Friday night I was at work. Boring as hell. No cuties, no hotties, no hotdog guy...
Saturday I went to Providence, but could not get a hold of Nish or Denison. Narinn was in New Hampshire. I ended up meeting up with Eddie at the mall. We went to the Cheesecake Factory, toured the festival, and then wandered the mall. (I got Ben and Jerry's new flavor Cake Batter - yellow cake batter ice cream with chocolate frosting swirl - Yummmmmmmyyyyyy!!) We checked on showtimes the the theater and decided to go see the Hulk. Meanwhile we wandered through Old Navy.
Then Nish called. He was leaving his trick's house, and said he'd meet us at the mall and go see Hulk with us. By the time he got there, he got a hold of Narinn, and decided to go to the festival instead, so we ditched the theater plans, too, and headed back to the festival grounds. Hung out with them, saw a bunch of Worcester people, including Junior, Cristiano, and Kevin.
Later, Eddie left to get to work, and we caught up with Denison and Jean. Just in time for the parade. A couple fun moments, but generally, just another damn parade. After it was over, we stopped at Subway for a quick bite, and the owner/manager was in a Foul mood. Imagine the Soup Nazi running a sandwich counter... It was a self-service soda fountain, but he turned it on only when someone was next to it. I poured a Barq's root beer, which as anyone who has had root beer knows, foams up, so you have to get rid of all that foam before you can finish filling the cup. He had shut the machine off by then, so I waited for the next person to come over, and the light came on, I finished filling the cup. He comes running out to yell at me that there are no free refills. I said I only filled it the first time. He said he saw me fill and drink and fill and drink. Whatever. Some people need to learn the value of repeat customers. So, I am issuing a Boycott of the Subway restaurant in front of the bus station at Kennedy Plaza in Providence!! Power to the People!!
We headed next to one of the bars. We walked past Wheels - lots of music and people and fun. We walked past Eagle - lots of music and people and fun. We bumped into Junior, Cristiano, and Kevin (Cristiano thought Jean was cute). They headed into Mirabar - lots of music and people and fun. We kept going, and went to Dark Lady - lots of people, no music. Nish, Jean, and I are like Let's go back to Mirabar!! Denison said Narinn was waiting for us at Dark Lady, so we went in. $15 each - apparently for a cause of some sort. Then someone said we should grab Narinn and go to Mirabar. I pointed out we could have sent in just ONE person if that was the plan, and Jean concurred that we had just dropped $60 collectively, we may as well stay. Apparently they were having some glitches with the sound system, and it did come back on. The dance floor inside the bar was going well, too. Nish bumped into Mark - the quasi-broken-up ex. They spent the entire night together; hand in hand. I spent the night hand in hand with Denison. We danced a lot, as a couple. He kept grabbing my hand, or pulling me close, or putting his arm around me. Narinn was flirting with everyone in sight, again. I've witnessed myself how it never goes anywhere, but it still amazes me what a total slut he likes to act like. Shirtless the entire time, of course. At one point, I saw weird-look guy again. We made eye-contact, but neither of us made any gesture of recognition, so I dropped it. A little later, Denison tried pointing my attention in a particular direction, and I saw Sergio. He says, "That's your ex, right?" "Yup." Nish is good friends with Denison, and I had told him a little about Sergio, and how I met Nish, so he knew who it was. I never made eye contact with Sergio, and I didn't go say hi.
They wrapped up about 2:10, and pushed everyone out. We grabbed some food (I just got a Fanta), and wandered around car to car. First we dropped Nish at his car (he went back to the trick's place). Then we headed to Jean's car. He dropped Denison, Narinn, and I at my car, then went to his friend Rob's place. The three of us went to Narinn's house, and Denison and I stayed in the guest room. Jim woke up when we came in, and there was a little tiff on display. I hate being witness to awkward domestic Things. Washed up and went to sleep. I wanted to have sex with Denison so bad, but I was not going to do that in someone else's guest room. We played around a bit, and did some more kissing and grinding, but the shorts stayed on the whole time.
We got up about noon. Narinn said Jim left for work about 8am, so it was just us. I took a shower. Then Narinn did; he left the bathroom door wide open. Then Denison went to take a shower. Narinn comes in and asks me to rub Vitamin E oil on his back, then goes in his room. About 5 minutes later, heads into the bathroom wearing only his underwear. Denison is in the shower (clear curtain). I hear N say "it's just me" and then he started shaving. They've been friends for years, and I didn't suspect anything inappropriate, but it was still just a little too strange for me. As I said he's just an absolute flirt. But still...
While getting ready Nish called. He said he'd shower and meet us for brunch. As we were all finishing up and heading out the door, Nish called to ask if he could come take a shower there (the hot water was out at the trick's place). Narinn said No, we were already leaving. Nish met up with us at DownCity for brunch, a little grumpy. He hadn't showered, and kind of blamed us for not waiting. There was a total preppy blonde boy sitting at the table nearby, and Narinn went into flirt mode again. Got his number. The kid lives in South Bend, Indiana. We all wagered they'll never see each other again. Narinn made the comment that he and Denison tend to have the same taste (Narinn has flirted heavily with me, as I've noted, but again, that's nothing significant in and of itself). Then he said that he does tend to go for ones a little chunkier than Denison does. I didn't outwardly react, but it struck me. Not sure if I should 'read' anything into that, as it may or may not relate to me. Nish had said once that I am not really Denison's type. I guess I better get working on that 'lose 10 pounds' goal one of these days! (Still at 12 from the WI visit.)
After a eating, we wandered around for the block party. When we eventually found it, it was empty, and charging $10 to get in. So we headed over to the Eagle. Also dead, but free. From there, we were going to head back to the block party, see if it picked up, but Nish decided to go home. So, I headed down with Narinn and Denison. I had Denison's bag in my car, so I needed to establish where he was going before I just left. I suggested he ride back with me, and come over to my place a little while. If he didn't track down Jean, he'd be taking the bus home anyway, so it wouldn't matter if he bused from pride or from my place. He seemed to consider it, but didn't say "Let's go!" so I let it just drift. The block party was still empty, but we bumped into Jean and Rob out front. They hadn't eaten, so Rob was trying to get us to all go to the mall food court. D, N, and I were still full enough from our brunch, and Jean had NO interest in food court options, so eventually they wandered off to find a "gay place" to eat lunch. That left the three of us again wondering what to do. I said I should just go home. Narinn was like "why are you leaving?" I said there was no point staying if we're just gonna stand around picking our noses. Denison seemed to think that was hilarious. Maybe it was a little too apt. But we headed to my car, Denison grabbed his bag, and I drove home. He kissed me several times before I left. Real kisses. I got goodbye-kiss from Narinn, too.
It's just as well that I came home alone, though. I took a two hour nap, and then headed to the club to work all night. I agreed to cover the front door on Sunday night so Danielle could celebrate her 21st birthday. I did OK until about 1am, and then I started feeling tired. Left a little after 2, and got about 3.5 hours of sleep before getting up for work. I actually did pretty well today, too. Didn't feel any worse than any other day at that place, until after 3:30. Once everybody leaves, it slows down. Once it slowed, I started feeling tired. I'm a little droopy right now, but should make it until bedtime!
I will not be able to join anyone in NYC for next weekend's pride festivities, because of my schedule at the club. It's starting to look like time to quit there. It was fun while it lasted, but now it's interfering with fun. Denison said he probably won't go to NYC either because of his work schedule, so I said if he's in town yet, we should get together. He liked that idea!
Monday, June 23, 2008
Friday, June 20, 2008
What is that?
So, I've been wearing tightly collared shirts all week, but the selection of warm weather shirts that hide large portions of the next wears thin after a couple days. The shirt I had on today was a little looser, but the marks upon my neck were getting fainter, as well, so I thought it should be OK.
About 1:30, the big loud Greek happened by my desk. All of a sudden, he goes, "Oh my God, that's a hickey!" I tried to maintain a look of "I have no idea what you are talking about." He then added, jokingly, "It was Lena wasn't it??" Lena being the flirty 85-year-old great grandmother (thrice widowed) who works in Assembly and routinely calls me her boyfriend. I could not help laughing at that one!
So, here's to kissing!! Three cheers for the french!!
About 1:30, the big loud Greek happened by my desk. All of a sudden, he goes, "Oh my God, that's a hickey!" I tried to maintain a look of "I have no idea what you are talking about." He then added, jokingly, "It was Lena wasn't it??" Lena being the flirty 85-year-old great grandmother (thrice widowed) who works in Assembly and routinely calls me her boyfriend. I could not help laughing at that one!
So, here's to kissing!! Three cheers for the french!!
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Boston Pride Addendum
Two addenda, really...
First, I completely forgot to mention that last Friday night, there was also an appearance at the club by Luther and Keniah. After a while, Luther came up front and gave me a big wet kiss. Followed by another big wet kiss. Then turned and said "Goodnight"! I called him a Tease. He objected. Gave me one last kiss, then headed out the door, without Keniah. He got a sausage and peppers from the hotdog guy. Started chatting with some tall white guy standing there, as well. When they finished their meat, they left - together. About twenty minutes later, Keniah left for the evening, with some random guy. I mentioned this episode to Daemian the other night, and he said he had heard a rumor that they had broken up. Sigh - still can't get Luther...
Second, I found a clip I'd like to share. I apparently can't post it on here, though, for it is highly pornographic! If you recall from my post about the Sunday pride block party in Boston:
"several dancers were gyrating in their briefs. My favorite was the Brazilian one – naturally"
Well, the friends I was there with were more interested in the scrawny white twink, so I had to point out I preferred the 'Zilian. Someone said he was a porn star. That seemed a little bit of a stretch, but I stared at him all evening either way. Then, Tuesday night, I was surfing porn on the web, and came across this one that looked familiar. And was like "OMG - he IS a porn star!!!" Yes, the guy dancing at Boston Pride is the top in this clip I downloaded. (For random visitors, that means he's the one getting attention, not giving it.) Just send me a message, and I'll forward the clip to you!
First, I completely forgot to mention that last Friday night, there was also an appearance at the club by Luther and Keniah. After a while, Luther came up front and gave me a big wet kiss. Followed by another big wet kiss. Then turned and said "Goodnight"! I called him a Tease. He objected. Gave me one last kiss, then headed out the door, without Keniah. He got a sausage and peppers from the hotdog guy. Started chatting with some tall white guy standing there, as well. When they finished their meat, they left - together. About twenty minutes later, Keniah left for the evening, with some random guy. I mentioned this episode to Daemian the other night, and he said he had heard a rumor that they had broken up. Sigh - still can't get Luther...
Second, I found a clip I'd like to share. I apparently can't post it on here, though, for it is highly pornographic! If you recall from my post about the Sunday pride block party in Boston:
"several dancers were gyrating in their briefs. My favorite was the Brazilian one – naturally"
Well, the friends I was there with were more interested in the scrawny white twink, so I had to point out I preferred the 'Zilian. Someone said he was a porn star. That seemed a little bit of a stretch, but I stared at him all evening either way. Then, Tuesday night, I was surfing porn on the web, and came across this one that looked familiar. And was like "OMG - he IS a porn star!!!" Yes, the guy dancing at Boston Pride is the top in this clip I downloaded. (For random visitors, that means he's the one getting attention, not giving it.) Just send me a message, and I'll forward the clip to you!
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Again, I NEED to Quit
This is a gripe about work post...
Two weeks ago, I was sitting at my desk, minding my own business. Possibly even getting work done. The phone rang. It was an outside line. Those always scare me. It was our main sales rep calling, with a rep from John Deere on the line. They had a few questions for me regarding an issue on one of our parts. I thought I handled the call well, answered everything correctly, took down the action items, and was lucid, professional, and helpful.
Last week, the sales rep apparently got a call from the Deere guy, who mentioned how impressed he was with my contribution to his phone call. The rep then emailed me, my boss, and the owner to mention how the Deere guy was impressed with me.
Today, my boss stopped by to tell me that the owner had spoken to him about that email, and asked him to reprimand me. Yeah, apparently when the email came through, the sales department (internal - not the reps) FREAKED OUT. So, I ended up in trouble for speaking with a customer without going through Sales.
Silly me assumed that since the sales rep called me, Sales was in on the whole thing. Apparently not. One of the engineers was in the room when I got the reprimand. He later told me that he gets yelled routinely for speaking to customers, as well.
Two weeks ago, I was sitting at my desk, minding my own business. Possibly even getting work done. The phone rang. It was an outside line. Those always scare me. It was our main sales rep calling, with a rep from John Deere on the line. They had a few questions for me regarding an issue on one of our parts. I thought I handled the call well, answered everything correctly, took down the action items, and was lucid, professional, and helpful.
Last week, the sales rep apparently got a call from the Deere guy, who mentioned how impressed he was with my contribution to his phone call. The rep then emailed me, my boss, and the owner to mention how the Deere guy was impressed with me.
Today, my boss stopped by to tell me that the owner had spoken to him about that email, and asked him to reprimand me. Yeah, apparently when the email came through, the sales department (internal - not the reps) FREAKED OUT. So, I ended up in trouble for speaking with a customer without going through Sales.
Silly me assumed that since the sales rep called me, Sales was in on the whole thing. Apparently not. One of the engineers was in the room when I got the reprimand. He later told me that he gets yelled routinely for speaking to customers, as well.
Monday, June 16, 2008
Pride 2008 - Boston
Before we begin, you may want to refresh yourself on the events of Memorial weekend, see 5/27/08. There is one addendum; the friend we met up with in Providence is actually named Narinn, not Arren. I should also mention that this Wednesday I stopped in at the club to check my schedule. I was down for Friday night only, which was good, but there was a notice for a staff meeting Saturday night at 8. Not gonna happen. I did tell the owner when I saw him Friday that I was not coming back from Boston for the meeting, but asked for July 4 off. Back to Wednesday, I saw this hunky latino guy, whose name I don't remember, that I met at Sabrina's birthday party (during which time he had a husband and an adopted son). We'll call him Rico. He was with friends, and did not have a ring on. I thought he had one at the party. I said hello, and how are you; he said “much better NOW”, which was not clear, but I didn’t ask. I had a guess, but didn’t want to suggest anything.
Friday was slow, but the hotdog guy was parked right outside our door. I waved hello, and held his drink for him at my table. I was being fairly ambivalent, as mentioned last time. Katie was there, standing by the cart all night. At one point, around 12:30 or so, hotdog guy came in holding a cheeseburger and asked what condiments I like. I said just ketchup; he put ketchup on and gave it to me. I commented on him being so nice, and he said he “needed to get rid of it”. I didn’t ask, but the first image through my mind was that it fell on the ground. A few minutes later, Katie stormed in demanding I give her the cheeseburger; she’d been trying to get a freebie from him, and he wouldn’t give her one. Interesting plot twist. She also made a comment later referencing the fact that she never did anything with him. On my way out after turning in my drawer, I stopped to flirt for a few minutes, then went home. He gave me a free hotdog.
Saturday morning I got up, got ready, ate the hotdog, and headed into Boston for the Pride parade. Nish was in the parade, and said he’d meet me afterwards at the block party by City Hall. He gave me Denison’s number, but he said he’d be about an hour. I called my friend Peter, but he was at a party, and said he’d meet me at the block party by Fritz. I called my friend Kenny (whom I met through Peter), and he said he was on his way, and would meet me to watch the parade over by Fritz (Kenny never showed up, and I didn’t find Peter). I watched the whole parade by myself, took a few pictures. Typical parade. Not terribly exciting. There were a bunch of Obama supporters in it, but he didn’t come (no surprise); there was no McCain entry in the parade (no surprise). There was a FTM in boydrag as Jesus. The hotties were on the Manhunt and Bacardi floats. Bacardi and Jaegermeister were both in the parade, but neither handed out samples, though I got some CD-rom from Cirque du Soleil. After the parade, I started heading towards downtown. I happened to bump into Mateus, so visited with him for a while as we headed down. Eventually met up with Nish at the City Hall party, then found his friend John, and then found Denison. Nish, John, and I headed to Fajitas & Ritas for a little bite to eat, but Denison was waiting for Jean to show up. Well, Jean never showed, so Denison joined us a little late. The food was not that good, and the service was really slow.
Denison and I headed to the Fritz party, as Nish went to shower and change at Samir’s house. Samir (yes, he’s from India) has apparently been Nish’s BF for a month now, and this was the first I was hearing of it, as well. At the party, we bumped into Jean and a bunch of their friends. I saw a couple other friends, as well, including Mateus, Diego (reformed eywww-troll-guy, who smiled and said hi), Puerto Rican Bottom Boy (see last Christmas / New Year time frame), some Worcester people, Brad’s friend Cory, and a couple familiar looking Brazilian hotties. Nish showed up right after Denison left to go to work, so I was hanging out with Nish. As we were leaving, I bumped into Rico who was also talking to that John I had been trying to get a phone number from at my club, but he hasn’t been in since saying he would stop in to see me. I said I still work Friday nights, so he should stop in, just to say hi to me. Said hi to Rico, who was with different friends, and again no ring. They must have broken up right after Memorial Day. From there, Nish and I went back to Samir’s and I showered and changed, as did Nish. I met Samir; nice guy, doctor, nice place. Nish isn’t sure if he ‘feels anything’ for Samir. Everyone is laying odds on October as when Nish and Mark get back together again. The three of us headed to a south-Asian group party, “Masala”. Lots more non-Asians there than I was expecting. Lots more cuties than I was expecting, as well. We bumped into Nish’s friends Derrick and Ben, whom I had met at Nish’s 30th BD party. Derrick is my type, but Ben is his long time BF, so off limits. Nish and I left early to head down to the Wang Center to go see Chris Rock perform.
Denison works for the Wang, kind of manages it, actually, and got us in for free. The show was great, he was very funny. Nish complained about all the pussy jokes, but really, what else would you expect. We left the Wang about 12:10 and headed across the street to the Roxy, for a night at Epic. I bumped into Roxy, the guy I had met months ago at my club, and never heard from, even though he gave me his number, and claimed to be very interested. He told us Epic was ‘sold out’ and they were only letting in people who pre-bought tickets. I chatted with him briefly, said he should call me, he said yea definitely, then he left, and I assumed he’ll never call. We started to leave, figuring we’d check at Rise what their cover was that night – rumor was $50. Denison happened to call, and Nish told him what was going on, so Denison came over, talked to the bouncers, and got us comp’ed in. So, not only did we get in when others couldn’t, but we didn’t have to pay. And Epic was charging $30 that night. Nothing special, but Junior Vasquez was DJ. And he sucked. The music was horrible. Too many of those “dramatic pauses” where the music stops for a while so everyone goes wild when it resumes. Only it was like 3 times per song, and the pauses were too long. I hate those anyway, and if I owned my own club I would forbid the DJ’s to ever do that. He also had a lot of really screechy vocals, weak bass lines, lame song choices, and not enough energy. Nish said he was just glad we didn’t actually pay for this. While at Epic, we bumped into Christian, from Memorial weekend, who then tracked down Narinn, and rubbed his hand stamp off onto Narinn’s hand so he could get in. Meanwhile Nish found Sergio, and assumed he’d be there with Mark and Chuck, and whoever else, so went over to say hi. He was not with any of them, but we said hi. It was rather awkward. He liked my head buzzed, and rubbed it a couple times. I said thank you, and Nish said I had a strained-looking smile. I had met Sergio on a dance floor, so it just triggered too much for me. Also bumped into weird-looks guy from Memorial weekend; smiled and waved, he gave me a quick glance, and then moved on.
After they closed, we hung outside the Wang for Denison to finish up. Rise was confirmed at $50, so we all decided not to go. We stopped at a pizza place, then headed home. Narinn stayed at a friend’s place, Nish went back to Samir’s, and Denison and I went back to his place. We just went to sleep, and that was that. But later on, something went Bump In The Night. I won’t give the personal details, but let’s just say he needs A/C. Sunday morning was slow, and relaxed. It was 50’s and raining, so not a good day for the Stuart St block party. We just hung out for a while, Denison made lunch. I got a phone call from Russell, who happened to be wandering around Boston with his GF, and stumbled upon a rainbow of festivity on Stuart St. He would have gone in if not for the cover ($10), just for the fun of it. It’s just as well, there really is nothing there other than drinking and hanging out with friends. About 5:30, the weather was a little bit nicer, so we decided to go to the block party ourselves. Nish and Narinn were already there. Then Jean and their friend Eve joined, as well. Saw Mateus again; said hello. Saw my friend Kevin (Junior’s ex). I even saw the cute guy that randomly ran up and kissed me that one night at Epic; waved and said hi, as did he. Tracy Young was spinning, and several dancers were gyrating in their briefs. My favorite was the Brazilian one – naturally. The music was really good, and we danced the most at that party. Narinn’s foot was feeling better, so he was able to dance, more, too (a forklift ran over his foot at work a week earlier). Denison and I were dancing together quite a bit, though still presenting a level of interaction that was not noticeably different than before. Jean and Eve were dancing, and Denison grabbed me to go over to where they were, which ended up being right next to Mateus and his friends (several of which were very damn cute). At one point, I caught a glimpse of Mateus looking at me dancing with Denison, with a mildly jealous look. Nish expects that will trigger him to give me a call. Bumped into Roxy again, so said Hi.
The plan was to head to Fritz (and go inside the bar) after the block party to watch the Celtics game. Since I have no interest, I was going to take that opportunity to go home. Too many people, however, decided that they were hungry, wanted food, and I was not allowed to leave. While we were standing there deciding what to do, and wait for Eve and his BF Ricardo to run to the ATM, Narinn’s incessant flirting brought the attention of two New Hampshirites in town for the festivities. I heard one of them speaking Portuguese, so when they came over to talk to us, and he said I was cute, and I said he was cute, and he said “Really?”, I replied in Portuguese that Eu gosto dos Brasilieros. His name was something like Marcelini, and we kissed a few times before we headed to Fritz. I told him I work at my club job on Fri nights, and he said he’d come down. Implied that he’d enjoy staying at my place. When our group got to Fritz, the bickering began, and we ended up at Club Café instead. There, I bumped into Cory again, with his friend Dave. The seven of us got a table, and Dension, Narinn, and I sat on the end, didn’t order anything, but ended up getting kind of intertwined with legs and arms on each other. Narinn was getting very flirty with me, but he’s a huge flirt, and it never goes anywhere, since he has a BF (with a gorgeous house, as I mentioned before). He was rubbing his hand down my chest and stomach, saying stuff along the lines of “oooh” and “nice”. Since I’m way fatter than either he or his BF, it made me a little embarrassed. He indicated further toward my crotch and said “what’s down there?” to which I replied that what was in back was more important. He didn’t get it, so I whispered in his ear that I am a bottom. He seemed to like hearing that. Flirting for the fun of it, with no intentions, is something I’ve never been good at, while Narinn would randomly say “Hi Cutie” to people we passed on the street. So, again, I didn’t take it seriously. After a little bit, the three of us decided to just each go home, so we headed out. As soon as we left, they announced they wanted to stop for food in Chinatown. The food at Club Café isn’t all that great, so I understand. We went to Pho Pasteur for Vietnamese food; Denison insisted I have some of his chicken. We left there, Denison jumped on the T to go home, and I drove Narinn over to where he was parked, then went home, myself. Next week is Providence, and I jokingly said we’re all going to stay at Narinn’s house, but I think that turned into a reality. As we separated, Denison gave me a nice kiss goodnight, and what appeared to be the ‘call-me’ gesture.
In some regards, it was an even better weekend than Memorial Day, though most of it was a result of everyone I met that time. It was a little strange how many random “blast from the past” people I bumped into. But I had a great time, and am looking forward to spending next weekend with many of the same friends down in Providence!
Friday was slow, but the hotdog guy was parked right outside our door. I waved hello, and held his drink for him at my table. I was being fairly ambivalent, as mentioned last time. Katie was there, standing by the cart all night. At one point, around 12:30 or so, hotdog guy came in holding a cheeseburger and asked what condiments I like. I said just ketchup; he put ketchup on and gave it to me. I commented on him being so nice, and he said he “needed to get rid of it”. I didn’t ask, but the first image through my mind was that it fell on the ground. A few minutes later, Katie stormed in demanding I give her the cheeseburger; she’d been trying to get a freebie from him, and he wouldn’t give her one. Interesting plot twist. She also made a comment later referencing the fact that she never did anything with him. On my way out after turning in my drawer, I stopped to flirt for a few minutes, then went home. He gave me a free hotdog.
Saturday morning I got up, got ready, ate the hotdog, and headed into Boston for the Pride parade. Nish was in the parade, and said he’d meet me afterwards at the block party by City Hall. He gave me Denison’s number, but he said he’d be about an hour. I called my friend Peter, but he was at a party, and said he’d meet me at the block party by Fritz. I called my friend Kenny (whom I met through Peter), and he said he was on his way, and would meet me to watch the parade over by Fritz (Kenny never showed up, and I didn’t find Peter). I watched the whole parade by myself, took a few pictures. Typical parade. Not terribly exciting. There were a bunch of Obama supporters in it, but he didn’t come (no surprise); there was no McCain entry in the parade (no surprise). There was a FTM in boydrag as Jesus. The hotties were on the Manhunt and Bacardi floats. Bacardi and Jaegermeister were both in the parade, but neither handed out samples, though I got some CD-rom from Cirque du Soleil. After the parade, I started heading towards downtown. I happened to bump into Mateus, so visited with him for a while as we headed down. Eventually met up with Nish at the City Hall party, then found his friend John, and then found Denison. Nish, John, and I headed to Fajitas & Ritas for a little bite to eat, but Denison was waiting for Jean to show up. Well, Jean never showed, so Denison joined us a little late. The food was not that good, and the service was really slow.
Denison and I headed to the Fritz party, as Nish went to shower and change at Samir’s house. Samir (yes, he’s from India) has apparently been Nish’s BF for a month now, and this was the first I was hearing of it, as well. At the party, we bumped into Jean and a bunch of their friends. I saw a couple other friends, as well, including Mateus, Diego (reformed eywww-troll-guy, who smiled and said hi), Puerto Rican Bottom Boy (see last Christmas / New Year time frame), some Worcester people, Brad’s friend Cory, and a couple familiar looking Brazilian hotties. Nish showed up right after Denison left to go to work, so I was hanging out with Nish. As we were leaving, I bumped into Rico who was also talking to that John I had been trying to get a phone number from at my club, but he hasn’t been in since saying he would stop in to see me. I said I still work Friday nights, so he should stop in, just to say hi to me. Said hi to Rico, who was with different friends, and again no ring. They must have broken up right after Memorial Day. From there, Nish and I went back to Samir’s and I showered and changed, as did Nish. I met Samir; nice guy, doctor, nice place. Nish isn’t sure if he ‘feels anything’ for Samir. Everyone is laying odds on October as when Nish and Mark get back together again. The three of us headed to a south-Asian group party, “Masala”. Lots more non-Asians there than I was expecting. Lots more cuties than I was expecting, as well. We bumped into Nish’s friends Derrick and Ben, whom I had met at Nish’s 30th BD party. Derrick is my type, but Ben is his long time BF, so off limits. Nish and I left early to head down to the Wang Center to go see Chris Rock perform.
Denison works for the Wang, kind of manages it, actually, and got us in for free. The show was great, he was very funny. Nish complained about all the pussy jokes, but really, what else would you expect. We left the Wang about 12:10 and headed across the street to the Roxy, for a night at Epic. I bumped into Roxy, the guy I had met months ago at my club, and never heard from, even though he gave me his number, and claimed to be very interested. He told us Epic was ‘sold out’ and they were only letting in people who pre-bought tickets. I chatted with him briefly, said he should call me, he said yea definitely, then he left, and I assumed he’ll never call. We started to leave, figuring we’d check at Rise what their cover was that night – rumor was $50. Denison happened to call, and Nish told him what was going on, so Denison came over, talked to the bouncers, and got us comp’ed in. So, not only did we get in when others couldn’t, but we didn’t have to pay. And Epic was charging $30 that night. Nothing special, but Junior Vasquez was DJ. And he sucked. The music was horrible. Too many of those “dramatic pauses” where the music stops for a while so everyone goes wild when it resumes. Only it was like 3 times per song, and the pauses were too long. I hate those anyway, and if I owned my own club I would forbid the DJ’s to ever do that. He also had a lot of really screechy vocals, weak bass lines, lame song choices, and not enough energy. Nish said he was just glad we didn’t actually pay for this. While at Epic, we bumped into Christian, from Memorial weekend, who then tracked down Narinn, and rubbed his hand stamp off onto Narinn’s hand so he could get in. Meanwhile Nish found Sergio, and assumed he’d be there with Mark and Chuck, and whoever else, so went over to say hi. He was not with any of them, but we said hi. It was rather awkward. He liked my head buzzed, and rubbed it a couple times. I said thank you, and Nish said I had a strained-looking smile. I had met Sergio on a dance floor, so it just triggered too much for me. Also bumped into weird-looks guy from Memorial weekend; smiled and waved, he gave me a quick glance, and then moved on.
After they closed, we hung outside the Wang for Denison to finish up. Rise was confirmed at $50, so we all decided not to go. We stopped at a pizza place, then headed home. Narinn stayed at a friend’s place, Nish went back to Samir’s, and Denison and I went back to his place. We just went to sleep, and that was that. But later on, something went Bump In The Night. I won’t give the personal details, but let’s just say he needs A/C. Sunday morning was slow, and relaxed. It was 50’s and raining, so not a good day for the Stuart St block party. We just hung out for a while, Denison made lunch. I got a phone call from Russell, who happened to be wandering around Boston with his GF, and stumbled upon a rainbow of festivity on Stuart St. He would have gone in if not for the cover ($10), just for the fun of it. It’s just as well, there really is nothing there other than drinking and hanging out with friends. About 5:30, the weather was a little bit nicer, so we decided to go to the block party ourselves. Nish and Narinn were already there. Then Jean and their friend Eve joined, as well. Saw Mateus again; said hello. Saw my friend Kevin (Junior’s ex). I even saw the cute guy that randomly ran up and kissed me that one night at Epic; waved and said hi, as did he. Tracy Young was spinning, and several dancers were gyrating in their briefs. My favorite was the Brazilian one – naturally. The music was really good, and we danced the most at that party. Narinn’s foot was feeling better, so he was able to dance, more, too (a forklift ran over his foot at work a week earlier). Denison and I were dancing together quite a bit, though still presenting a level of interaction that was not noticeably different than before. Jean and Eve were dancing, and Denison grabbed me to go over to where they were, which ended up being right next to Mateus and his friends (several of which were very damn cute). At one point, I caught a glimpse of Mateus looking at me dancing with Denison, with a mildly jealous look. Nish expects that will trigger him to give me a call. Bumped into Roxy again, so said Hi.
The plan was to head to Fritz (and go inside the bar) after the block party to watch the Celtics game. Since I have no interest, I was going to take that opportunity to go home. Too many people, however, decided that they were hungry, wanted food, and I was not allowed to leave. While we were standing there deciding what to do, and wait for Eve and his BF Ricardo to run to the ATM, Narinn’s incessant flirting brought the attention of two New Hampshirites in town for the festivities. I heard one of them speaking Portuguese, so when they came over to talk to us, and he said I was cute, and I said he was cute, and he said “Really?”, I replied in Portuguese that Eu gosto dos Brasilieros. His name was something like Marcelini, and we kissed a few times before we headed to Fritz. I told him I work at my club job on Fri nights, and he said he’d come down. Implied that he’d enjoy staying at my place. When our group got to Fritz, the bickering began, and we ended up at Club Café instead. There, I bumped into Cory again, with his friend Dave. The seven of us got a table, and Dension, Narinn, and I sat on the end, didn’t order anything, but ended up getting kind of intertwined with legs and arms on each other. Narinn was getting very flirty with me, but he’s a huge flirt, and it never goes anywhere, since he has a BF (with a gorgeous house, as I mentioned before). He was rubbing his hand down my chest and stomach, saying stuff along the lines of “oooh” and “nice”. Since I’m way fatter than either he or his BF, it made me a little embarrassed. He indicated further toward my crotch and said “what’s down there?” to which I replied that what was in back was more important. He didn’t get it, so I whispered in his ear that I am a bottom. He seemed to like hearing that. Flirting for the fun of it, with no intentions, is something I’ve never been good at, while Narinn would randomly say “Hi Cutie” to people we passed on the street. So, again, I didn’t take it seriously. After a little bit, the three of us decided to just each go home, so we headed out. As soon as we left, they announced they wanted to stop for food in Chinatown. The food at Club Café isn’t all that great, so I understand. We went to Pho Pasteur for Vietnamese food; Denison insisted I have some of his chicken. We left there, Denison jumped on the T to go home, and I drove Narinn over to where he was parked, then went home, myself. Next week is Providence, and I jokingly said we’re all going to stay at Narinn’s house, but I think that turned into a reality. As we separated, Denison gave me a nice kiss goodnight, and what appeared to be the ‘call-me’ gesture.
In some regards, it was an even better weekend than Memorial Day, though most of it was a result of everyone I met that time. It was a little strange how many random “blast from the past” people I bumped into. But I had a great time, and am looking forward to spending next weekend with many of the same friends down in Providence!
Friday, June 13, 2008
Heat
Well, as many of you would already know, summer steamrolled into the northeast last weekend, with a vengeance. It has eased off a little, but It's Summertime!
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Graduate
This weekend was my nephew's high school graduation, and I went to Wisconsin for it. Got to see my aunts and uncles, and a couple cousins. It was a very nice trip and I'm glad I went. My mother got all misty again dropping me off at the airport this afternoon.
The flight in was uneventful, and on time. There was one really cute guy on the flight. Totally gay. Cute, great shape, fabulous outfit - Diesel jeans, Guess T, and expensive looking leather sandals. Had a silver wedding band on, so he's already got a husband. Flew Midwest Airlines - wide leather seats, fresh chocolate chip cookies, very comfortable way to fly. Also took like 15 seconds to check in. Service!!
Stopped at Culver's on the way to my sister's place. A midwest institution that you can't find here. Frozen custard and butterburger, check! Saturday was the party - tons and tons of food. Particularly a grape salad that tasted like caramel apples; I got the recipe! My sister's husband bought a new hunting dog that morning - a 7-week-old black lab; SO adorable, even he couldn't insist on keeping the puppy outside. Storms rolled through, so it kept some people away, and made those of there huddle inside or under the tent. The hail and tornadoes did pass us by to the south, though, so we missed the worst of it. My aunt was trying to watch the Belmont Stakes race, but the ABC affiliate was doing emergency weather report for like the entire two hours the storm was raging through the area, so she missed it (they broadcast it later, but it was too late by then). My brother showed up, and his wife proved to everyone there she is a horrible mother; nearly killed the son she actually pays attention to. She gave the daughter (from my brother's first wide) a hug at one point, but was seen making an "ick" face and flicking her hands like they were dirty after she turned around.
Sunday was the ceremony. Drawn out affair with some stupid slide show of "memories" for the graduating class. And the salutatorian speech was all about her most embarrassing moments. Like anybody cared... I told my nephew he was welcome to visit any time he liked. My sister was never informed about the gay thing, and she is total country-mouse to my city-mouse. She hunts, wears camo, shops WalMart and Cabela's, listens to country, and drives a 3/4-ton Chevy pickup. It would be culture shock for my nephew to visit me, but he was very interested in coming. He doesn't know what he wants to do, and it mostly looking for ways to escape his mother's control. My brother came to the ceremony, but about five minutes in, he decided to leave (his wife was about to literally strangle the son, and my sister blew a fuse, so they started heading out the door). He tried to grab his daughter. Since he lost custody last month when he chose to move to Wisconsin, without proper approvals from his ex-wife, or the courts, the daughter was strictly under her grandparents' guardianship, while on this trip with the permission of her mother. So, my brother was not allowed to take her. He blamed my father for "ruining his family". My parents went outside with them to keep the distraction to a minimum for the rest of the gymnasium full of people. They left, in a huff, and were not heard from again. The entire ceremony (150 grads) was white, except for two hispanic families, one interracial, and an asian. The asian kid didn't even have honor cords, though, so they must send the B students to the midwest. You could tell the BMOC right off the bat. He was really cute, too. The photo of him in the tiresome montage was of him wearing just his football pants. Got quite a reaction from the crowd!
Went back to my sister's, and we grilled brats, since the thunderstorms subsided again. They were yummy! Hung out for a while, then played some games, my nephew went off to visit other friends.
Monday I went with my sister to the cheese factory, and bought fresh cheese curds and string cheese. Just made that morning! String cheese that fresh tastes like cream, and pulls into string very nicely. It is SO much better than what you can get at the grocery store. Then we went out for lunch, and I got to have fried cheese curds. Think mozzarella sticks made with chunks of cheddar - SO yummy! On the way back, we drove past a road called Mulletview Drive. Do you see why I left?? Then we had lemon poppyseed cake, and started a bonfire. Made s'mores and "pudgy pies". My nephew grossed out my little niece with slugs and spittle bugs, and grandpa toasted an earthworm over the fire. Nobody actually ate it, though.
On the flight back, there were a bunch of hotties on this flight. I think they were heading to campus. Young looking. One had a gym bag as his carry on that mentioned his high school wrestling team. He was SO cute! There was one cutie closer to my age that was on crutches. Who did I get stuck sitting next to, but some prissy little co-ed. At least she didn't try talking to me. It was 100 degress out when I got back to Massachusetts.
Only three days left of work this week. Hopefully it doesn't all suck too much!
The flight in was uneventful, and on time. There was one really cute guy on the flight. Totally gay. Cute, great shape, fabulous outfit - Diesel jeans, Guess T, and expensive looking leather sandals. Had a silver wedding band on, so he's already got a husband. Flew Midwest Airlines - wide leather seats, fresh chocolate chip cookies, very comfortable way to fly. Also took like 15 seconds to check in. Service!!
Stopped at Culver's on the way to my sister's place. A midwest institution that you can't find here. Frozen custard and butterburger, check! Saturday was the party - tons and tons of food. Particularly a grape salad that tasted like caramel apples; I got the recipe! My sister's husband bought a new hunting dog that morning - a 7-week-old black lab; SO adorable, even he couldn't insist on keeping the puppy outside. Storms rolled through, so it kept some people away, and made those of there huddle inside or under the tent. The hail and tornadoes did pass us by to the south, though, so we missed the worst of it. My aunt was trying to watch the Belmont Stakes race, but the ABC affiliate was doing emergency weather report for like the entire two hours the storm was raging through the area, so she missed it (they broadcast it later, but it was too late by then). My brother showed up, and his wife proved to everyone there she is a horrible mother; nearly killed the son she actually pays attention to. She gave the daughter (from my brother's first wide) a hug at one point, but was seen making an "ick" face and flicking her hands like they were dirty after she turned around.
Sunday was the ceremony. Drawn out affair with some stupid slide show of "memories" for the graduating class. And the salutatorian speech was all about her most embarrassing moments. Like anybody cared... I told my nephew he was welcome to visit any time he liked. My sister was never informed about the gay thing, and she is total country-mouse to my city-mouse. She hunts, wears camo, shops WalMart and Cabela's, listens to country, and drives a 3/4-ton Chevy pickup. It would be culture shock for my nephew to visit me, but he was very interested in coming. He doesn't know what he wants to do, and it mostly looking for ways to escape his mother's control. My brother came to the ceremony, but about five minutes in, he decided to leave (his wife was about to literally strangle the son, and my sister blew a fuse, so they started heading out the door). He tried to grab his daughter. Since he lost custody last month when he chose to move to Wisconsin, without proper approvals from his ex-wife, or the courts, the daughter was strictly under her grandparents' guardianship, while on this trip with the permission of her mother. So, my brother was not allowed to take her. He blamed my father for "ruining his family". My parents went outside with them to keep the distraction to a minimum for the rest of the gymnasium full of people. They left, in a huff, and were not heard from again. The entire ceremony (150 grads) was white, except for two hispanic families, one interracial, and an asian. The asian kid didn't even have honor cords, though, so they must send the B students to the midwest. You could tell the BMOC right off the bat. He was really cute, too. The photo of him in the tiresome montage was of him wearing just his football pants. Got quite a reaction from the crowd!
Went back to my sister's, and we grilled brats, since the thunderstorms subsided again. They were yummy! Hung out for a while, then played some games, my nephew went off to visit other friends.
Monday I went with my sister to the cheese factory, and bought fresh cheese curds and string cheese. Just made that morning! String cheese that fresh tastes like cream, and pulls into string very nicely. It is SO much better than what you can get at the grocery store. Then we went out for lunch, and I got to have fried cheese curds. Think mozzarella sticks made with chunks of cheddar - SO yummy! On the way back, we drove past a road called Mulletview Drive. Do you see why I left?? Then we had lemon poppyseed cake, and started a bonfire. Made s'mores and "pudgy pies". My nephew grossed out my little niece with slugs and spittle bugs, and grandpa toasted an earthworm over the fire. Nobody actually ate it, though.
On the flight back, there were a bunch of hotties on this flight. I think they were heading to campus. Young looking. One had a gym bag as his carry on that mentioned his high school wrestling team. He was SO cute! There was one cutie closer to my age that was on crutches. Who did I get stuck sitting next to, but some prissy little co-ed. At least she didn't try talking to me. It was 100 degress out when I got back to Massachusetts.
Only three days left of work this week. Hopefully it doesn't all suck too much!
Friday, June 06, 2008
Away
I am flying out this afternoon to go home to Wisconsin for my nephew's high school graduation. It has been several years since I have been in WI, and have not seen any of the extended family since then. I've even only seen my sister and her kids once in that time, as well.
It will be a family-intensive weekend. I will be driven around by my father, and staying in my sister's house. I tried to be gracious and get myself a hotel room, but they would have nothing with that. It doesn't help that the nearest hotel would be like 15 miles away. I grew up in the rural part of the state.
So, since this will be the last hot guy I will lay eyes upon until Tuesday night, I better pick a juicy one!
It will be a family-intensive weekend. I will be driven around by my father, and staying in my sister's house. I tried to be gracious and get myself a hotel room, but they would have nothing with that. It doesn't help that the nearest hotel would be like 15 miles away. I grew up in the rural part of the state.
So, since this will be the last hot guy I will lay eyes upon until Tuesday night, I better pick a juicy one!
Monday, June 02, 2008
Cinemascope
Due to a schedule adjustment, I had Friday night off from work. I met up with Daemian for dinner and a little shopping. I got a call from Brad to see if I wanted to join them at the 8pm showing of Indiana Jones. I said Yes! Daemian was upset, cuz he had to work that night, so would not be able to join.
Ronny ended up making it to the theater, as well, as did Brad's tenant Cory, with his friend Dave, and BF (don't remember the name). It was a fun movie, and I enjoyed it, but kind of like the Star Wars movies, it felt empty somehow in comparison to the originals. They resorted to Guy-getting-hit-in-the-balls. We waited all this time for a sequel, and they can't come up with anything better? Wasn't the writer's strike over with?? And boy did they go to a LOT of trouble to set up the sequels...
After the movie, I ended up at Brad's house. The three of us watched Shortbus - he'd DVR'ed it off the sundance channel. Now that movie surprised us by how good it was! It starts off with a hot gay guy jerking off and attempting autofellatio (ended up as a sweet kiss), so we of course were hooked, but it actually had substantive characters and a real plot. I do recommend it, for those who haven't already seen it.
I stopped in at the club on my way home. The hotdog vendor was right outside the club. He has been rather flirty with me, so I took a chance. Having mildly flirted that night, I wrote my number down and put it in my pocket. As he was about to start packing up (i.e. I waited until there weren't a bunch of people around), I asked him "If I give you my number, would you call?" He said "No". Pause... Then he followed up with "I'm a solitary guy." Solitary?? I asked him to call me, not move in together!! Whatever. I played calm, and said I was working Saturday, so would see him tomorrow.
Saturday, just as I was getting in my car from the gym, I got a call from Eddie. He was going to see Sex and the City with Lady Sabrina, and asked if I'd want to join. I said Yes! I really liked the movie. I keep reading reviews that are quite critical of it, but I always get defensive and disagree with their complaints. So, that proves I must have liked it!! Spoiler alert: The one thing I didn't like was how quickly she said yes at the end. I mean after not speaking for that long, I would take more than 5 minutes to get over it.
After the movie, we did a little shopping, and I bought a stack of Blurays. Then had dinner. Then went to work! I had not told anyone about trying to connect with hotdog guy, so they did not realize the implication when I heard tell that Katie gave him her number and he called her that night to come over, and she said No. (Katie being one of the former staff member's faghag, and was being referred to that night as "short and fat".) Solitary guy my ass... But he was all smiles and waves and gave me a free fried dough. I was pleasant and mildly flirty.
Speaking of flirty - Junior was there, as well. He was curiously flirty, again. Giving me looks and such, even waved his butt at me (pants dragged down, but underwear still in place). I of course signaled for him to turn around, so he grabbed his crotch and pretended to undo his pants. I acted gleeful. Tease, tease, tease. Luther and Keniah showed up, too. As they were leaving, Luther went to the trouble of saying the two of them should bring home hotdog guy to play around with. Damn, I just can not catch a break!
Sunday, Ronny, Brad, and Cris met up with me for brunch at IHOP, then we came back to my place. I wow'ed Brad with WoW and Hellgate London on my TV, then we watched Hairspray in Bluray. Brad uttered the phrase at one point "now I want to get Bluray"! Then we played a game, while 300 and Fifth Element played in the background.
I sent another quick message to the manhunt guy that was interested in relationships, and seemed interested in me. Listed my number again "in case he didn't get my last message". Still no response. Ughhhh.
Ronny ended up making it to the theater, as well, as did Brad's tenant Cory, with his friend Dave, and BF (don't remember the name). It was a fun movie, and I enjoyed it, but kind of like the Star Wars movies, it felt empty somehow in comparison to the originals. They resorted to Guy-getting-hit-in-the-balls. We waited all this time for a sequel, and they can't come up with anything better? Wasn't the writer's strike over with?? And boy did they go to a LOT of trouble to set up the sequels...
After the movie, I ended up at Brad's house. The three of us watched Shortbus - he'd DVR'ed it off the sundance channel. Now that movie surprised us by how good it was! It starts off with a hot gay guy jerking off and attempting autofellatio (ended up as a sweet kiss), so we of course were hooked, but it actually had substantive characters and a real plot. I do recommend it, for those who haven't already seen it.
I stopped in at the club on my way home. The hotdog vendor was right outside the club. He has been rather flirty with me, so I took a chance. Having mildly flirted that night, I wrote my number down and put it in my pocket. As he was about to start packing up (i.e. I waited until there weren't a bunch of people around), I asked him "If I give you my number, would you call?" He said "No". Pause... Then he followed up with "I'm a solitary guy." Solitary?? I asked him to call me, not move in together!! Whatever. I played calm, and said I was working Saturday, so would see him tomorrow.
Saturday, just as I was getting in my car from the gym, I got a call from Eddie. He was going to see Sex and the City with Lady Sabrina, and asked if I'd want to join. I said Yes! I really liked the movie. I keep reading reviews that are quite critical of it, but I always get defensive and disagree with their complaints. So, that proves I must have liked it!! Spoiler alert: The one thing I didn't like was how quickly she said yes at the end. I mean after not speaking for that long, I would take more than 5 minutes to get over it.
After the movie, we did a little shopping, and I bought a stack of Blurays. Then had dinner. Then went to work! I had not told anyone about trying to connect with hotdog guy, so they did not realize the implication when I heard tell that Katie gave him her number and he called her that night to come over, and she said No. (Katie being one of the former staff member's faghag, and was being referred to that night as "short and fat".) Solitary guy my ass... But he was all smiles and waves and gave me a free fried dough. I was pleasant and mildly flirty.
Speaking of flirty - Junior was there, as well. He was curiously flirty, again. Giving me looks and such, even waved his butt at me (pants dragged down, but underwear still in place). I of course signaled for him to turn around, so he grabbed his crotch and pretended to undo his pants. I acted gleeful. Tease, tease, tease. Luther and Keniah showed up, too. As they were leaving, Luther went to the trouble of saying the two of them should bring home hotdog guy to play around with. Damn, I just can not catch a break!
Sunday, Ronny, Brad, and Cris met up with me for brunch at IHOP, then we came back to my place. I wow'ed Brad with WoW and Hellgate London on my TV, then we watched Hairspray in Bluray. Brad uttered the phrase at one point "now I want to get Bluray"! Then we played a game, while 300 and Fifth Element played in the background.
I sent another quick message to the manhunt guy that was interested in relationships, and seemed interested in me. Listed my number again "in case he didn't get my last message". Still no response. Ughhhh.
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...
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