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Another miserable weekend. Cold cold cold. It was cold outside (14°F), I had a cold, and love continues to offer up the cold shoulder. And I had to work. Friday night, at the club. And Saturday morning at the job-from-hell job. And Sunday went in to the club for a staff meeting. I left after the meeting, so it wasn't really work, but it was a time constraint on my day.

No one really worthwhile was there Friday night. Which was just as well, because I made a beeline for sleep the second we cleared the building. Saturday, I talked to Nish, and we agreed to meet up for dinner. Location was still TBD, though most likely Bocado - the tapas place owned by the Block5 people. Then Russell called to invite me to dinner. I tried to merge the two, but after an hour of phone calls, I just ended up meeting up with Nish, and his friends Vlad and Eva, at Bocado. Eva was late, so Nish, Vlad, and I walked into the restaurant and got a table. The waitress asked if we'd been there before. Nish said Oh yes, except for Vlad. She joked that we wouldn't tell him the 'secret' yet. Nish replied, "Oh, you mean about the stripping." In his mind, Vlad would have to strip. The waitress read it as they have strippers that come out, so she said something about having "him" come out later. Let's just say the waitress was surprised to discover that person number four was a girl. But we played up the stripper joke again, later, and asked the waitress when he was showing up. A few moments later one of the waiters came over (I had been eyeing numerous staff there, and this was one of them), introduced himself, and said our waitress had sent him over. We all bust out laughing! He got confused, so I said our waitress had promised us a stripper. He got kinda nervous, and when we laughed it off, he thanked us for not making him take his clothes off. Nish gave him a dollar, though, on our way out. It was my idea, and the guy thought it was funny! I should also point out, Vlad is straight.

After dinner, we ended up at Nish's and got into a rather deep conversation about religion. The participants were an atheist, a not practicing Christian, a not practicing Hindu, and a non-denominational 'spiritualist' who grew up in a post-communist country that was generally afraid of organized anything, including religion. The sword-fighting that one would imagine did ensue. But it was actually a good discussion. None of us were fanatical enough to take anything too seriously, so we could honestly discuss things, instead of devolving into bombast.

Then Nish and I went to the gay club!! He is in the midst of another break-up, separation, time off something with his long-time tumultuous BF. Nice guy, I really like him, but they have split up over the SAME issue 4 times, so I don't think it's going away. He was referencing Couples Counseling, and I was trying to talk him into Moving On. Again, I like the BF, Mark, but I think enough is enough. So, after a good hour of therapist work, we headed onto the dance floor and shook our respective groove thangs. I must confess, though, that at one point, as Nish was discussing what he wants out of a relationship, and why he thinks Mark is a rare combination of attributes, the fleeting thought ran through my mind that maybe Nish and I should... Yeah, no. That would be too incestuous. I met Nish and Mark as friends of Sergio's when I was with him. Come to find out that Mark and Sergio are exes. Then they became roommates (which freaked Nish for a while). It's too Melrose... And Nish has been with Mark (or figuring out whether or not to get back together with Mark) the entire time I've known him, so I've never looked at him as a possibility, so it's been way too long down the Friends path.

But Junior was there, with his ex. Strange night... We danced with them. Junior was awkward, but he always gets uncomfortable when he's there with his ex. They are friends, and just friends, but it's still a little tense.

And Leo was there, again, as well. I didn't actually even notice. I went up to say hello to one of the bartenders, and some guy leans over and says Hi. It was Leo, so I said Hi back, and then left. Didn't see him again the rest of the night.

Saturday night I had a nice sex dream! I was at what resembled a Vegas resort pool, just kind of hanging out. I mentioned at one point (I do not remember to whom) that I was having such bad luck attracting anyone. Next thing I know, I'm standing in the middle of a big conference room with this short chubby jovial latina match-maker woman. She's put together a 'viewing' for me. It was sort of like a X-rated reality show, only much faster. About two dozen really hot guys came into the room. All of them were fully dressed, except they each had their fly open and were at full hardon. Wuhoo! They ran the full spectrum of backgrounds, but as would be expected, I found myself most interested in a couple of the darker ones. I picked the lightest of the interest subgroup, and called him over to my side. I announced that anyone Paler than him was out, thank you for comin. Dropped to like 8 left. Then I announced only tops necessary. A few left. Then I asked any that weren't really interested in ME to go. Got it down to two guys. I decided not to choose. Had a fun little 3way! Oh if only life were like that! For me, anyway. I know some people actually do have lives like that...

Well, after that, Sunday could not possibly have anything exciting happen!