthink everything. So, we eventually drifted a little apart into more typical stances. Nobody said anything though. We left somewhere around 4:15, and went to Dennison's place to crash. Nish pulled an aerobed out his trunk, and inflated that. On the drive into Boston, it sounded like Nish was offering me the aerobed, but once we got to that point, he kind of quickly said he'd sleep on the aerobed and let me sleep in Dennison's bed. Well, I slept under different covers than he did, so we never even touched (he has a full, which was a little cramped). Nish was sleeping at the foot of the bed, so nothing would have ever happened anyway, but I was not sure what all the "signals" of the evening were pointing to.
In the morning, Dennison made breakfast (veggie omelette and sourdough toast, with yogurt, fresh fruit, and cooked oatmeal - I passed on the oatmeal, mostly because there was plenty else to eat), we chatted with Jean briefly as he whirlwinded his way out to the door to go to NYC. Then we each got ready, and headed to Providence. Bummed around for a while, had dinner (Cheesecake Factory - no dessert), then went to Dennison's friend Arren's place. Chilled there, for a while, washed up and changed. They turned on basketball again. This time it was west coast teams. My take was "San Antonio has cuter players than LA". Arren and his BF Jim have this HUGE gorgeous house. The bathroom is about the size of my condo. There is a shower, and a separate tub. The tub had it's own stage, and was backlit. Very gay. In the Better Homes and Gardens kind of way. Arren and Dennison went to pick up his friend Christian, while Nish and I visited with Jim. Jim opened a bottle of prosecco, the boys arrived, we chatted a little more, then headed out to the Military Ball at Therapy.
Arren is Cambodian, and built like a martial arts film star. Christian is El Salvadoran, and quite cute. Jim stayed home, so it was just the five of us. We were the UN delegation at the Military Ball... Walk in, and see Latino Bottom! Again, I said hello, he gave me a Weird look, and then I just basically ignored him all night. There were a lot of hot guys there. A good number of military outfits, but mostly camo cargo shorts and tanks. Arren was being rather flirty with me, which again, I was surprised by, and self-conscious of. He was more in the 1% body fat range, not quite as sharp as Dennison, but very cover-model, with a shaved head and really cute. We were sitting on the couch at one point, and he was a little touchy. He liked my nose, and even grabbed my arm. I quickly pointed out my arms were not nearly as nice as his, but he was still appreciative, and said I should give him a call to hang out in Providence sometime. I know Nish has his number, but he didn't actually give it to me, so I'm just assuming he was being flirty for the fun of it. Dennison had been less aggressive than the night before, but still grabbed me to dance with him a few times. At one point I sat next to him, and put my arm on his leg, but he was rather unresponsive. But when I was sitting with Arren, he came up. I smiled at him, and he just kind of looked at me, then at Arren, then walked away. He told Nish he made out with some guy in the back corner. I was just chatting with Arren, and didn't think anything of it - he is taken, and also out of my league - but Dennison's reaction just seemed a little jealous.
Again, it was around 4:15 when we left. I made a light-hearted offer to let Dennison stay at my place (in reference to avoiding Nish's cat), and then let it drift on its own. When we got back, and Nish dropped me off, Dennison gave me a kiss good-night (it was dawn already, but you know), and they left.
I got some sleep, woke up, ran to the store, got some supplies, and tossed together a quick chocolate-cherry cheesecake. Eddie came over, and we headed to Lady Sabrina's for a cook-out. Lady S was also having a birthday this weekend, so the BF was trying to throw a surprise party, but it kind of fell apart, and Troy (Sabrina's public alter ego) found out. There was a ton of food, and a yummy birthday cake. The family and the gays kind of self-segregated, but it was still a fun time. One of the queenie little twinks grabbed one of the straight women's phone when it chirped, and ended up have a rather raunchy phone-sex conversation with the woman's dad. That ended up being too much fun, so they called her brother and repeated the performance. It was hysterically funny, but a little twisted. Her mother was there with her, and they both thought it was funny. The brother admitted to trying to have drunken sex with the sister once. Yeah, maybe more than a little twisted. Sabrina is a huge Wonder Woman fan. Has lots of art and collectibles. Some of them were truly impressive. Has an outfit, too, though he said it doesn't fit these days. Played Gauntlet on the PS3 for a little while, then headed home.
While I was out all weekend, I got an email from the geeky engineer manhunt guy. He himself isn't an engineer, though he worked for a railroad. I will see about meeting up with him sometime, soon. I also should talk to Nish about Dennison, and see if there was anything going on, or if it was all my imagination.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Go for it
Since it is Memorial Day weekend, how about something Memorable!
Well, it's a very memorable image for me, anyway!
Well, it's a very memorable image for me, anyway!
Monday, May 19, 2008
I didn't want to
Friday evening I stumbled into Manhunt to help Nish identify someone. I didn't end up seeing the profile, but we think we figure out who the guy was. Meanwhile, I got like 8 guys to express interest. Not that anything has come of any of those, yet. But exchanging email addresses or phone numbers is a huge step forward from being ignored completely.
That night I worked. It was a slow night. The hot dog cart was parked in front of our door this weekend, and the (bi) vendor gave me a free sausage and peppers. He is rather cute, and has been flirty with me, so who knows. He works weekends, though! It may have been a slow night, but they were good tippers! I only checked 9 coats all night, but made $18 in tips! Poor Danielle was jealous - she's been making in the 3 or 4 range since spring arrived.
Leo was there. I said hello when he came in, but that was it. There was supposed to be a manhunt prospect showing up, too, but he never came in.
Saturday morning I got up at 5:50am to go pick up Daemian and drop him off at the train station in Framingham so he could go to work. I get up, get ready, head downstairs. See there was a message from him. Right after I went to bed, and about 20 minutes after he got home, he called to tell me that he screwed up, and he needed to be in Framingham at 8am, not 7. Bitch. Well, I just stayed up. No point going to all the trouble of undoing everything, for like 30 minutes more sleep, then re-do the morning wake-up. I did take a 4 hour snooze when I got back home, though.
That night I met up with Eddie and Jody for dinner at the chinese buffet (Not Pings). Daemian was supposed to come along, and treat, but he not only has no money at the moment (waiting for the check), but was still at work. The three of us went anyway because on Tuesday Jody leaves for Poland for the entire summer, so it was his last chance at Imperial. On my way home from dinner, Daemian called to ask me to pick him up from the train station all the way the hell out in Framingham again. I said I didn't really want to. Then I get a call from Eddie saying I had to either pick D up, or cover his shift for him. I said I didn't really "have to" do either, and he admitted no, I didn't, but I am "such a nice person" that I would. I continued to say I didn't want to do either, but for E to have D call me back.
Five minutes later, E calls back instead to say that D missed the Framingham train anyway, so would be on the late train. He needed me to cover until like 12:15 when D would be back. Since nobody really starts dancing until midnight anyway, I figured, ehhh what the hell. A part of me did figure it would (of course) run later than anticipated. From about 12:30 until 1:15 I was searching the horizon for someone to take over his shift at the club. I wanted to go dance with the brazilians - they had brought a hot new one along this night. When D finally did show up, I was stuck at the front desk covering while Danielle was off taking photos of the party. Yea - we were having our Hard Candy party to celebrate Madonna's new album. We have a cop that comes in Saturdays to keep an eye on things. When he showed up, and saw the balloons everywhere, he asked what the party was for. I said we were celebrating Madonna's new album. He stopped, looked at me, and asked, "REALLY?" I laughed, and said, "Well, it IS a gay club!" He was very cute, but very straight. Talked with me a little, though.
So, Eddie decided there was no point having D sign in for like 45 minutes, so I just stayed on the shift. Dammit. Turns out the hot new brazilian found a chick, and was all over her all night. Straight friend, or bi, I haven't found out yet. Regardless, I ended up not meeting anyone - again.
Sunday I met up with Ronny at IHOP again. He wanted to banana-stuffed french toast, but they ran out. We had omelettes. Then went to Newbury Comics, and I bought a couple used Blurays, to expand my collection. Came back and watched Eragon. I took Ronny home, and ended up going over to Russell's house. Had a nice visit with him, talked about his new GF, and the raging alcoholic ex. He's happy, though I think he's aware she is too young and energetic to stick with him for long.
Came home and made my vinaigrette for Jody's farewell party on Monday night. I was told to bring cucumber salad. I also found a "lazy trailer trash" dessert to bring. Mash up a store-bought pecan pie, and stir in a tub of coolwhip. I couldn't find pecan, so I used pumpkin. Should be good!
That night I worked. It was a slow night. The hot dog cart was parked in front of our door this weekend, and the (bi) vendor gave me a free sausage and peppers. He is rather cute, and has been flirty with me, so who knows. He works weekends, though! It may have been a slow night, but they were good tippers! I only checked 9 coats all night, but made $18 in tips! Poor Danielle was jealous - she's been making in the 3 or 4 range since spring arrived.
Leo was there. I said hello when he came in, but that was it. There was supposed to be a manhunt prospect showing up, too, but he never came in.
Saturday morning I got up at 5:50am to go pick up Daemian and drop him off at the train station in Framingham so he could go to work. I get up, get ready, head downstairs. See there was a message from him. Right after I went to bed, and about 20 minutes after he got home, he called to tell me that he screwed up, and he needed to be in Framingham at 8am, not 7. Bitch. Well, I just stayed up. No point going to all the trouble of undoing everything, for like 30 minutes more sleep, then re-do the morning wake-up. I did take a 4 hour snooze when I got back home, though.
That night I met up with Eddie and Jody for dinner at the chinese buffet (Not Pings). Daemian was supposed to come along, and treat, but he not only has no money at the moment (waiting for the check), but was still at work. The three of us went anyway because on Tuesday Jody leaves for Poland for the entire summer, so it was his last chance at Imperial. On my way home from dinner, Daemian called to ask me to pick him up from the train station all the way the hell out in Framingham again. I said I didn't really want to. Then I get a call from Eddie saying I had to either pick D up, or cover his shift for him. I said I didn't really "have to" do either, and he admitted no, I didn't, but I am "such a nice person" that I would. I continued to say I didn't want to do either, but for E to have D call me back.
Five minutes later, E calls back instead to say that D missed the Framingham train anyway, so would be on the late train. He needed me to cover until like 12:15 when D would be back. Since nobody really starts dancing until midnight anyway, I figured, ehhh what the hell. A part of me did figure it would (of course) run later than anticipated. From about 12:30 until 1:15 I was searching the horizon for someone to take over his shift at the club. I wanted to go dance with the brazilians - they had brought a hot new one along this night. When D finally did show up, I was stuck at the front desk covering while Danielle was off taking photos of the party. Yea - we were having our Hard Candy party to celebrate Madonna's new album. We have a cop that comes in Saturdays to keep an eye on things. When he showed up, and saw the balloons everywhere, he asked what the party was for. I said we were celebrating Madonna's new album. He stopped, looked at me, and asked, "REALLY?" I laughed, and said, "Well, it IS a gay club!" He was very cute, but very straight. Talked with me a little, though.
So, Eddie decided there was no point having D sign in for like 45 minutes, so I just stayed on the shift. Dammit. Turns out the hot new brazilian found a chick, and was all over her all night. Straight friend, or bi, I haven't found out yet. Regardless, I ended up not meeting anyone - again.
Sunday I met up with Ronny at IHOP again. He wanted to banana-stuffed french toast, but they ran out. We had omelettes. Then went to Newbury Comics, and I bought a couple used Blurays, to expand my collection. Came back and watched Eragon. I took Ronny home, and ended up going over to Russell's house. Had a nice visit with him, talked about his new GF, and the raging alcoholic ex. He's happy, though I think he's aware she is too young and energetic to stick with him for long.
Came home and made my vinaigrette for Jody's farewell party on Monday night. I was told to bring cucumber salad. I also found a "lazy trailer trash" dessert to bring. Mash up a store-bought pecan pie, and stir in a tub of coolwhip. I couldn't find pecan, so I used pumpkin. Should be good!
Friday, May 16, 2008
Glances
Thursday night was a juicy night at the gym. Lots of Brazilians. Some of them seem to be 'available' though none of them make an approach. The skinny Irish guy was there, too. He's always struck me as questionable, and has this protruding vein running across the front of his shoulders that is SO sexy. A few weeks ago (nowhere near October) I saw him go into the locker area, and bring out a pair of high heels and deliver them to the girl on the elliptical machine next to me. I didn't find out details, but I started picturing him in drag.
As I was finishing up on the elliptical last night, I happened to be looking at him, across the room, and muttered "fuck me" under my breath. He was WAY too far away to have even been able to read my lips, but as soon as I 'said' it, he waved. It looked like he waved at me, but that wouldn't even make sense, so I assumed it was some chick near my line of sight, and went about my business. Later, he ended up chatting with a couple girls right in front of me while I was on the chest press machine. The topic went to cardio classes, and he mentioned he used to go one with his friend Jay, and how they out-cardio'ed all the girls, but they probably all thought they were gay, so they held hands once just to psyche them out. And the whole time I am thinking, Holy Crap he sounds like a big homo when he speaks. He did not wave, or say hi, or address me in any way while he was close, so again, I am assuming the wave was for someone else.
For this week's hottie, I'll try to give you an idea what Skinny Irish Guy looks like. This is actually very close...
..he really is that cut. But his face is actually much more 'cute'. Kinda like this:
As I was finishing up on the elliptical last night, I happened to be looking at him, across the room, and muttered "fuck me" under my breath. He was WAY too far away to have even been able to read my lips, but as soon as I 'said' it, he waved. It looked like he waved at me, but that wouldn't even make sense, so I assumed it was some chick near my line of sight, and went about my business. Later, he ended up chatting with a couple girls right in front of me while I was on the chest press machine. The topic went to cardio classes, and he mentioned he used to go one with his friend Jay, and how they out-cardio'ed all the girls, but they probably all thought they were gay, so they held hands once just to psyche them out. And the whole time I am thinking, Holy Crap he sounds like a big homo when he speaks. He did not wave, or say hi, or address me in any way while he was close, so again, I am assuming the wave was for someone else.
For this week's hottie, I'll try to give you an idea what Skinny Irish Guy looks like. This is actually very close...
..he really is that cut. But his face is actually much more 'cute'. Kinda like this:
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Drool
WoW supports 1080, so I plugged my computer in, just to see.
So, this is my new TV! With Jaeryd's dragon, just to make Someone even more jealous!
So, this is my new TV! With Jaeryd's dragon, just to make Someone even more jealous!
Monday, May 12, 2008
Bigger is Better
Friday night I met up with Russell for dinner. He has a new girlfriend. She's very nice, and I like her much better than the last one. Physically, she is exactly like all the others. He SO has a type, it's not even funny. Sadly, his type also is of a certain age. As he continues to get older, and his type does not, he builds in an increasingly large age gap with each new romantic interest. It's going to be the undoing of this one. She is not enough in his world, and I think she will lose interest and move on. Can't say yet how long that will take.
Then I went to work. It was a dead night, again. Everyone was in a good mood, though. Nothing really happened worth noting. I left shortly after 2am.
I had trouble sleeping, for some unknown reason. Kept waking up randomly. By the time I randomly woke up at 10:30, I figured, screw it, I'm up. Went downstairs, turned on the computer, and the phone rang. I told Daemian he was lucky I was awake already! I went and picked him up, then Danielle came over to buy my TV. We loaded it into her car (which surprisingly enough fit into the back seat). It was a 5 year old Trinitron. Nice Sony TV, old tube style, weighed a ton. She was overjoyed! She had gotten hooked on Guitar Hero, but was using like a 19" TV, so my old 37" was a big improvement for her.
Then D and I went to 5&Diner for breakfast. It's about 2, but I had a strawberry waffle and chocolate milk. D ordered choco milk, too, but the waitress misunderstood his "I'll have a chocolate milk, too!" as "milkshake". He is more lactose-unfriendly than I am, so I ended up eating most of it.
Then Eddie met me over at the Circuit City, and helped me bring home my new TV. I stayed in the Sony family, but upgraded to the Bravia. A lovely 46" HD screen plugged into my PS3. Blurays and video games look FABulous! It was listed as on sale, but when he rang it up, it showed an ADDITIONAL $100 discount! Whuhoo!! That paid for the sales tax!
Eddie invited me to join him and Jody for dinner at the chinese buffet. I said I had dinner plans with a friend at 8, so would not be able to join. Eddie checked out my TV for a while, then about 5:30 headed out. He wanted to get the setup work all done at the bar, so he could enjoy dinner without racing back to work later.
The friend coming over was actually a date. I didn't think I should say that to Eddie (especially since the point came up prior to delivery of the TV), however. The guy's name is George, and I met him through Match. He was late, but is actually not Brazilian. He got here about 7pm. I do have to give points to a Boston (southie, at the moment) resident willing to head out of their utopia. I called Block5, and they could get us in at 9, so we sat at my place and chatted. I popped my sole Bluray (the same "300" I watched at Easter) in for background. Lovely. We got along very well, and the conversation flowed well. I am not good at idle chit-chat, so if I don't like someone, the conversation falls flat very fast.
Dinner was - as always - spectacular. They put lobster in their artichoke dip, and yumm is that good. I had shrimp and scallops, he had salmon. The special that night was a big-ass steak with butternut-bacon mashed potatoes. I did not want the steak, but was seriously contemplating ordering it simply to get those potatoes. That sounds really good, and I would have loved to try some. We also each had a mojito - I had guava, and he had passionfruit. Mine was better!
We headed back to my place. I asked what he wanted to do. The options were Movie, Video games, Gay bar, Gay club. He was (sarcastically) surprised we had both a bar and a club. Didn't feel so much like going to the bar, though, after I described the usual clientèle. The club he wasn't jumping to go to either, possibly because I said I work there, so everybody knows me. I would have tried to talk him out of going there for that reason, had he wanted to go. So, we watched a movie. Settled on "A Knight's Tale" which I have on plain old boring DVD. I was surprised how great it looked, though. All that fancy equipment makes even no-def DVD look good!
He dozed off a couple times during the movie, so I had to explain just a couple minor details at the end to make the final scene make sense. He made a comment about not looking forward to the drive home. Perfect chance to slip in the offer to sleep here, and drive back after some restful sleep. Heeheee. We went to bed.
I put my arm on him, but he held tightly to himself, so I pulled my arm back. He then followed by putting his arm around me. So, we slept cuddled. He started coughing at one point, and said he was too warm, so I rolled away from him. After the coughing subsided, he put his arm around me again. (He had caught a cold earlier in the week, and was doing well, but still not 100%.) At one point - I'll guess 5:30 - we were in a spooning position, with him in front. I was - uhhh - turned on. Had been most of the night. It's been a while... I was not sure if he was noticing or not, but this time he rolled toward me a little and grabbed my arm, pulling it into his crotch. He was excited to be there, too! I rolled him a little more, so we were facing, and went to kiss him. He pulled back, saying he didn't want me to catch his cold. I'm figuring it's not contagious anymore, plus I have a tendency to like catching colds so I can grab a cheap day off of work! I didn't tell him my sick-day preferences, though. It would have sounded a little manipulative. It's not meant to be underhanded, I just don't really Care. The response I did give him was to kiss him again. He understood well enough to kiss back. We quickly abandoned the modest sleepwear, and had some fun. A good hour passed, and then we went back to sleep. At 8am the alarm went off (he needed to be back in Boston at a reasonable hour). We looked at each other, shut off the alarm, and spent the next half hour finishing up what had started earlier in the morning.
I let him take a quick shower, then he headed to Boston. I went back upstairs, and laid on the couch. Fell asleep. Woke up to the phone ringing. It was Ronny calling to say he was done with work, and could meet up for IHOP. It was 12:15. The banana-stuffed french toast is back, for a limited time, and that is his absolute favorite, so we went to IHOP. Brad called to ask if we'd go to see the 3:30 showing of Iron Man. So we met up with Brad, Cris, Junior, Rick, Joe, Jen at the theater. I liked the movie. Surprising little action; lots of engineering scenes. Brad and Cris had brought Junior with them, Brad had been trying to "fix" Junior's computer. Brad lives like 3 blocks from the theater, and wanted to mow his lawn yet, so I offered to drive Junior home. Ronny and I stopped in, and I looked at the computer. Ended up that the neighbor who was letting him sign in to the wireless router, had turned it off, so he was internet-less. Simple problem, simple solution, once you knew where to look. (Brad had left notes on all these DOS prompt things he was nosing around with - I just checked wireless connections, and went from there.) I was sitting there while he pulled some pics up from back home. All of a sudden he turns to me and says "I love you". Uhhhhhhh. I started to get an uncomfortable look on my face. I know he responds best to jealousy, but I was not expecting that hearing I hooked up the night before would have quite THAT effect. He saw the look spreading across my face, and quickly added "...for fixing my internet!" Ohhhh. That makes more sense.
Cristiano came home, and made dinner. It was basically italian sausage and bacon over pasta. I think the sauce was simply garlic, tomato, and onion chopped into the bacon grease. It was very tasty, though a little heavy. Ronny commented on all the bacon he'd eaten that day. There was also passionfruit mousse in the fridge, so we had some of that, too.
I called Will when I got home. He was doing well, and ordered some noodles while I was talking with him. I asked if he'd be interested in meeting up the week of the 4th of July. I have that whole week off, and miss him terribly. We had been very flirty that last time we had spoken, and it seemed he would have been up for meeting. But he ended up putting together a list of reasons not to. Topped it off with a reason to Never meet up... Some have suggested that he may be my "one", but he always freaks out whenever I suggest seeing each other. Who knows...
Then I went to work. It was a dead night, again. Everyone was in a good mood, though. Nothing really happened worth noting. I left shortly after 2am.
I had trouble sleeping, for some unknown reason. Kept waking up randomly. By the time I randomly woke up at 10:30, I figured, screw it, I'm up. Went downstairs, turned on the computer, and the phone rang. I told Daemian he was lucky I was awake already! I went and picked him up, then Danielle came over to buy my TV. We loaded it into her car (which surprisingly enough fit into the back seat). It was a 5 year old Trinitron. Nice Sony TV, old tube style, weighed a ton. She was overjoyed! She had gotten hooked on Guitar Hero, but was using like a 19" TV, so my old 37" was a big improvement for her.
Then D and I went to 5&Diner for breakfast. It's about 2, but I had a strawberry waffle and chocolate milk. D ordered choco milk, too, but the waitress misunderstood his "I'll have a chocolate milk, too!" as "milkshake". He is more lactose-unfriendly than I am, so I ended up eating most of it.
Then Eddie met me over at the Circuit City, and helped me bring home my new TV. I stayed in the Sony family, but upgraded to the Bravia. A lovely 46" HD screen plugged into my PS3. Blurays and video games look FABulous! It was listed as on sale, but when he rang it up, it showed an ADDITIONAL $100 discount! Whuhoo!! That paid for the sales tax!
Eddie invited me to join him and Jody for dinner at the chinese buffet. I said I had dinner plans with a friend at 8, so would not be able to join. Eddie checked out my TV for a while, then about 5:30 headed out. He wanted to get the setup work all done at the bar, so he could enjoy dinner without racing back to work later.
The friend coming over was actually a date. I didn't think I should say that to Eddie (especially since the point came up prior to delivery of the TV), however. The guy's name is George, and I met him through Match. He was late, but is actually not Brazilian. He got here about 7pm. I do have to give points to a Boston (southie, at the moment) resident willing to head out of their utopia. I called Block5, and they could get us in at 9, so we sat at my place and chatted. I popped my sole Bluray (the same "300" I watched at Easter) in for background. Lovely. We got along very well, and the conversation flowed well. I am not good at idle chit-chat, so if I don't like someone, the conversation falls flat very fast.
Dinner was - as always - spectacular. They put lobster in their artichoke dip, and yumm is that good. I had shrimp and scallops, he had salmon. The special that night was a big-ass steak with butternut-bacon mashed potatoes. I did not want the steak, but was seriously contemplating ordering it simply to get those potatoes. That sounds really good, and I would have loved to try some. We also each had a mojito - I had guava, and he had passionfruit. Mine was better!
We headed back to my place. I asked what he wanted to do. The options were Movie, Video games, Gay bar, Gay club. He was (sarcastically) surprised we had both a bar and a club. Didn't feel so much like going to the bar, though, after I described the usual clientèle. The club he wasn't jumping to go to either, possibly because I said I work there, so everybody knows me. I would have tried to talk him out of going there for that reason, had he wanted to go. So, we watched a movie. Settled on "A Knight's Tale" which I have on plain old boring DVD. I was surprised how great it looked, though. All that fancy equipment makes even no-def DVD look good!
He dozed off a couple times during the movie, so I had to explain just a couple minor details at the end to make the final scene make sense. He made a comment about not looking forward to the drive home. Perfect chance to slip in the offer to sleep here, and drive back after some restful sleep. Heeheee. We went to bed.
I put my arm on him, but he held tightly to himself, so I pulled my arm back. He then followed by putting his arm around me. So, we slept cuddled. He started coughing at one point, and said he was too warm, so I rolled away from him. After the coughing subsided, he put his arm around me again. (He had caught a cold earlier in the week, and was doing well, but still not 100%.) At one point - I'll guess 5:30 - we were in a spooning position, with him in front. I was - uhhh - turned on. Had been most of the night. It's been a while... I was not sure if he was noticing or not, but this time he rolled toward me a little and grabbed my arm, pulling it into his crotch. He was excited to be there, too! I rolled him a little more, so we were facing, and went to kiss him. He pulled back, saying he didn't want me to catch his cold. I'm figuring it's not contagious anymore, plus I have a tendency to like catching colds so I can grab a cheap day off of work! I didn't tell him my sick-day preferences, though. It would have sounded a little manipulative. It's not meant to be underhanded, I just don't really Care. The response I did give him was to kiss him again. He understood well enough to kiss back. We quickly abandoned the modest sleepwear, and had some fun. A good hour passed, and then we went back to sleep. At 8am the alarm went off (he needed to be back in Boston at a reasonable hour). We looked at each other, shut off the alarm, and spent the next half hour finishing up what had started earlier in the morning.
I let him take a quick shower, then he headed to Boston. I went back upstairs, and laid on the couch. Fell asleep. Woke up to the phone ringing. It was Ronny calling to say he was done with work, and could meet up for IHOP. It was 12:15. The banana-stuffed french toast is back, for a limited time, and that is his absolute favorite, so we went to IHOP. Brad called to ask if we'd go to see the 3:30 showing of Iron Man. So we met up with Brad, Cris, Junior, Rick, Joe, Jen at the theater. I liked the movie. Surprising little action; lots of engineering scenes. Brad and Cris had brought Junior with them, Brad had been trying to "fix" Junior's computer. Brad lives like 3 blocks from the theater, and wanted to mow his lawn yet, so I offered to drive Junior home. Ronny and I stopped in, and I looked at the computer. Ended up that the neighbor who was letting him sign in to the wireless router, had turned it off, so he was internet-less. Simple problem, simple solution, once you knew where to look. (Brad had left notes on all these DOS prompt things he was nosing around with - I just checked wireless connections, and went from there.) I was sitting there while he pulled some pics up from back home. All of a sudden he turns to me and says "I love you". Uhhhhhhh. I started to get an uncomfortable look on my face. I know he responds best to jealousy, but I was not expecting that hearing I hooked up the night before would have quite THAT effect. He saw the look spreading across my face, and quickly added "...for fixing my internet!" Ohhhh. That makes more sense.
Cristiano came home, and made dinner. It was basically italian sausage and bacon over pasta. I think the sauce was simply garlic, tomato, and onion chopped into the bacon grease. It was very tasty, though a little heavy. Ronny commented on all the bacon he'd eaten that day. There was also passionfruit mousse in the fridge, so we had some of that, too.
I called Will when I got home. He was doing well, and ordered some noodles while I was talking with him. I asked if he'd be interested in meeting up the week of the 4th of July. I have that whole week off, and miss him terribly. We had been very flirty that last time we had spoken, and it seemed he would have been up for meeting. But he ended up putting together a list of reasons not to. Topped it off with a reason to Never meet up... Some have suggested that he may be my "one", but he always freaks out whenever I suggest seeing each other. Who knows...
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Busy
This Friday post thing wasn't supposed to be this difficult to maintain... I missed another Friday. Never even turned the computer on last night. Cleaning the house, then had dinner with Russell and his new girlfriend. (She's nice enough, and I do like her, but I don't see it as lasting...)
So, here's the Parade choice for this week. Someone who's workin' it!
So, here's the Parade choice for this week. Someone who's workin' it!
Monday, May 05, 2008
Big Top
I worked Friday night. Nothing impressive happened. Until I was asleep. I had a dream that I met up with Luther. There was a lot of making out. Nothing more than that, but it was damn fun anyway.
I worked Saturday morning. Nothing impressive happened. The fact that I got up and went in to work at all on a Saturday morning still bugs the hell out of me. Especially since the morons shouldn't have shut down production the week before in the first place.
About 10:30, I was in the break room scanning the options in the snack machine, when my cell rang. It was Brad - who was assuming I was still asleep - inviting me to come over in the afternoon. I was done at noon, so grabbed a bite to eat, chilled out for a few moments, then ran to the grocery store and picked up snacks. Met up with Brad and his friend Rick, and we cracked open a new board game. It came out in like 1996, but none of us had heard of it previously, so it was new to us. It is called Settlers of Catan. Brad bought it for me for Christmas because the guy at the game store said there was no military battle. We've all played games like Civ and Axis & Allies. It always comes down to me rolling miserably on the battles, and losing badly as a result. But this has no battles, so I did quite well. I won the first game, as well as the third. I even pulled a surprise on them to win that one; they were so busy thinking they were challenging each other for first place, that they didn't even pay attention to what I was doing.
We also got into a minor discussion about Brad and Cris. Brad also discussed seeing that other guy Chris flirting with Cris at the club on the night of the big birthday party. In discussing that situation, I made a comment about the night we first met him, and he got Cris's and my phone numbers. Brad said "OH REALLY. Cris didn't tell me he gave Chris his number..." It is so hard to avoid land mines with them. Though, Brad said he knew in advance about the trip to Epic with Davis.
Saturday night I worked. I brought along some Ferrero Rochet to ensure that I didn't have to work the back door that night. I did floater last weekend when I covered for Daemian (still in CA), so was figuring there'd be whining. Apparently Eddie had already declared that since I was doing them a favor by working I got to be floater again. Wuhoo! When I checked the new work schedule, I noticed the boss - ONCE AGAIN - scheduled Daemian for the whole week, so Eddie had to shuffle. He got a little confused at one point, and was trying to get me to work next Saturday as well. I reminded him that I only worked this Saturday on the guarantee that I didn't work next Sat as well.
It was a relatively slow night. Some guy walked away from Eddie without paying for the drinks, but I missed who Eddie pointed to, and grabbed the wrong bald guy. I apologized to Eddie and the bald guy. He was perfectly fine with it. There was also a brief fight, but the people involved all stormed out the door before any of us realized what had happened anyway. Junior showed up, with Cristiano, and Kevin. As he gave me hug, Junior told me that it was Kevin's birthday. So, I was able to wish him a HB. That club is not really Kevin's favorite place, so for a while, he had this bored, annoyed look on his face. I started to feel bad, until I saw him move over into the corner with some guy and start making out. Happy Birthday, indeed!!
Joe and Sakeena came in as well. I hadn't seen Sakeena in a while, so it was nice to chat with her. Joe apparently likes my car alot, because he started in about why we don't hang out anymore. I reminded him that I had called a few times a while ago, but his response was always that he was busy with Vinnie. He said that was during the 'honeymoon phase' and they hang out separately all the time now. It was also nice to see a glimmer of the old Joe again. Sakeena asked if I had seen Luther and Keniah. Heehee. I said no. I mentioned they had been in a while ago, but not recently.
There were a couple cute guys there, but nobody interested in me, again. I was tired anyway, so left relatively early (for an Eddie night) and went to sleep. Jody invited me over on Monday night to watch The Mist with them. Not sure who will all be there, but I made hummus!
Sunday I woke up early enough to go to the gym. When I got back, I had missed a call from Ronny, so I called him. He was in the middle of a haircut, and said he'd call back. Immediately following that Brad called to invite me to join them at the circus. Ringling Bros. is in town - and the convention center is like 2 blocks from my house. (Yeah, not the Big Top you were expecting to read about, huh??) So, Ronny and I met up with Brad and Cris (who was late cuz he stopped off at a friend's house first...) for lunch, and then went to the circus. I got a call from Nish, who had a great time in Boston the night before (I would have gone along if I hadn't had to work - damn that bitch Daemian!!!) but was back in town, so I invited him along. He said he had wanted to go see it last year, so this was perfect, and he came along, too. This guy he had met on Manhunt showed up, as well. Nish had implied earlier that he wasn't too interested in the guy other than friends, but that maybe I would be. So, there may have been an agenda behind the late inclusion, as well. And, no, I was not interested. I like LL Cool J, but not Cuba Gooding Jr, and this guy was more Cuba than LL...
Signed onto Manhunt myself when I got home. There was a possibility (just a photo of his lower abdomen and upper jeans) whose profile said he prefers to "hang out and see what happens". I wrote a quick message saying that hanging out and see what happens sounds like a good way to start. He didn't reply right away, and I went off and did something else, then forgot I had manhunt open in the background. When I shut off the computer, I saw a message back from him asking "What are talking about?" Possibly not too bright, most likely not interested. I did reply that it was a reference to his profile. He was already offline, but I have a feeling I won't hear back. Quelle surprise.
I worked Saturday morning. Nothing impressive happened. The fact that I got up and went in to work at all on a Saturday morning still bugs the hell out of me. Especially since the morons shouldn't have shut down production the week before in the first place.
About 10:30, I was in the break room scanning the options in the snack machine, when my cell rang. It was Brad - who was assuming I was still asleep - inviting me to come over in the afternoon. I was done at noon, so grabbed a bite to eat, chilled out for a few moments, then ran to the grocery store and picked up snacks. Met up with Brad and his friend Rick, and we cracked open a new board game. It came out in like 1996, but none of us had heard of it previously, so it was new to us. It is called Settlers of Catan. Brad bought it for me for Christmas because the guy at the game store said there was no military battle. We've all played games like Civ and Axis & Allies. It always comes down to me rolling miserably on the battles, and losing badly as a result. But this has no battles, so I did quite well. I won the first game, as well as the third. I even pulled a surprise on them to win that one; they were so busy thinking they were challenging each other for first place, that they didn't even pay attention to what I was doing.
We also got into a minor discussion about Brad and Cris. Brad also discussed seeing that other guy Chris flirting with Cris at the club on the night of the big birthday party. In discussing that situation, I made a comment about the night we first met him, and he got Cris's and my phone numbers. Brad said "OH REALLY. Cris didn't tell me he gave Chris his number..." It is so hard to avoid land mines with them. Though, Brad said he knew in advance about the trip to Epic with Davis.
Saturday night I worked. I brought along some Ferrero Rochet to ensure that I didn't have to work the back door that night. I did floater last weekend when I covered for Daemian (still in CA), so was figuring there'd be whining. Apparently Eddie had already declared that since I was doing them a favor by working I got to be floater again. Wuhoo! When I checked the new work schedule, I noticed the boss - ONCE AGAIN - scheduled Daemian for the whole week, so Eddie had to shuffle. He got a little confused at one point, and was trying to get me to work next Saturday as well. I reminded him that I only worked this Saturday on the guarantee that I didn't work next Sat as well.
It was a relatively slow night. Some guy walked away from Eddie without paying for the drinks, but I missed who Eddie pointed to, and grabbed the wrong bald guy. I apologized to Eddie and the bald guy. He was perfectly fine with it. There was also a brief fight, but the people involved all stormed out the door before any of us realized what had happened anyway. Junior showed up, with Cristiano, and Kevin. As he gave me hug, Junior told me that it was Kevin's birthday. So, I was able to wish him a HB. That club is not really Kevin's favorite place, so for a while, he had this bored, annoyed look on his face. I started to feel bad, until I saw him move over into the corner with some guy and start making out. Happy Birthday, indeed!!
Joe and Sakeena came in as well. I hadn't seen Sakeena in a while, so it was nice to chat with her. Joe apparently likes my car alot, because he started in about why we don't hang out anymore. I reminded him that I had called a few times a while ago, but his response was always that he was busy with Vinnie. He said that was during the 'honeymoon phase' and they hang out separately all the time now. It was also nice to see a glimmer of the old Joe again. Sakeena asked if I had seen Luther and Keniah. Heehee. I said no. I mentioned they had been in a while ago, but not recently.
There were a couple cute guys there, but nobody interested in me, again. I was tired anyway, so left relatively early (for an Eddie night) and went to sleep. Jody invited me over on Monday night to watch The Mist with them. Not sure who will all be there, but I made hummus!
Sunday I woke up early enough to go to the gym. When I got back, I had missed a call from Ronny, so I called him. He was in the middle of a haircut, and said he'd call back. Immediately following that Brad called to invite me to join them at the circus. Ringling Bros. is in town - and the convention center is like 2 blocks from my house. (Yeah, not the Big Top you were expecting to read about, huh??) So, Ronny and I met up with Brad and Cris (who was late cuz he stopped off at a friend's house first...) for lunch, and then went to the circus. I got a call from Nish, who had a great time in Boston the night before (I would have gone along if I hadn't had to work - damn that bitch Daemian!!!) but was back in town, so I invited him along. He said he had wanted to go see it last year, so this was perfect, and he came along, too. This guy he had met on Manhunt showed up, as well. Nish had implied earlier that he wasn't too interested in the guy other than friends, but that maybe I would be. So, there may have been an agenda behind the late inclusion, as well. And, no, I was not interested. I like LL Cool J, but not Cuba Gooding Jr, and this guy was more Cuba than LL...
Signed onto Manhunt myself when I got home. There was a possibility (just a photo of his lower abdomen and upper jeans) whose profile said he prefers to "hang out and see what happens". I wrote a quick message saying that hanging out and see what happens sounds like a good way to start. He didn't reply right away, and I went off and did something else, then forgot I had manhunt open in the background. When I shut off the computer, I saw a message back from him asking "What are talking about?" Possibly not too bright, most likely not interested. I did reply that it was a reference to his profile. He was already offline, but I have a feeling I won't hear back. Quelle surprise.
Friday, May 02, 2008
Drudge
Well, last week they had the production shut-down at work. So, of course, this week they are back to 10 hour days plus Saturday. So, I get to work tomorrow morning. And since Daemian is still in CA, and the boss screwed up the schedule, they needed me to fill in on security this week, so I am working Saturday night, as well. I even was invited to go to Epic again this weekend, and I cannot! Damn you Daemian!! (career... blah blah blah)
I will have another lotto ticket for this weekend, so here's hoping I can quit quit quit!
No theme to the selection this week, just hotness...
I will have another lotto ticket for this weekend, so here's hoping I can quit quit quit!
No theme to the selection this week, just hotness...
Monday, April 28, 2008
Besides That
I already posted the big news of the weekend. Isn't it pretty!!
Friday night I worked, again. Was hoping hottie John would stop in, since he ditched last Saturday, but he did not make an appearance this weekend, either.
At one point, I poked my head outside, while Daemian was choking down a cancer stick, just to chat. There was a small group of random people clustered around, and one looks at me and says, "Where do work - besides here?"
I was like, "Uhhhh what?"
"You look REALLY familiar. Where do I know you from?"
"Umm, I haven't worked at any other bars than this one. Where have you worked?"
"Well, then you have a twin, because I swear I've seen you somewhere else."
At that point, a customer came to the door, so I went in to ring him in. Then headed back outside. She started in again, "What's your day job?" (I'm guessing Daemian made a comment about me having a real job, while I was inside.)
"Quality manager at a manufacturing company."
"Where?"
"Here in Worcester." I was being evasive on purpose. I generally don't identify where I work during the day to people at the club, especially ones I don't believe I know.
"What company?"
I broke down and told her. She got rather animated, and exclaimed that was where she knew me from. Then I finally recognized her. She worked in the sales office for like two months. After some typical work-bashing, she suggested I send her my resume. She works for an HR department, and her husband's company is hiring. I specified that I wanted to sell my condo and move to California. She said they could help with the sale, and have divisions across the US. So, she gave me her email address. Didn't meet any guys, but who knows where this may lead!
Saturday I had to work, again, because that damn Daemian skipped out of town, and I had to cover. Again, no prospects. There weren't a lot of people there, and not a lot of Possibles. Very few Brazilians, too. The cute 20-year-old one was there. I was a little flirty with him. He seems hesitantly responsive. He may be interested, but is not sure if he should. I know the feeling. I am interested, but he is SO young. Diego (Mr Eywwww Troll) showed up, as well. He actually smiled and said "Hi!" as he came in, so I am apparently not troll material anymore.
Sunday, I went to Circuit City to browse flat-panel TV's. The Sony Bravia is still the most glorious. Daemian is trying to convince me to buy one through him, but he mostly had Toshiba's available. The Toshiba had a really nice picture, actually. The price D listed was only like $20 cheaper than Circuit City, but they also had the Bravia's on sale. I didn't buy any.
I stopped in at the bar for a little while on the way home. When I did get home, about 10:30, I thought I'd check email and see if my parents had gotten the pics I had sent of my snazzy new car! I got an IM from my friend Will. We spent like an hour and a half chatting. Reminiscing over times spent together in the past. Flirting with each other. Fantasizing about spending time together again. Wouldn't it be nice...
Friday night I worked, again. Was hoping hottie John would stop in, since he ditched last Saturday, but he did not make an appearance this weekend, either.
At one point, I poked my head outside, while Daemian was choking down a cancer stick, just to chat. There was a small group of random people clustered around, and one looks at me and says, "Where do work - besides here?"
I was like, "Uhhhh what?"
"You look REALLY familiar. Where do I know you from?"
"Umm, I haven't worked at any other bars than this one. Where have you worked?"
"Well, then you have a twin, because I swear I've seen you somewhere else."
At that point, a customer came to the door, so I went in to ring him in. Then headed back outside. She started in again, "What's your day job?" (I'm guessing Daemian made a comment about me having a real job, while I was inside.)
"Quality manager at a manufacturing company."
"Where?"
"Here in Worcester." I was being evasive on purpose. I generally don't identify where I work during the day to people at the club, especially ones I don't believe I know.
"What company?"
I broke down and told her. She got rather animated, and exclaimed that was where she knew me from. Then I finally recognized her. She worked in the sales office for like two months. After some typical work-bashing, she suggested I send her my resume. She works for an HR department, and her husband's company is hiring. I specified that I wanted to sell my condo and move to California. She said they could help with the sale, and have divisions across the US. So, she gave me her email address. Didn't meet any guys, but who knows where this may lead!
Saturday I had to work, again, because that damn Daemian skipped out of town, and I had to cover. Again, no prospects. There weren't a lot of people there, and not a lot of Possibles. Very few Brazilians, too. The cute 20-year-old one was there. I was a little flirty with him. He seems hesitantly responsive. He may be interested, but is not sure if he should. I know the feeling. I am interested, but he is SO young. Diego (Mr Eywwww Troll) showed up, as well. He actually smiled and said "Hi!" as he came in, so I am apparently not troll material anymore.
Sunday, I went to Circuit City to browse flat-panel TV's. The Sony Bravia is still the most glorious. Daemian is trying to convince me to buy one through him, but he mostly had Toshiba's available. The Toshiba had a really nice picture, actually. The price D listed was only like $20 cheaper than Circuit City, but they also had the Bravia's on sale. I didn't buy any.
I stopped in at the bar for a little while on the way home. When I did get home, about 10:30, I thought I'd check email and see if my parents had gotten the pics I had sent of my snazzy new car! I got an IM from my friend Will. We spent like an hour and a half chatting. Reminiscing over times spent together in the past. Flirting with each other. Fantasizing about spending time together again. Wouldn't it be nice...
Sunday, April 27, 2008
Friday's Big Event
The Chrysler dealer in town was bought out by the Dodge dealer in town, and I got a letter from them saying I was in the customer database, so I was invited to check out their inventory clearance sale. Called a friend, to see if he'd want to wander around with me and see if they actually had decent prices on stuff.
This 2008 convertible was sitting there, looked nice, but didn't have a price on the window, so I asked. Well, they didn't just tell me the sticker price, they "ran all the numbers" and gave me a monthly payment. I made him give me the actual numbers, then brought him down a couple thousand. He asked if I would buy the car at the lower price, and I said sure. Signed couple forms, swapped keys, and drove away. Zero money out of pocket, and my monthly payment is $50 less.
My friend just sat there gaping at me. "I can't believe you just bought a car." I was rather even-tempered through the whole thing. Even the salesman was surprised at how ... unemotional I was about it. Those of you who know me, won't be so surprised!
Saturday, April 26, 2008
Delay
I was not home Friday night. Details soon to follow. Here's a hint, as well as this week's hottie!
Monday, April 21, 2008
Interesting
I had an interesting evening on Friday. I took off from the club job to go to a big birthday party for a couple friends. I had been asked to make birthday cake, so I asked if they wanted traditional, or any cake. They said any cake. I made lemon poppyseed cake, and a death by chocolate (people were swooning).
Cris was there, so I asked him if he still had Mateus's number. He said no. Then proceeded to tell Brad about seeing Mateus at Epic last Saturday. So, apparently Brad knew. Though, I suspect it was more of an after-the-fact confession to avoid issues. I will have to get back to Epic again some weekend to try again to get his number. Brad commented that a relationship with Mateus wouldn't last long, and I said I was fine with that!
Ronny came to the party as well. He and Cris had not been speaking for the past two months, so it was a good opportunity for them to patch things up. Which seems to have worked. That was nice, it was annoying to see those two ignoring each other.
And Junior was there, looking cute as ever. Someone made a comment about how attractive he was and he complained that he can never get anyone interested in him. I said I had been interested, but he turned me down. His response was "WHAT?!?" I said, "Oh, you knew I was interested!" And he said no he hadn't. Then the straight girl tried licking his belly-button, and the conversation dissipated.
A bunch of us decided to go to the club after the party. I did stop in at the townie bar down the street first, to see if my friend was still bartending, but he wasn't there, so we headed on over to the dance club. As we were walking, Ronny mentioned that Brad was being VERY flirty with him, and insinuated that if they were ever alone together, he would do things inappropriate. He then laughed and imagined he and Brad, while Cris and I hooked up. I said I didn't think Brad was aware I liked Cris. Ronny said Cris does, he had told Ronny. I said, well of course, I had told him one night, after a bit too much to drink. That means Cris did catch what I meant, and did not assume I misspoke.
We got to the club, and went inside. It was DEAD. But we danced anyway. That group is not going to pass up dancing! Junior was being stand-off-ish again. Then that guy Chris showed up, and started dancing with us, as well. All of a sudden, Chris and Junior are making out on the dance floor. I danced a little more with Cris and Ronny, then wandered around a bit. When I came back toward the dance floor, Junior was by himself, and Chris was dancing with Cris. Shortly after my return, though, Junior was back to making out with Chris. Shortly after that, Ronny decided he was tired, and wanted to go home, so we left. We both went around to say goodnight to people first. As I said goodnight to Junior, he gave me a big hug, and said "I like you very much." Slightly surprised, I replied "I like you very much, too." Then he just kind of LOOKED at me, still holding onto me. So, I said "Well, call me!" He said he would.
Heading toward the door, hottie guy John showed up. I haven't seen him since the night he announced he had no ID and I had to send him home. I stopped to say hello. Did say that unfortunately I was heading out, but that I was working on Saturday, so I'd be there, and would enjoy seeing him again. He said he wasn't heading into Boston, so he would come in. Yeaaaaaa.
Saturday night I worked at the club, covering for Danielle, who had taken my Friday shift, and had a big concert to go to, and had asked me take her shift. It was fairly slow, not many Brazilians, either. I had taught Eddie how to make a Swedish Fish that week, so I had not only my usual Stoli Raz & Sprite, but a Swedish Fish, as well. Hottie John never showed up. Dammit. So, ended up hanging out after hours with Daemian and Eddie. Had another Stoli Raz, and another Swedish Fish.
Sunday, Ronny wanted to hang out. We did a little shopping, then headed to Uno's for dinner. It's next to the Coldstone, so the ice cream was the real intent. Invited Daemian to join us. Ronny also wanted to go see Forbidden Kingdom, but I wasn't that keen on that idea. But as we started nibbling on our ice creams, Brad called me back and said he and Cris had been hanging out with Junior all day, and were thinking of going to a movie. I mentioned our situation, so they came down to where we were, and we all went to see Forbidden Kingdom. Junior was distant, again. The movie was blah. All these flying people martial arts movies get kind of repetitive.
Didn't sleep well that night. I had a strange dream about my father being some evil Bond-villian type that was trying to take over the world. My problem was that he took all the cars as part of the invasion he was launching (not sure who it was against), so I was gonna be late for work. We all have our little problems...
Cris was there, so I asked him if he still had Mateus's number. He said no. Then proceeded to tell Brad about seeing Mateus at Epic last Saturday. So, apparently Brad knew. Though, I suspect it was more of an after-the-fact confession to avoid issues. I will have to get back to Epic again some weekend to try again to get his number. Brad commented that a relationship with Mateus wouldn't last long, and I said I was fine with that!
Ronny came to the party as well. He and Cris had not been speaking for the past two months, so it was a good opportunity for them to patch things up. Which seems to have worked. That was nice, it was annoying to see those two ignoring each other.
And Junior was there, looking cute as ever. Someone made a comment about how attractive he was and he complained that he can never get anyone interested in him. I said I had been interested, but he turned me down. His response was "WHAT?!?" I said, "Oh, you knew I was interested!" And he said no he hadn't. Then the straight girl tried licking his belly-button, and the conversation dissipated.
A bunch of us decided to go to the club after the party. I did stop in at the townie bar down the street first, to see if my friend was still bartending, but he wasn't there, so we headed on over to the dance club. As we were walking, Ronny mentioned that Brad was being VERY flirty with him, and insinuated that if they were ever alone together, he would do things inappropriate. He then laughed and imagined he and Brad, while Cris and I hooked up. I said I didn't think Brad was aware I liked Cris. Ronny said Cris does, he had told Ronny. I said, well of course, I had told him one night, after a bit too much to drink. That means Cris did catch what I meant, and did not assume I misspoke.
We got to the club, and went inside. It was DEAD. But we danced anyway. That group is not going to pass up dancing! Junior was being stand-off-ish again. Then that guy Chris showed up, and started dancing with us, as well. All of a sudden, Chris and Junior are making out on the dance floor. I danced a little more with Cris and Ronny, then wandered around a bit. When I came back toward the dance floor, Junior was by himself, and Chris was dancing with Cris. Shortly after my return, though, Junior was back to making out with Chris. Shortly after that, Ronny decided he was tired, and wanted to go home, so we left. We both went around to say goodnight to people first. As I said goodnight to Junior, he gave me a big hug, and said "I like you very much." Slightly surprised, I replied "I like you very much, too." Then he just kind of LOOKED at me, still holding onto me. So, I said "Well, call me!" He said he would.
Heading toward the door, hottie guy John showed up. I haven't seen him since the night he announced he had no ID and I had to send him home. I stopped to say hello. Did say that unfortunately I was heading out, but that I was working on Saturday, so I'd be there, and would enjoy seeing him again. He said he wasn't heading into Boston, so he would come in. Yeaaaaaa.
Saturday night I worked at the club, covering for Danielle, who had taken my Friday shift, and had a big concert to go to, and had asked me take her shift. It was fairly slow, not many Brazilians, either. I had taught Eddie how to make a Swedish Fish that week, so I had not only my usual Stoli Raz & Sprite, but a Swedish Fish, as well. Hottie John never showed up. Dammit. So, ended up hanging out after hours with Daemian and Eddie. Had another Stoli Raz, and another Swedish Fish.
Sunday, Ronny wanted to hang out. We did a little shopping, then headed to Uno's for dinner. It's next to the Coldstone, so the ice cream was the real intent. Invited Daemian to join us. Ronny also wanted to go see Forbidden Kingdom, but I wasn't that keen on that idea. But as we started nibbling on our ice creams, Brad called me back and said he and Cris had been hanging out with Junior all day, and were thinking of going to a movie. I mentioned our situation, so they came down to where we were, and we all went to see Forbidden Kingdom. Junior was distant, again. The movie was blah. All these flying people martial arts movies get kind of repetitive.
Didn't sleep well that night. I had a strange dream about my father being some evil Bond-villian type that was trying to take over the world. My problem was that he took all the cars as part of the invasion he was launching (not sure who it was against), so I was gonna be late for work. We all have our little problems...
Friday, April 18, 2008
Money money money Money
I got my refund check today from Uncle Sam. Tax time is so exciting! Flush with cash that was mine all along... So, have fun!
Monday, April 14, 2008
Epic
Well, this weekend was exciting - for a change!
Friday night, I was at work, of course. Attendance was the highest we've seen in two months, though by only 10 more people. And the weather is finally getting mild, so there are fewer people using the coat-check. Vinnie was in a Foul mood when I first got there. But acting surprised at that would be like sticking your hand in a roaring fire, then acting surprised that it hurt.
The fun part came around 10pm or so. It was still early, and we were still very slow. Bolton showed up (the belligerent drunk from last week), with a big loud obnoxious straight girl. Bolton was trying to be flirty, so they chatted a bit. She mentioned how hot the guy working at the bar next-door is (straight bar), but that he's not into her, because he "has a thing for hot Brazilians". She even left it in the non-gender form. I quickly jumped on the opening and replied, "Oh, I understand! I have a thing for hot Brazilians, too!" Oh, the look of shock, offense, and anger swirling across Bolton's face was priceless!! They went in for a drink, and he didn't try pestering me. They did come back on their way out, of course. She headed out the door, and he stopped by to ask me if I wanted his phone number. I said, "... No." More shocked offense. He missed a beat, then said I was mean, and could have at least said Yes and thrown it away after he left. I just kind of shrugged. He did not leave happy. I'm a bad employee...
Matty turns to me, and says he was right, I was mean, I could have said yes and pitched it after. I just gave him a raised-eyebrow look. He paused a second, then conceded that the result of that would have been for Bolton to come in the following weekend, all saccharine and annoying, asking me why I never called. As I have said before, I am not fond of Games. I meant NO, so I said NO. Whatever.
Saturday, my friend Nish had some gay activist ceremony to go to for work (LONG story) at the Hyatt in Boston, so he had asked if I wanted to meet up with him afterwards and go to Epic, at the Roxy. That's THE gay club on Saturday, apparently. I said sure. As Saturday evening rolled around, I started feeling lazy, and was enjoying the Taye Diggs movies playing on Oxygen. So I was contemplating bailing on him, but decided it would be good for me to get out to Boston again. Missed the last half hour of The Best Man, but I put on my cute little red Guess shirt that I "got" from Shirtless Confused Brazilian a few months ago, the cute jeans Ronny gave me as a gift while we were together, and my brown steel-toe Doc Martins. I didn't shave, which along with the buzzed haircut, gives me a certain Wentworth Miller look! (deluded, I know) Grabbed some money, and headed to Boston. I pulled in to the Natick travel plaza to pee, and Nish calls. "What are you doing?" I said I was about to go pee. He got a little bit upset and asked why I wasn't coming to Boston! I clarified that I was about to pee at the travel plaza, and he calmed down a bit. (I did that on purpose.) Got into town, and circled around Tremont a little. I found an open meter spot, and parked. Met up with Nish and Daniel, and went to the Roxy!
I had told myself to smile, enjoy myself, and project confidence. I know what my issues are, and I was trying to work around them! As we turned from coat check to head into the fray, a cute latino guy caught my eye and smiled at me! I smiled back, with the appropriate lingering gaze. But he rather Screamed Bottom, so I didn't make a big deal out of it. We got drinks (SO much more expensive than I'm used to!!) and stood there taking in the scene. I saw a cute guy walk past, then realized - Oh My Gawd - it was Mateus! The long-time followers of this blog may remember Mateus from ages ago. Another friend in that group of Brazilians that I totally had a thing for. So, I ran after him, called out his name. He didn't recognize me at first, but did say I look VERY different than the last time he saw me. Quite true. He would really only have seen the preppy, shaved, with-hair look. He was touchy and friendly, and said yea we should meet up sometime. He said he's single, and he would definitely give me his phone number. Dumbass me had left it in my jacket - now in coatcheck - assuming I would have NO need for my phone while I was dancing!
I went back over to Nish, and we headed onto the dance floor. There was this cute, short, muscley guy that caught my attention. To my surprise, as he walked past, he leaned over and kissed me. I said to Nish, "I don't know him!" Nish replied, "Whore!" I laughed! And I kept smiling! It was suddenly getting easy to smile and have a good time!! As we continued to dance, I looked over and saw who I thought looked like Cris. I asked Nish if he thought it was Cris, and he asked "Chris who?" I said the one from Brad and Cris. Nish said "Oh Brad and Cris are here?" I said, "NOooooo..... just Cris!" He didn't quite catch the implication and ran over to say hi. Cris was not especially pleased to see us, but said hello and introduced us to his ... friends. One was Davis, the big ugly obnoxious one that I have loathed for quite some time now. Then Cris quickly decided to 'walk around' and left. He basically avoided us like SARS victims all night. Nish asked me if I thought Brad knew Cris was there. I said my guess was that Brad thought Cris was 'at his sister's house'.
Then Nish pointed a guy in a white shirt somewhat across the room, and asked if that was some guy from my club. I looked for a couple seconds, and was like, Oh My Gawd - it was Marcelo. As in Mr I'll Call You Tomorrow. I went on a fruit-loop to see if I could track him down and say Oh Hi, but I did not see him again all night. Kept seeing short muscley guy, and smiling, waving, flirting, dancing in his general direction. At one point we even made out briefly. He had a nice tight ass, too. In my travels, I saw Mateus a couple times, but he was tightly tied into his group of friends, and getting progressively more drunk. Then, as I squeezed past some tall broad-shouldered hot shirtless guy, he grabbed my butt. I was Popular!! Of course, by this time I was starting to wonder if my attire was throwing off too much of a Top vibe. I know, I know, it seems incomprehensible to even say that, but who knows.
They had like 4 go-go boys, and three shot boys. The shot boys were done up in tight little baseball outfits, very nice. The dancers ran a spectrum of black to brown to white. I - surprise! - liked the brown and black the best. Particularly the brown... Which leads back to Mateus. He left early. After getting our coats back from coatcheck, I wanted to grab his number, but they all had left already. I did see the latino guy from when I first came in. He smiled and winked again. I reciprocated. But I was rather upset that I missed Mateus.
I have to ask Cris if he still has Mateus's number. If I don't tell Brad about EVERYONE that I saw there that night, Cris would at Least owe me a phone number!
I got back to my car, and found a parking ticket. I was thinking I was at a meter spot on Tremont, so didn't even pay attention, but I was actually on Shawmut, right where Tremont takes a sharp turn and turns INTO Shawmut if you don't follow the bend. And Shawmut is metered during the day and resident only at night. So, I spent $40 on parking! Which explains how I found a meter spot so close without fighting anyone.
I need to go to Boston more often again. I would rather make a weekend of it, though. Head out earlier on Saturday, meet up with friends, hang out, go to dinner, then go clubbing, crash in town, maybe do brunch, eventually head back home later on Sunday. Drive in, dance, drive home just gets too obnoxious. I even spent $7.20 just on tolls. If I had Mateus's number...
Friday night, I was at work, of course. Attendance was the highest we've seen in two months, though by only 10 more people. And the weather is finally getting mild, so there are fewer people using the coat-check. Vinnie was in a Foul mood when I first got there. But acting surprised at that would be like sticking your hand in a roaring fire, then acting surprised that it hurt.
The fun part came around 10pm or so. It was still early, and we were still very slow. Bolton showed up (the belligerent drunk from last week), with a big loud obnoxious straight girl. Bolton was trying to be flirty, so they chatted a bit. She mentioned how hot the guy working at the bar next-door is (straight bar), but that he's not into her, because he "has a thing for hot Brazilians". She even left it in the non-gender form. I quickly jumped on the opening and replied, "Oh, I understand! I have a thing for hot Brazilians, too!" Oh, the look of shock, offense, and anger swirling across Bolton's face was priceless!! They went in for a drink, and he didn't try pestering me. They did come back on their way out, of course. She headed out the door, and he stopped by to ask me if I wanted his phone number. I said, "... No." More shocked offense. He missed a beat, then said I was mean, and could have at least said Yes and thrown it away after he left. I just kind of shrugged. He did not leave happy. I'm a bad employee...
Matty turns to me, and says he was right, I was mean, I could have said yes and pitched it after. I just gave him a raised-eyebrow look. He paused a second, then conceded that the result of that would have been for Bolton to come in the following weekend, all saccharine and annoying, asking me why I never called. As I have said before, I am not fond of Games. I meant NO, so I said NO. Whatever.
Saturday, my friend Nish had some gay activist ceremony to go to for work (LONG story) at the Hyatt in Boston, so he had asked if I wanted to meet up with him afterwards and go to Epic, at the Roxy. That's THE gay club on Saturday, apparently. I said sure. As Saturday evening rolled around, I started feeling lazy, and was enjoying the Taye Diggs movies playing on Oxygen. So I was contemplating bailing on him, but decided it would be good for me to get out to Boston again. Missed the last half hour of The Best Man, but I put on my cute little red Guess shirt that I "got" from Shirtless Confused Brazilian a few months ago, the cute jeans Ronny gave me as a gift while we were together, and my brown steel-toe Doc Martins. I didn't shave, which along with the buzzed haircut, gives me a certain Wentworth Miller look! (deluded, I know) Grabbed some money, and headed to Boston. I pulled in to the Natick travel plaza to pee, and Nish calls. "What are you doing?" I said I was about to go pee. He got a little bit upset and asked why I wasn't coming to Boston! I clarified that I was about to pee at the travel plaza, and he calmed down a bit. (I did that on purpose.) Got into town, and circled around Tremont a little. I found an open meter spot, and parked. Met up with Nish and Daniel, and went to the Roxy!
I had told myself to smile, enjoy myself, and project confidence. I know what my issues are, and I was trying to work around them! As we turned from coat check to head into the fray, a cute latino guy caught my eye and smiled at me! I smiled back, with the appropriate lingering gaze. But he rather Screamed Bottom, so I didn't make a big deal out of it. We got drinks (SO much more expensive than I'm used to!!) and stood there taking in the scene. I saw a cute guy walk past, then realized - Oh My Gawd - it was Mateus! The long-time followers of this blog may remember Mateus from ages ago. Another friend in that group of Brazilians that I totally had a thing for. So, I ran after him, called out his name. He didn't recognize me at first, but did say I look VERY different than the last time he saw me. Quite true. He would really only have seen the preppy, shaved, with-hair look. He was touchy and friendly, and said yea we should meet up sometime. He said he's single, and he would definitely give me his phone number. Dumbass me had left it in my jacket - now in coatcheck - assuming I would have NO need for my phone while I was dancing!
I went back over to Nish, and we headed onto the dance floor. There was this cute, short, muscley guy that caught my attention. To my surprise, as he walked past, he leaned over and kissed me. I said to Nish, "I don't know him!" Nish replied, "Whore!" I laughed! And I kept smiling! It was suddenly getting easy to smile and have a good time!! As we continued to dance, I looked over and saw who I thought looked like Cris. I asked Nish if he thought it was Cris, and he asked "Chris who?" I said the one from Brad and Cris. Nish said "Oh Brad and Cris are here?" I said, "NOooooo..... just Cris!" He didn't quite catch the implication and ran over to say hi. Cris was not especially pleased to see us, but said hello and introduced us to his ... friends. One was Davis, the big ugly obnoxious one that I have loathed for quite some time now. Then Cris quickly decided to 'walk around' and left. He basically avoided us like SARS victims all night. Nish asked me if I thought Brad knew Cris was there. I said my guess was that Brad thought Cris was 'at his sister's house'.
Then Nish pointed a guy in a white shirt somewhat across the room, and asked if that was some guy from my club. I looked for a couple seconds, and was like, Oh My Gawd - it was Marcelo. As in Mr I'll Call You Tomorrow. I went on a fruit-loop to see if I could track him down and say Oh Hi, but I did not see him again all night. Kept seeing short muscley guy, and smiling, waving, flirting, dancing in his general direction. At one point we even made out briefly. He had a nice tight ass, too. In my travels, I saw Mateus a couple times, but he was tightly tied into his group of friends, and getting progressively more drunk. Then, as I squeezed past some tall broad-shouldered hot shirtless guy, he grabbed my butt. I was Popular!! Of course, by this time I was starting to wonder if my attire was throwing off too much of a Top vibe. I know, I know, it seems incomprehensible to even say that, but who knows.
They had like 4 go-go boys, and three shot boys. The shot boys were done up in tight little baseball outfits, very nice. The dancers ran a spectrum of black to brown to white. I - surprise! - liked the brown and black the best. Particularly the brown... Which leads back to Mateus. He left early. After getting our coats back from coatcheck, I wanted to grab his number, but they all had left already. I did see the latino guy from when I first came in. He smiled and winked again. I reciprocated. But I was rather upset that I missed Mateus.
I have to ask Cris if he still has Mateus's number. If I don't tell Brad about EVERYONE that I saw there that night, Cris would at Least owe me a phone number!
I got back to my car, and found a parking ticket. I was thinking I was at a meter spot on Tremont, so didn't even pay attention, but I was actually on Shawmut, right where Tremont takes a sharp turn and turns INTO Shawmut if you don't follow the bend. And Shawmut is metered during the day and resident only at night. So, I spent $40 on parking! Which explains how I found a meter spot so close without fighting anyone.
I need to go to Boston more often again. I would rather make a weekend of it, though. Head out earlier on Saturday, meet up with friends, hang out, go to dinner, then go clubbing, crash in town, maybe do brunch, eventually head back home later on Sunday. Drive in, dance, drive home just gets too obnoxious. I even spent $7.20 just on tolls. If I had Mateus's number...
Friday, April 11, 2008
Spring is close
I had the top down this week! Briefly... We hit nearly 70 on Thursday afternoon. Of course, Sunday night's forecast says Snow. Ughh. But if we focus on the 70. And the sunshine! It will get here. It has to.
So, time to open the windows, and let the warm breezes in! Or hot guys. Whatever happens through your window...
So, time to open the windows, and let the warm breezes in! Or hot guys. Whatever happens through your window...
Monday, April 07, 2008
Same old
We had lousy weather again this weekend. So, we were dead Friday night. Saturday night wasn't great either, but it was at least better than Friday. There also wasn't really anyone in on Friday night that I was interested in - well, other than Junior, who won't. This one guy, however, was enamored with me. We'll call him Bolton. He was not UNattractive, but not my type, and no Zing. And, yes, he was white. And was noticeably intoxicated after his first drink from our bar. He was getting a little touchy-feely. Normally I'd have switched into full-bore bitch mode, but I was bored, and it has been a while, so I was kind of absorbing the accolades. Unfortunately, we had an audience. The cop found the whole thing quite entertaining. And Daemian was MORE than willing to join in. So, as I was trying to keep Bolton to a social level of attention, I had those two giggling like school girls in the background. I'm guessing Daemian mentioned something to Eddie (who normally isn't there on Friday's but there was a switch in the schedule this week), the bar supervisor, because he came up at one point and told the guy to leave the employees alone. I think Daemian was instigating, because at one point a little later I get an angry text from Eddie asking if I gave Bolton my phone number. I of course had not. As we were forcing people out the door, he asked if he could follow me home. I said No. He got clingy, so security forced him out the door. He got bitchy about that. I had already told him to be nice to the security. So, belligerent drunk is way not my type. He hung around outside the club for quite a while, waiting for me to come outside. But since Eddie was supervisor that night, we ended up hanging out at the bar until 4am. So, he was long gone by the time I left. The incident is nearly memorialized already, though. God forbid I should actually hit it off at the front door with someone I AM interested in...
Saturday I met up with some friends and played Hero Quest all day. We had a lot of fun. And pigged out on junk food. I of course was the one who supplied the junk food, but you can't just blame the dealer for the junkie's addiction! (Sidebar: I think Jen knows Joe has a thing for Brad.) That night I met up with Nish, and a new friend of his to dance the night away at the club. I think it is work related, but not completely sure. The guy gave me two kisses goodnight as they left. He stayed at Nish's house that night. I called Sunday for details, but got a vague nothing response, so assume he was still there at the time.
Leo was there; I said hello and kept walking. Diego was there, lookin yummy (formerly known as "Mr. Ick You're a Troll"). He said hello, without so much as a wince! Cris was on the dancefloor with us, as well. I was looking pretty good, too, that night. I hadn't shaved, and had a cute shirt on, and with my buzzed head was getting a few positive responses. The other staff especially was vocal about it. Of course, I brought in a whole bag of cookies (I am a dealer!), so they would have been gracious anyway. The guy with the near-identical twin at my gym was also there. We'll call him Twin, I guess. Twin gives me a lengthy look when he replies to my greetings, so I am not sure his deal, but he always arrives with the same guy, and they stay quite close to each other the whole time, so I'm guessing he's taken. Sigh... I was dancing with Cris at one point, and some Brazilian chick came on the floor, so Cris was all up in that. He loves to dance with girls. Not sure the draw. He then had to introduce her to everyone else on the floor (all Brazilians except me). Suddenly her friends appeared out of nowhere, and two of them were all over me shoving their asses at me, and being all booby and eywwww. I kept trying to avoid them, and ended up moving over close to Cris to dance more with him. All of a sudden the first chick and Cris are obviously talking about me, then the girls discuss, then the ass and booby ones come over to me. "Are you Gay??" Dumb-struck. I of course said YEAA. Now it was their turn. "Oh my gawd, we thought you were Straight! Are you Sure you're gay?" What?? Am I SURE?? "Trust honey!" With a flick of the wrist in diva formation. How can this be?? I know I used to flame out a lot in college, and have been much more subdued for a while, but Damn. Straight???? Am I really sending off those vibes? Is that why none of the guys approach me? Is that why I keep hookin' bottoms on Match?? Do I need to Gay It Up??
I think I have been rather duty-minded while at the front door. I just have never been good at small talk, so flirty never comes out right for me. I tend to be too direct. "I'm interested in you." "I want to kiss you." I've been scolded for not playing the game enough. Any time I have tried being 'subtle' it goes completely unnoticed, so that's why I just go for broke, and skip the Parcheesi.
I mentioned to Cris that I like Diego. He said Diego has a boyfriend. I said, yea, but he's not interested in me anyway. Cris said Diego's not interested in anybody. (I wonder if that means Cris tried, too.)
I didn't stay past close, just went home. Alone. Again...
Saturday I met up with some friends and played Hero Quest all day. We had a lot of fun. And pigged out on junk food. I of course was the one who supplied the junk food, but you can't just blame the dealer for the junkie's addiction! (Sidebar: I think Jen knows Joe has a thing for Brad.) That night I met up with Nish, and a new friend of his to dance the night away at the club. I think it is work related, but not completely sure. The guy gave me two kisses goodnight as they left. He stayed at Nish's house that night. I called Sunday for details, but got a vague nothing response, so assume he was still there at the time.
Leo was there; I said hello and kept walking. Diego was there, lookin yummy (formerly known as "Mr. Ick You're a Troll"). He said hello, without so much as a wince! Cris was on the dancefloor with us, as well. I was looking pretty good, too, that night. I hadn't shaved, and had a cute shirt on, and with my buzzed head was getting a few positive responses. The other staff especially was vocal about it. Of course, I brought in a whole bag of cookies (I am a dealer!), so they would have been gracious anyway. The guy with the near-identical twin at my gym was also there. We'll call him Twin, I guess. Twin gives me a lengthy look when he replies to my greetings, so I am not sure his deal, but he always arrives with the same guy, and they stay quite close to each other the whole time, so I'm guessing he's taken. Sigh... I was dancing with Cris at one point, and some Brazilian chick came on the floor, so Cris was all up in that. He loves to dance with girls. Not sure the draw. He then had to introduce her to everyone else on the floor (all Brazilians except me). Suddenly her friends appeared out of nowhere, and two of them were all over me shoving their asses at me, and being all booby and eywwww. I kept trying to avoid them, and ended up moving over close to Cris to dance more with him. All of a sudden the first chick and Cris are obviously talking about me, then the girls discuss, then the ass and booby ones come over to me. "Are you Gay??" Dumb-struck. I of course said YEAA. Now it was their turn. "Oh my gawd, we thought you were Straight! Are you Sure you're gay?" What?? Am I SURE?? "Trust honey!" With a flick of the wrist in diva formation. How can this be?? I know I used to flame out a lot in college, and have been much more subdued for a while, but Damn. Straight???? Am I really sending off those vibes? Is that why none of the guys approach me? Is that why I keep hookin' bottoms on Match?? Do I need to Gay It Up??
I think I have been rather duty-minded while at the front door. I just have never been good at small talk, so flirty never comes out right for me. I tend to be too direct. "I'm interested in you." "I want to kiss you." I've been scolded for not playing the game enough. Any time I have tried being 'subtle' it goes completely unnoticed, so that's why I just go for broke, and skip the Parcheesi.
I mentioned to Cris that I like Diego. He said Diego has a boyfriend. I said, yea, but he's not interested in me anyway. Cris said Diego's not interested in anybody. (I wonder if that means Cris tried, too.)
I didn't stay past close, just went home. Alone. Again...
Sunday, April 06, 2008
It's OK
A friend linked me to a song by Tomboy called OK2BGAY. The youtube version suggested I'd also like the - uh - Harry Potter version. If you are a die-hard HP fan, and would be horrified by the blasphemy, don't watch. Or, as it says, watch until you're OK with it...
Friday, April 04, 2008
Buzzed
My hair was getting obnoxiously long and unruly, so I decided to buzz it all off with the clippers again. Today at work was a constant barrage of people commenting. This is NOT the first time I've done this. I have done the EXACT same thing to my hair I think twice before, both within the past year. Most of them were positive comments. Except the one guy who kept asking when my chemo was finished.
And I also wanted to mention that I got an invite in the mail to AmEx platinum. It has a $450 annual fee, but provides a lot of exclusive services and access. Most of it is travel related, so if I had a job with a real company that actually gave vacation time, then it might be more useful. Right now, I don't even have a use for free companion airfares. And I really want the black one, not the platinum... So, I pitched it.
In honor of my "new" haircut, I was looking for a pic to post that also had buzzed hair. I guess I never paid that much attention to the hair before, because I got a lot of them with short short hair. A few Parade posts already have buzzed heads. So, here's one more!
And I also wanted to mention that I got an invite in the mail to AmEx platinum. It has a $450 annual fee, but provides a lot of exclusive services and access. Most of it is travel related, so if I had a job with a real company that actually gave vacation time, then it might be more useful. Right now, I don't even have a use for free companion airfares. And I really want the black one, not the platinum... So, I pitched it.
In honor of my "new" haircut, I was looking for a pic to post that also had buzzed hair. I guess I never paid that much attention to the hair before, because I got a lot of them with short short hair. A few Parade posts already have buzzed heads. So, here's one more!
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