So sue me, I'm bad at keeping blog-promises. I just can never foresee what crazy shit is about to go down. Eventually you'll here about it, but let's continue with Sunday of my road trip....(and to help, since it was so far back, I'm providing dates. :P)
Sunday, June 29th
When I got back to Brendan's I weighed the options. As hung over as I still was from the previous night/that morning's boozefest, it wasn't a hard decision -- I was bailing on my plans to go to Grand Central that night. I was hung over til roughly 11 pm, so I feel like that was a good idea. Yay me, for the thinking.
Monday, June 30th
My doctor's appointment, follow-up for my surgery (and the real reason behind this whole extravagant birthday adventure) so nothing all that huge, was early that morning. I went to the appointment, leaving before Brendan was even awake. I spent almost the entire rest of the day running into people in Park City. First, I ran into Damon. We hung out, ate, and then he headed off to work. I stayed in the mall for a while, ended up running into Elena at A&F, and eventually met up with Aubree for lunch.
Of course, that was when I found out she was going to England next semester, so my housing situation is a little...uh oh. But I think she'll have fun, so yay!
I headed back to Brendan's later.
Tuesday, July 1st & Wednesday, July 2nd
These two days absolutely blended in. At some points I was helping Brendan move. I also discovered that my car wouldn't start. Cody thought something was loose and it would be easy to fix. He was right, although I unfortunately didn't get my car back til it was too late to make it to Linda's 21st birthday in Philadelphia! :( But I did get to go to Jeff's farewell dinner before his European vacation, but that was kinda because I didn't have a choice. Of course I had a blast though.
Thursday, July 3rd
Driving on July 3rd, anywhere, is a stupid, stupid stupid idea. I spent like ten hours getting from Towson to New York City, in a car where the a/c barely functions on a super hot day. Almost as soon as I got into the city, David (the same David who led to me getting to the Saks party before) called and asked where I was. I told him I was at Grand Central, so he directed me to the friendly gathering he was at.
So, tired and in need of a good shower, I arrived at the building and told the men at the door who I was meeting. They were very friendly. "Oh, yes, that's Penthouse 3. They're on the terrace. Just go right on up."
Penthouse? Terrace? I was a little stunned, perhaps. The doorman smiled at me in a sympathetic way and said, "You don't know how to get there, do you?"
To which I replied honestly: "I don't know how to get to any penthouse anywhere."
He told me how to get there, and it was really very simple. I went up, found the door, knocked, and the door swung open and there was David. I was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO excited to see him. He introduced me to his friends, who were all quite nice. And immediately made me a drink. Moments later the sushi arrived and they invited me to join them for their meal.
I met up with my friend Akash on the other side of the city later that night. First we went to XES Lounge where we met up with his friends Ant Man, Mark, Chris Ryan (the party promoter you may or may not get tons of invites to NYC events from on Facebook and Myspace), and Chris' boyfriend Chris. (I know, too many Chris', I said the same thing.) All of them quickly became some of my most favorite people ever. Ant Man took my overnight bag(/go go dancing bag stuffed with clothes and toiletries too) and put it in his car, which ingratiated me to him forever you have *no* idea. After we had a few drinks at XES we departed and went to Rush, briefly. It was kind of dead, but it was still a nice little place. Then we went to Splash. As soon as walked in, I was in love with it. My new favorite bar, even more than BeBar or Town or Dark Lady or Mirabar or anywhere.
And also, almost as soon as we walked in, I saw the many many go go boys and I knew that one day I would have to work there. And then I saw my friend Dennis -- who I usually see working in DC -- working at Splash! I knew he had worked in NYC but I didn't know he still did -- which was exciting for me because he and I met when we both worked at one of Seth Gold's parties in Club XS.
Speaking of which, Seth Gold and a few PA people showed up at Splash, actually. It was exciting to know people, you know? But I also met a ton of new people -- Zoe, the (apparent) fairy queen of Manhatten -- gorgeous, glamorous, hetero woman, and surrounded by gays. I instantly loved her. I also met this guy Nick, who aside from being beautiful (and having a beautiful gay brother I learned), and being from Israel, is one of the most interesting people I have ever met. I also met several of the other go go boys who were super friendly and who I would love to work with -- and I met Alan, who is apparently the guy in charge of the go go boys. So, good to know! I bumped into another beautiful guy once I was fully hammered who I think was named Jason? Anyways, he seemed really cool too, and I wish I had been less drunk. But what was about to come? Yeah, that I really wished I was sober for.
We left Splash after a while and went to Jonny McGovern's party called Mr. Black's. A girl was being thrown out as we arrived -- a crazy bitch. The best part? They threw her purse out in the street after her. While we watched this I noticed that this kid Steve -- who was good friends with my very first boyfriend and who I've seen maybe once since then -- is right next to us in line. CRAZY!
We got in, went to the bathroom, and then came out to schmooze. I was immediately introduced to Adam Joseph. You might recognize the name from his most-well-known video:
And then moments later, I was face to face with Jonny McGovern -- whose music I love. And, in my drunken state, what am I able to do? Compliment him on his height. HIS HEIGHT. We had like a five minute conversation about how tall he is. HIS HEIGHT. No more booze. And certainly no more shot at being in one of his music videos (:P):
Oh well.
Anyways, after that, we went to Akash's apartment where some of those who we had lost at Splash (which was everyone, basically :P) rejoined us. Until something like seven in the morning when I passed out, more from exhaustion than from alcohol.
Friday, July 4th
And when we awoke, it took a good long time for us to get our act together and get out to the party we were supposed to go to around noon. Like, we got there around 6. But none of us were feeling 100% so we didn't stay long either. We went back to Akash's apartment, where Nick joined us, and we proceeded to make excuses as to why we couldn't go out until it started pouring and we ultimately decided we didn't feel like going out that night anyways. So we watched TV all night until Nick and I both fell asleep.
When we awoke the next day, it was time to head home....and that will all be in the next post -- including my unexpected return to NYC yesterday!
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Sunday, July 13, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
An Adventure in Alcoholism; Part 1
It's been way too long since I wrote here, and there has been way too much alcohol consumed.
Let's see, Wednesday evening (last Wednesday, that is, not yesterday) Chris and I went to Thayer Street and walked along it, and then ate ice cream. Then we went to retro night at Mirabar, of course. It was fun, cause we really got to show each other off to our friends (and his co-workers). If there's anything I love about dating, it's showing off Chris. He was seriously so adorable about my leaving too. (Although he kept reminding me to "be good", like I was going to forget to not cheat? It was kind of annoying, but he and I talked about it and we're all good.)
Thursday I drove all frikkin' day to get to Maryland and shortly thereafter, Brendan and I left for XS. Where I got very very drunk. Which was fun! I met a lot of cool new people too -- and I even remember a few of them! Kinda.
Almost everyone was there, except a few people who had gone up to Allentown where Jeffy's birthday celebration was going on. It was supposed to be at XS, but there was drama (surprise!) so he had to move it. I didn't know about the drama until far too late to move mine (plus, Allentown is three hours away so....) Anyways, Cody was there (he'd never seen me drunk before...), Jordan, Kenny, Amanda, Anthony (who was celebrating his 18th birthday too), Will, basically, tons and tons of people!
The next day we headed down to Washington D.C to go to Town. It was basically the same crew, and then some. (Including two new people: Mitchel and Larry, who were very cool.) Once we got there, pretty much all of my friends in DC showed up which was incredibly awesome. I mean, there were a few I didn't get to see but oh well. You win some, you lose some. Now, if I had been drunk at XS then I was really and truly wasted at Town -- everyone kept buying me drinks. Like everyone. I didn't like half of them -- too strong -- but I drank them anyways because they were a gift. Anyways, fairly early in the night I decided that, with all of the gorgeous guys around that I couldn't hook up with, I was going to find a boy for Jeff to make out. I focused on one of the go go boys there (one who I, of course, think is breath-taking -- there's a story about the first time I saw him actually but I'll tell it later :P). But eventually I was too drunk to continue trying to get Jeff to make out and I wandered away all Attention Deficit-y. Ooooh, and Cody and I went at it that night! First, I was already irked by the fact that he didn't come to RI for my birthday because he'd spent all his money on drinking. Then he compared me to my evil, evil ex-boyfriend -- the one we don't talk about. Yeah. I slapped him and then continued dancing as if it hadn't happened. Good times.
Anyways, I had SUCH a fun, drunken night. But I was exhausted by the time we left -- even though I had no desire to leave yet. So during the car ride back, I passed out on Larry.
The next day, I helped Brendan clean his house for people that were coming to look at it, interested buyers, y'know. Then he sent me off to the mall where I bought the cutest shirt on sale at Guess. Then I headed down to almost DC to hang out with Simon, we spent a few hours together before heading off to BeBar -- where I'd never been. Honest to God, I'm in love with the place, it was (for almost week, until I was out in NYC that is :P) my favorite bar ever.
After BeBar we went and had an afterparty
. We all passed out around 6 in the morning, after a rousing game of Kings. When we finally all woke up, I was driven out to where we'd left my car (it was fine) and I drove Simon home and then headed back to Brendan's.
And that's all you get for now. I'll finish the story of the road trip tomorrow, I promise/swear on my life. Then I'll get you caught up on everything that's happened since.
Let's see, Wednesday evening (last Wednesday, that is, not yesterday) Chris and I went to Thayer Street and walked along it, and then ate ice cream. Then we went to retro night at Mirabar, of course. It was fun, cause we really got to show each other off to our friends (and his co-workers). If there's anything I love about dating, it's showing off Chris. He was seriously so adorable about my leaving too. (Although he kept reminding me to "be good", like I was going to forget to not cheat? It was kind of annoying, but he and I talked about it and we're all good.)Thursday I drove all frikkin' day to get to Maryland and shortly thereafter, Brendan and I left for XS. Where I got very very drunk. Which was fun! I met a lot of cool new people too -- and I even remember a few of them! Kinda.
Almost everyone was there, except a few people who had gone up to Allentown where Jeffy's birthday celebration was going on. It was supposed to be at XS, but there was drama (surprise!) so he had to move it. I didn't know about the drama until far too late to move mine (plus, Allentown is three hours away so....) Anyways, Cody was there (he'd never seen me drunk before...), Jordan, Kenny, Amanda, Anthony (who was celebrating his 18th birthday too), Will, basically, tons and tons of people!
The next day we headed down to Washington D.C to go to Town. It was basically the same crew, and then some. (Including two new people: Mitchel and Larry, who were very cool.) Once we got there, pretty much all of my friends in DC showed up which was incredibly awesome. I mean, there were a few I didn't get to see but oh well. You win some, you lose some. Now, if I had been drunk at XS then I was really and truly wasted at Town -- everyone kept buying me drinks. Like everyone. I didn't like half of them -- too strong -- but I drank them anyways because they were a gift. Anyways, fairly early in the night I decided that, with all of the gorgeous guys around that I couldn't hook up with, I was going to find a boy for Jeff to make out. I focused on one of the go go boys there (one who I, of course, think is breath-taking -- there's a story about the first time I saw him actually but I'll tell it later :P). But eventually I was too drunk to continue trying to get Jeff to make out and I wandered away all Attention Deficit-y. Ooooh, and Cody and I went at it that night! First, I was already irked by the fact that he didn't come to RI for my birthday because he'd spent all his money on drinking. Then he compared me to my evil, evil ex-boyfriend -- the one we don't talk about. Yeah. I slapped him and then continued dancing as if it hadn't happened. Good times.
Anyways, I had SUCH a fun, drunken night. But I was exhausted by the time we left -- even though I had no desire to leave yet. So during the car ride back, I passed out on Larry.
The next day, I helped Brendan clean his house for people that were coming to look at it, interested buyers, y'know. Then he sent me off to the mall where I bought the cutest shirt on sale at Guess. Then I headed down to almost DC to hang out with Simon, we spent a few hours together before heading off to BeBar -- where I'd never been. Honest to God, I'm in love with the place, it was (for almost week, until I was out in NYC that is :P) my favorite bar ever.After BeBar we went and had an afterparty
. We all passed out around 6 in the morning, after a rousing game of Kings. When we finally all woke up, I was driven out to where we'd left my car (it was fine) and I drove Simon home and then headed back to Brendan's.And that's all you get for now. I'll finish the story of the road trip tomorrow, I promise/swear on my life. Then I'll get you caught up on everything that's happened since.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
"You're a dreamer, dreaming's what you do"
So, before I update you all on my life in general...I want to tell you about my accident.
You see, I was downloading music and I accidentally downloaded "Sorry's Not Good Enough" by McFly. I've never heard any of McFly's music before, although I've heard of the bad.
As it turns out, I love it.
So, that's my accident.
So, the weekend I was predicting turned out to be a little more out-of-the ordinary than I thought it would.
So, Thursday morning Kat, Katie, and I went to Philly to pick up Katie's sister. Then, it was off to NYC to pick up more of her family. We met with Kat's boss at Punchline Magazine, an enterprise which I think has officially made her the most successful (career-wise) of my college friends to date. I mean, she just graduated and she has two paying gigs for e-zines. Bravo, bravo! (If you want to read her latest article, an interview with Jon Reep, you can see it here.)
Following that, we split up. Katie and Kat headed off to see the Colbert Report, for which they had V.I.P tickets. I headed off across Central Park to meet up with my friends Chris and David. We went to get coffee, and while we did that David got a phone call about a party that night. He asked if he could bring friends and they told him he could.
We'd all just been invited to an exclusive party by OUT Magazine at Saks Fifth Ave.
THE Saks Fifth Avenue ON Fifth Ave!!!
When we got off the elevator to the men's department, we were immediately greeted by two beautiful swimwear models. One handed us keychains (which I collect, so that won me over instantly!) and explained that on each keychain there was a combination and if that combination opened the lock on any of the boxes placed randomly throughout the store, you got all of the merchandise that was in the box. We tried all the boxes, but, alas, we did not manage to open any of them.
Chris and I, having been caught totally surprise and not having come straight from a job on Wallstreet (like David had) were terribly underdressed and despite our usual self-confidence I we were a little self-conscious around all of the beautiful models that were wandering around. I thought I was Jonathan Vargas (who seems to have dropped off the face of the earth) as we were leaving, I didn't say anything to him though.
Anyways, that was quite possibly the most exciting thing ever. EVER. I can't wait to do it again.
I met up with Kat, Katie, and Katie's family later that night. We finally made it back to Pennsylvania around 2 in the morning. I woke up, went to Physical Therapy, came back and went to packing.
Downside? I'd been left alone with Katie's crazy religious-nutcase uncle. There aren't any experiences more awkward than that -- especially since I'd asked that he not be in the apartment as much as possible but, uhm, I don't know what happened to that but it's over so whatevs.
Moving on...Friday night, Cody swung by and picked me up. We headed down to Brendan's place and once we got there, it wasn't long before Brendan took Cody, Adam, Jeff, Jason, and I to see the house he's getting and moving to. It's GORGEOUS and I'm totally doing all my laundry there. (Sorry, Brendan, you don't get any say in this matter. The Fates and I have decided without you. :P)
So, then we went back to Brendan's to meet up with the other Jeff and then it was down to Town. Town wasn't anything unusual except that I knew more people as I'd met so many people last weekend. I had a blast. Well before I was ready (but ain't that how it always goes? I say the clubs should all close at 5 am :P), we headed out.
I woke up bright and early, got dressed, and headed over to campus for the graduation ceremony. I watched with Stephan, and then I went back to the apartment to finish packing. Cody, bless him, came over and helped me move things over to the storage unit.
Katie and I went to the diner one last time together. The food was delicious, the ranch dressing was addictive, it was pretty much the usual.
I went out with my straight guy friends and Crystal one more time before Crystal truly departed for the cruel, harsh world of post-college life.
The next day I drove home to Rhode Island in driving rain all day. Nobody in the country knows how to drive in rain, so it was an especially miserable day. When I arrived at my parents' house, my elbow hurt and it was bright red. I paid no attention.
The next day, I woke up and went to my class. The professor informed us that, despite this being Chem 101, it was equivalent to an AP course and was designed for majors. I was all "Crap! I had to get this course pre-approved!" Long story of agonizing self-doubt cut short, I ended up dropping the course and adding a Biology to my fall schedule. No biggie. (Actually, huge biggie, but I'm trying not to think about it. :P)
Tuesday night, all of that school stuff behind me, Grace and I went out to karaoke, which was a blast. She and my friend Francis were the most popular singers there (which was cool, although other people who are not as naturally blessed in the vocal department and who were trying really hard and having a really good time were also really well received). It was generally awesome. And, of course, I got to see a bunch of my friends I hadn't seen yet.
It was the sort of night that a night out in Providence should be like, and I was psyched that I was home.
So, of course, I woke up the next morning with a fever of 102 degrees. My left arm was entirely swollen and bright red -- but I had sleeves on so we didn't know this yet. Still, we suspected my elbow was somehow infected.
So, off we went to the walk-in clinic down the street. And lo and behold, my elbow was infected. They took off the steri-strips, which were still on me because the nurse who had put them on had told me they would come off on their own and not to worry, giving me no time frame and no idea that I could take them off myself. And under these steri-strips; the source of my infection. That self-same nurse had left in a stitch! (Even though I'd asked her to double-check about that....stupid incompetent little bitch...)
So, I was put on antibiotics, including a burn cream (antibiotics that absorb through the skin). I've been holed up all week trying to get better so I can go out and do stuff. Now, I finally feel good again! But I still have a very splotchy, red arm.
Anyways, I should be able to go out again by Tuesday night. I'm keeping my fingers crossed because there is nothing like being stuck in my parents' house with no way out to drive me totally INSANE, right? :P
Oh, but we rented 27 Dresses from the Red Box. I've seen it before, but Mom and Grandma hadn't. They loved it, of course. Cause I've got good taste. I'm trying to decide what I want to get from the Red Box next, but there's so many good choices!
You see, I was downloading music and I accidentally downloaded "Sorry's Not Good Enough" by McFly. I've never heard any of McFly's music before, although I've heard of the bad.As it turns out, I love it.
So, that's my accident.
So, the weekend I was predicting turned out to be a little more out-of-the ordinary than I thought it would.
So, Thursday morning Kat, Katie, and I went to Philly to pick up Katie's sister. Then, it was off to NYC to pick up more of her family. We met with Kat's boss at Punchline Magazine, an enterprise which I think has officially made her the most successful (career-wise) of my college friends to date. I mean, she just graduated and she has two paying gigs for e-zines. Bravo, bravo! (If you want to read her latest article, an interview with Jon Reep, you can see it here.)
Following that, we split up. Katie and Kat headed off to see the Colbert Report, for which they had V.I.P tickets. I headed off across Central Park to meet up with my friends Chris and David. We went to get coffee, and while we did that David got a phone call about a party that night. He asked if he could bring friends and they told him he could.
We'd all just been invited to an exclusive party by OUT Magazine at Saks Fifth Ave.
THE Saks Fifth Avenue ON Fifth Ave!!!When we got off the elevator to the men's department, we were immediately greeted by two beautiful swimwear models. One handed us keychains (which I collect, so that won me over instantly!) and explained that on each keychain there was a combination and if that combination opened the lock on any of the boxes placed randomly throughout the store, you got all of the merchandise that was in the box. We tried all the boxes, but, alas, we did not manage to open any of them.
Chris and I, having been caught totally surprise and not having come straight from a job on Wallstreet (like David had) were terribly underdressed and despite our usual self-confidence I we were a little self-conscious around all of the beautiful models that were wandering around. I thought I was Jonathan Vargas (who seems to have dropped off the face of the earth) as we were leaving, I didn't say anything to him though.
Anyways, that was quite possibly the most exciting thing ever. EVER. I can't wait to do it again.
I met up with Kat, Katie, and Katie's family later that night. We finally made it back to Pennsylvania around 2 in the morning. I woke up, went to Physical Therapy, came back and went to packing.
Downside? I'd been left alone with Katie's crazy religious-nutcase uncle. There aren't any experiences more awkward than that -- especially since I'd asked that he not be in the apartment as much as possible but, uhm, I don't know what happened to that but it's over so whatevs.
Moving on...Friday night, Cody swung by and picked me up. We headed down to Brendan's place and once we got there, it wasn't long before Brendan took Cody, Adam, Jeff, Jason, and I to see the house he's getting and moving to. It's GORGEOUS and I'm totally doing all my laundry there. (Sorry, Brendan, you don't get any say in this matter. The Fates and I have decided without you. :P)
So, then we went back to Brendan's to meet up with the other Jeff and then it was down to Town. Town wasn't anything unusual except that I knew more people as I'd met so many people last weekend. I had a blast. Well before I was ready (but ain't that how it always goes? I say the clubs should all close at 5 am :P), we headed out.
I woke up bright and early, got dressed, and headed over to campus for the graduation ceremony. I watched with Stephan, and then I went back to the apartment to finish packing. Cody, bless him, came over and helped me move things over to the storage unit.
Katie and I went to the diner one last time together. The food was delicious, the ranch dressing was addictive, it was pretty much the usual.
I went out with my straight guy friends and Crystal one more time before Crystal truly departed for the cruel, harsh world of post-college life.
The next day I drove home to Rhode Island in driving rain all day. Nobody in the country knows how to drive in rain, so it was an especially miserable day. When I arrived at my parents' house, my elbow hurt and it was bright red. I paid no attention.
The next day, I woke up and went to my class. The professor informed us that, despite this being Chem 101, it was equivalent to an AP course and was designed for majors. I was all "Crap! I had to get this course pre-approved!" Long story of agonizing self-doubt cut short, I ended up dropping the course and adding a Biology to my fall schedule. No biggie. (Actually, huge biggie, but I'm trying not to think about it. :P)
Tuesday night, all of that school stuff behind me, Grace and I went out to karaoke, which was a blast. She and my friend Francis were the most popular singers there (which was cool, although other people who are not as naturally blessed in the vocal department and who were trying really hard and having a really good time were also really well received). It was generally awesome. And, of course, I got to see a bunch of my friends I hadn't seen yet.
It was the sort of night that a night out in Providence should be like, and I was psyched that I was home.
So, of course, I woke up the next morning with a fever of 102 degrees. My left arm was entirely swollen and bright red -- but I had sleeves on so we didn't know this yet. Still, we suspected my elbow was somehow infected.
So, off we went to the walk-in clinic down the street. And lo and behold, my elbow was infected. They took off the steri-strips, which were still on me because the nurse who had put them on had told me they would come off on their own and not to worry, giving me no time frame and no idea that I could take them off myself. And under these steri-strips; the source of my infection. That self-same nurse had left in a stitch! (Even though I'd asked her to double-check about that....stupid incompetent little bitch...)
So, I was put on antibiotics, including a burn cream (antibiotics that absorb through the skin). I've been holed up all week trying to get better so I can go out and do stuff. Now, I finally feel good again! But I still have a very splotchy, red arm.
Anyways, I should be able to go out again by Tuesday night. I'm keeping my fingers crossed because there is nothing like being stuck in my parents' house with no way out to drive me totally INSANE, right? :P
Oh, but we rented 27 Dresses from the Red Box. I've seen it before, but Mom and Grandma hadn't. They loved it, of course. Cause I've got good taste. I'm trying to decide what I want to get from the Red Box next, but there's so many good choices!
Monday, May 12, 2008
I could get used to you
Soooo, someone had the best weekend ever and there's a really good chance that it was me. Okay, actually, straight up, it was me.
See, it was Alphonso's birthday this weekend so of course I had to figure out how to get there. After XS on Thursday, which was much fun as usual, I went home and tried to figure out how to get to DC as soon as possible. I had had a ride initially, but it fell through. Y'know, it happens.
Then Friday, I banged out eleven pages of the script for that TV show I talked about before. No chance of it being produced in sight, but let me tell you....so far, it's good. And it keeps getting better, in my head anyways.
That night, Cody picked me up and we headed to Towson. Stuff happened, we almost didn't go to Town, but I joined Jeffy, Josh, and Sam on their way down. And, as the death defying ride continued, we discovered I could have gone with a much saner driver and Brendan was still coming down. Oh well. :P
(I still luv you Jeffy, I just don't want to ride with you ever again. :P)
So once we finally made it to Town, that was a blast. Tons of people, new and old, to hang out with. All the dancers I know and love were there. And Dennis -- oh, I felt so bad although everyone kind of got a kick out of this -- hurt himself so he and I both had slings on our left arms. People took pictures of us with out slings. When I'm famous, that's going to end up in a tabloid somewhere, I know it. :P
I reintroduced myself to Simon, which became kind of an inside joke for the weekend. Oh, inside jokes...how you make me laugh -- but quietly, to myself so other people don't think I'm skitzo.
After Town was a party at Alphonso's that ended up lasting until about 6:30 am. It was a total blast and I met some amazing people there. I also got hit on a lot, which was unfortunate because -- as you ought to know by now if you've been reading this blog for a while -- I've got very mixed feelings about being hit on and I think sex with people you don't know is typically extremely ugh. When everyone had finally left, and everything was cleaned up without the birthday boy having to do anything, Allie and I went to bed. I was totally exhausted.
We woke up super late on Saturday and went to eat at this great little restaurant. I ordered Crab Cakes Benedict, and although I can assure you there were no crabs harmed in the making of my meal (which may have been a mistake, I don't know) it was delicious!
Saturday night was a party at Alphonso's. Tons of people were there. It was fantastic. Some of them were people I'd already met (like Simon, who reintroduced himself to me :P) but a lot of them were new. About the time people were heading off to various clubs -- the party was kind of in shifts -- I headed off to a club called the Rock and Roll Hotel with some of my new friends, Ryan, Shawn, Aaron, Drew, and Michael -- some of my favorites of the whole weekend. When we were there we also met JR who is cool as shit. A lot of the music was new to me, Baltimore House, and I have to say I LOOOOOOVED IT!! It was a total blast, and I can't wait to hang out with all those boys again. It was by far better than the last time I ran off to hang out with people I'd just met.
Ryan and Shawn also introduced me to this:
The most hysterical thing ever.
So we got back to Alphonso's around 3 am and the party was still going strong, although not for much longer. Met some more people, talked to some people I had already met, had a blast. Passed out.
Sunday, Alphonso and I cleaned up, went out to a place called The Diner for breakfast, and stayed in and watched movies. The weather was gross, but I finally got the chance to see
I Am Legend and got the chance to pass up seeing Babel, which officially grossed me out. A lot.
This morning, I took the train up from DC to Philly and then back to central PA. Now, Katie and I are working on tying up the loose ends here and heading home for the summer. Thursday we're going to NYC for the day and I'm really hoping I'll still manage an appearance at XS. Friday I should be at Town one final time. Saturday is Katie's graduation ceremony, and then Sunday morning -- bright and early because with my whole elbow thing this is going to be a long a hellish road trip -- I will go home to Rhode Island.
...and from there...well, you'll just have to find out. ;) Let's just say this summer will be gooood, especially since I'm starting to get back some of that old spark and spontaneity that I seemed to have lost.
See, it was Alphonso's birthday this weekend so of course I had to figure out how to get there. After XS on Thursday, which was much fun as usual, I went home and tried to figure out how to get to DC as soon as possible. I had had a ride initially, but it fell through. Y'know, it happens.
Then Friday, I banged out eleven pages of the script for that TV show I talked about before. No chance of it being produced in sight, but let me tell you....so far, it's good. And it keeps getting better, in my head anyways.
That night, Cody picked me up and we headed to Towson. Stuff happened, we almost didn't go to Town, but I joined Jeffy, Josh, and Sam on their way down. And, as the death defying ride continued, we discovered I could have gone with a much saner driver and Brendan was still coming down. Oh well. :P
(I still luv you Jeffy, I just don't want to ride with you ever again. :P)
So once we finally made it to Town, that was a blast. Tons of people, new and old, to hang out with. All the dancers I know and love were there. And Dennis -- oh, I felt so bad although everyone kind of got a kick out of this -- hurt himself so he and I both had slings on our left arms. People took pictures of us with out slings. When I'm famous, that's going to end up in a tabloid somewhere, I know it. :P
I reintroduced myself to Simon, which became kind of an inside joke for the weekend. Oh, inside jokes...how you make me laugh -- but quietly, to myself so other people don't think I'm skitzo.
After Town was a party at Alphonso's that ended up lasting until about 6:30 am. It was a total blast and I met some amazing people there. I also got hit on a lot, which was unfortunate because -- as you ought to know by now if you've been reading this blog for a while -- I've got very mixed feelings about being hit on and I think sex with people you don't know is typically extremely ugh. When everyone had finally left, and everything was cleaned up without the birthday boy having to do anything, Allie and I went to bed. I was totally exhausted.
We woke up super late on Saturday and went to eat at this great little restaurant. I ordered Crab Cakes Benedict, and although I can assure you there were no crabs harmed in the making of my meal (which may have been a mistake, I don't know) it was delicious!
Saturday night was a party at Alphonso's. Tons of people were there. It was fantastic. Some of them were people I'd already met (like Simon, who reintroduced himself to me :P) but a lot of them were new. About the time people were heading off to various clubs -- the party was kind of in shifts -- I headed off to a club called the Rock and Roll Hotel with some of my new friends, Ryan, Shawn, Aaron, Drew, and Michael -- some of my favorites of the whole weekend. When we were there we also met JR who is cool as shit. A lot of the music was new to me, Baltimore House, and I have to say I LOOOOOOVED IT!! It was a total blast, and I can't wait to hang out with all those boys again. It was by far better than the last time I ran off to hang out with people I'd just met.
Ryan and Shawn also introduced me to this:
The most hysterical thing ever.
So we got back to Alphonso's around 3 am and the party was still going strong, although not for much longer. Met some more people, talked to some people I had already met, had a blast. Passed out.
Sunday, Alphonso and I cleaned up, went out to a place called The Diner for breakfast, and stayed in and watched movies. The weather was gross, but I finally got the chance to see
I Am Legend and got the chance to pass up seeing Babel, which officially grossed me out. A lot.This morning, I took the train up from DC to Philly and then back to central PA. Now, Katie and I are working on tying up the loose ends here and heading home for the summer. Thursday we're going to NYC for the day and I'm really hoping I'll still manage an appearance at XS. Friday I should be at Town one final time. Saturday is Katie's graduation ceremony, and then Sunday morning -- bright and early because with my whole elbow thing this is going to be a long a hellish road trip -- I will go home to Rhode Island.
...and from there...well, you'll just have to find out. ;) Let's just say this summer will be gooood, especially since I'm starting to get back some of that old spark and spontaneity that I seemed to have lost.
Saturday, May 03, 2008
Birthdays abound!
I have celebrated so much birthdays lately! It's making me even more excited for mine!
Amanda's birthday was Friday so we went out to XS on Thursday and went down to Town on Friday to celebrate. Amanda, Jeff, Cody, Michael, and I went down to DC with Brendan. Coincidentally, my friend Aaron has been celebrating his birthday as well (which was Wednesday) in the same locations. To surprise Amanda, Brighid and Tyler came down to DC. She loved it. (I'll let you all imagine the things going on in my head.) Town was actually really awkward and uncomfortable for me until I decided to bail on the people I came with and hang out almost exclusively with Alphonso. I guess I should have taken three Percocets instead of just two. (The third one for the high and not the pain relief -- although I got jostled a lot and that was not fun either.)
So, this week has been overall, quite enjoyable because, honestly, karma's a raging bitch on PMS and she is kicking everybody's asses. I know it's sick, but I love it. There's been several examples of this, most of which I'm not going to get into because I know that won't end well.
First -- and probably my favorite -- who remembers Anthony? My ex who cheated on me, on my campus after just a couple weeks? Saw him -- didn't recognize him, he looks reminiscent of a hobo at the moment -- and he proceeded to tell me, as if I would be sympathetic, that his ex cheated on him. With a girl. Actually, the situation it seems was very Kat-esque in that the girl was in the picture the whole time, and Anthony was unknowingly the "other man".
Love. My. Life.
There is another karmic incident that you will no doubt be interested in, but at present I can't.
My least favorite of these incidents is actually a realization that I totally had my own karmic kickback (that doesn't seem to be over yet). I'm not going to get into too much, because the boy in question does read this blog. (Or did...given his (what I've interpreted as) distant and strange behavior over the past couple days, I'm not going to make any attempts to predict anything he does.) Suffice to say, I was an asshole and I had the whole thing with Michael coming to me, totally earned. Not sure I've earned all of the treatment I've been getting but...oh well. I've been told by multiple people I just need to let "it" blow over for a few days. No clue was "it" is, of course. And I'd rather have "it" get talked about than have "it" lying under the surface of our friendship waiting for an opportunity to boil to the surface and cause even more trouble later.
Now, for the final point of this entry...Jeff, Adam Brody is this guy:
And whether or not you agree with me, you definitely look like the love child of Adam Brody and Orlando Bloom.
Amanda's birthday was Friday so we went out to XS on Thursday and went down to Town on Friday to celebrate. Amanda, Jeff, Cody, Michael, and I went down to DC with Brendan. Coincidentally, my friend Aaron has been celebrating his birthday as well (which was Wednesday) in the same locations. To surprise Amanda, Brighid and Tyler came down to DC. She loved it. (I'll let you all imagine the things going on in my head.) Town was actually really awkward and uncomfortable for me until I decided to bail on the people I came with and hang out almost exclusively with Alphonso. I guess I should have taken three Percocets instead of just two. (The third one for the high and not the pain relief -- although I got jostled a lot and that was not fun either.)
So, this week has been overall, quite enjoyable because, honestly, karma's a raging bitch on PMS and she is kicking everybody's asses. I know it's sick, but I love it. There's been several examples of this, most of which I'm not going to get into because I know that won't end well.
First -- and probably my favorite -- who remembers Anthony? My ex who cheated on me, on my campus after just a couple weeks? Saw him -- didn't recognize him, he looks reminiscent of a hobo at the moment -- and he proceeded to tell me, as if I would be sympathetic, that his ex cheated on him. With a girl. Actually, the situation it seems was very Kat-esque in that the girl was in the picture the whole time, and Anthony was unknowingly the "other man".
Love. My. Life.
There is another karmic incident that you will no doubt be interested in, but at present I can't.
My least favorite of these incidents is actually a realization that I totally had my own karmic kickback (that doesn't seem to be over yet). I'm not going to get into too much, because the boy in question does read this blog. (Or did...given his (what I've interpreted as) distant and strange behavior over the past couple days, I'm not going to make any attempts to predict anything he does.) Suffice to say, I was an asshole and I had the whole thing with Michael coming to me, totally earned. Not sure I've earned all of the treatment I've been getting but...oh well. I've been told by multiple people I just need to let "it" blow over for a few days. No clue was "it" is, of course. And I'd rather have "it" get talked about than have "it" lying under the surface of our friendship waiting for an opportunity to boil to the surface and cause even more trouble later.
Now, for the final point of this entry...Jeff, Adam Brody is this guy:
And whether or not you agree with me, you definitely look like the love child of Adam Brody and Orlando Bloom.
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
"Anyone who's ever been in love will tell you that this is no time for a chat!"
Hi. My name is Graham, and I'm a caffeine addict. It has been three minutes since my last Frappucino. But before that I didn't have caffeine for two whole days and, let me tell you, the headache I started to get today? Fucking blew.
But that's not what you're reading this for, is it? You are all dying to know more about a boy. And, trust me, I am dying to tell you.
So....I went back to Michael's apartment the other night, like I said I was going to. Soon after I got there, Allison (his friend from the night before) was there. She's very cool. We all sort of sat around and didn't do much of anything, but we had a good time. I guess there was stuff on TV we were watching, but unless it was HGTV all night I honestly don't remember what it was -- so I'm guessing if there was more than HGTV stuff it wasn't all that entertaining.
I'll tell you what I do remember though: at one point in the night, Allison and he were getting ready to go out on the balcony and smoke, and all of a sudden, quite randomly, he kissed me. Just a kiss on the lips, but it was still really, really nice. I know, I know, I'm lame. Whatever.
So, following that, Michael and I went to bed, cuddled, and slept.
In the morning, we both got ready for our days and went our separate ways, he to school and I to Brendan's. He kissed me again in the parking lot which was totally cool (especially since I'm so used to the Pennsylvania atmosphere where man-on-man PDA is a strict no-no unless you want "FAG" spray painted on the side of your car). I won't lie, I may have stopped breathing for a second at that point. Maybe.
At the end of the day we talked, and I ended up going -- surprise! -- to Michael's apartment. He and I watched
Monster House and I drank -- because he doesn't like rum, and he was surprisingly and sweetly not annoyed with me being seriously tipsy (I'm a lightweight, I hate it). When we went to bed, I was totally obnoxious and couldn't shut up, so eventually I rolled over so I wouldn't see him and might fool myself into thinking I was alone and had no one to talk to. That worked, though when I woke up later in the night I was spooning with him, so I guess that started at some point.
So, this morning, we parted ways with a long hug and a kiss that -- I think -- he may have been aiming for my cheek and I was aiming for his lips. Whoops.
I'm expecting two things tonight: 1) I will not be able to sleep tonight -- alone, in my bed -- having just spent most of the past week sleeping with him in his.
2) Our little romantic and super fun fling is most likely at a close. I'm okay with that, I'm mostly glad it happened at all. I mean, if more is meant to happen, it will, right? So we'll see.
I know that he'll be at XS on Thursday, but following that I don't know when I'll see him again.
(Michael wanted me to put pictures of him up, so I got one off his Myspace.)
PS Forever ago was the last time I did this:
And I was only PG-13 then!! I'm growing up! :P
But that's not what you're reading this for, is it? You are all dying to know more about a boy. And, trust me, I am dying to tell you.
So....I went back to Michael's apartment the other night, like I said I was going to. Soon after I got there, Allison (his friend from the night before) was there. She's very cool. We all sort of sat around and didn't do much of anything, but we had a good time. I guess there was stuff on TV we were watching, but unless it was HGTV all night I honestly don't remember what it was -- so I'm guessing if there was more than HGTV stuff it wasn't all that entertaining.
I'll tell you what I do remember though: at one point in the night, Allison and he were getting ready to go out on the balcony and smoke, and all of a sudden, quite randomly, he kissed me. Just a kiss on the lips, but it was still really, really nice. I know, I know, I'm lame. Whatever.So, following that, Michael and I went to bed, cuddled, and slept.
In the morning, we both got ready for our days and went our separate ways, he to school and I to Brendan's. He kissed me again in the parking lot which was totally cool (especially since I'm so used to the Pennsylvania atmosphere where man-on-man PDA is a strict no-no unless you want "FAG" spray painted on the side of your car). I won't lie, I may have stopped breathing for a second at that point. Maybe.
At the end of the day we talked, and I ended up going -- surprise! -- to Michael's apartment. He and I watched
Monster House and I drank -- because he doesn't like rum, and he was surprisingly and sweetly not annoyed with me being seriously tipsy (I'm a lightweight, I hate it). When we went to bed, I was totally obnoxious and couldn't shut up, so eventually I rolled over so I wouldn't see him and might fool myself into thinking I was alone and had no one to talk to. That worked, though when I woke up later in the night I was spooning with him, so I guess that started at some point.So, this morning, we parted ways with a long hug and a kiss that -- I think -- he may have been aiming for my cheek and I was aiming for his lips. Whoops.
I'm expecting two things tonight: 1) I will not be able to sleep tonight -- alone, in my bed -- having just spent most of the past week sleeping with him in his.
2) Our little romantic and super fun fling is most likely at a close. I'm okay with that, I'm mostly glad it happened at all. I mean, if more is meant to happen, it will, right? So we'll see.
I know that he'll be at XS on Thursday, but following that I don't know when I'll see him again.
(Michael wanted me to put pictures of him up, so I got one off his Myspace.)
PS Forever ago was the last time I did this:
And I was only PG-13 then!! I'm growing up! :P
Monday, March 03, 2008
"Outside, confidence is king"
So, Brendan has hired me for a top secret research project which pays rather well. So, that's what I'm doing right now, and as such I have been not in Pennsylvania since Sunday. I've been in Maryland at Brendan's place -- which, as I said before, is close to Michael's apartment.
So, I alerted him to my presence in his home area -- I tried to be friendly and not very flirty about it, I really am trying to tone that down and be better about, y'know, not being an idiot (I don't think this goal of mine is going very well though.)
So, anyways, last night Michael called me and we chatted, and he told me he'd read my blog (and so had Jason) and he kept subtly hinting that I should go over to his place (by saying things like "You should come over"). So, when I was finished with my work, I decided I would.
When I got there, I found it really was the happening place to be. His roomie was there, his roomie's boyfriend was there, and a female friend of Michael's was there. Death Becomes Her was on the TV.
After the movie, Michael and I hooked my laptop up to the Internet and he made me read my blog to him again. Which, ps, there's nothing like reading your blog aloud to someone who is in it to make you feel stupid. And really melodramatic. And just in general, ew.
So, I gave him a massage (he really needed it) but as we'd been, y'know, drinking, we just ended up going to sleep, cuddling, and waking up a little late.
I came back to Brendan's, showered and stuff, and went to work.
And it wasn't long before Michael invited me to lunch. I headed out to the mall where he was working, and we waited for his co-worker to show up. While we waited, Michael worked on his list of people that he's messed around with -- with my help (I named names). Not sure I get that one, but he's a boy he's supposed to be all confusing and nonsensical. That's how it works.
Anyways, so we ate at the food court, and then I headed back to work.
And now I'm done for today, and I think I'm heading back to Michael's to watch stuff on TV with him.
Craaaaaaaaaaaazy.
So, I alerted him to my presence in his home area -- I tried to be friendly and not very flirty about it, I really am trying to tone that down and be better about, y'know, not being an idiot (I don't think this goal of mine is going very well though.)
So, anyways, last night Michael called me and we chatted, and he told me he'd read my blog (and so had Jason) and he kept subtly hinting that I should go over to his place (by saying things like "You should come over"). So, when I was finished with my work, I decided I would.
When I got there, I found it really was the happening place to be. His roomie was there, his roomie's boyfriend was there, and a female friend of Michael's was there. Death Becomes Her was on the TV.
After the movie, Michael and I hooked my laptop up to the Internet and he made me read my blog to him again. Which, ps, there's nothing like reading your blog aloud to someone who is in it to make you feel stupid. And really melodramatic. And just in general, ew.
So, I gave him a massage (he really needed it) but as we'd been, y'know, drinking, we just ended up going to sleep, cuddling, and waking up a little late.
I came back to Brendan's, showered and stuff, and went to work.
And it wasn't long before Michael invited me to lunch. I headed out to the mall where he was working, and we waited for his co-worker to show up. While we waited, Michael worked on his list of people that he's messed around with -- with my help (I named names). Not sure I get that one, but he's a boy he's supposed to be all confusing and nonsensical. That's how it works.
Anyways, so we ate at the food court, and then I headed back to work.
And now I'm done for today, and I think I'm heading back to Michael's to watch stuff on TV with him.
Craaaaaaaaaaaazy.
Saturday, March 01, 2008
But your ass is saying something...
I've had a confusing weekend, I mean, emotionally speaking. (Of course, I just now realized why: guess who's having his man period! :P)
So, this week things dwindled at school as everyone geared up for our poorly timed spring break which manages to exactly not coincide with the spring break of any school I know of -- or spring, for that matter.
Anyways, I am more than relieved for several reasons to escape with my friend Amanda to XS on Thursday night. Once there, we were almost immediately introduced to Brendan's compatriots for the night. The first, Jared, is a go go boy from New York state. As far as he goes...he was quite a character, but other details about him are not particularly necessary for my stories. (Brendan would probably disagree, but then again this is my blog and I'm not going to tell Brendan's stories on it. :P) Anyways, Jared was Brendan's date for the weekend.
We were also introduced to Michael -- a tiny bit shorter than me, but gorgeous enough that I am more than willing to make an exception to my taller-is-better rule. (That makes the total number of people who are exceptions to that rule up to 3.) As we talk about the boys, I suddenly recall having briefly met Michael once before.
He had already made this connection. Once again, yours truly is the slow one. :P
Anyhow, I begin flirting with Michael. Subtly at first (well, subtly for me) but more overtly as the night went on. I know, I know, I have a problem being like relaxed when it comes to boys and I come on too strong and just, in general, completely sabotage myself. Which is too bad, because when I'm not actually interested, I'm a damn master at flirting.
But the real master of flirting -- Jason -- Michael also caught his eye. And despite the fact that Jason and I are good friends, he never lets that stop him from flirting with people. (Whereas, if I'm aware that a friend of mine is into someone, I almost always back off.) (Maybe this tiny bit of selflessness is why I never get guys and Jason never has an issue with that?)
After the club, we went to the diner. Where I sat next to Michael, we talked the whole time and shared our food. (Amanda too.) And then we shared our phone numbers -- yeah, I got a boy's phone number!
So I got back to my apartment at 4 in the morning. Slept til 6. Woke up. Brought Katie to the airport. Went back to the apartment. Slept a half hour. Went to class. Didn't have the short story read that we were discussing -- but it's okay, no one did.
As I am trying to kill time between my two classes (my class that goes in between them was canceled because the prof was already on spring break, grr) and calling people. I call Jason, with the intent of seeing if he needed a ride to Town (he was having car issues). Turns out, he needs someone to help him get his car to the shop. I volunteer. So, I head over to his place and follow him in his car to the car place, then drive him back. He gave me a birch beer (OMG I love those things, ps) and soon I was on my way back to school.
Got back just in time for my acting class. Which basically consisted of, "They wouldn't let me cancel class. I marked you all as here. Have fun on break, bye!"
So I went to my apartment. And once I'm there, I get a call from Michael wondering if I want to hang out with him after he gets off work but before we go to Brendan's to meet everyone for Town. I'm totally game, of course, so I get ready quickly and flew down to the mall he works at and met him as he got off work.
Or as he was supposed to get off work.
Fifty minutes later, we left the Nordstroms where he works and went to his apartment where we chilled, ate, and then where he got ready. We headed over to Brendan's (later than we meant to because someone couldn't decide on a shirt...:P) where we met up with Brendan, Jason, Jared and a brand new Carl. Carl is Jared's ex-boyfriend and fellow go go boy who drove down from New York. I don't get it either, to be totally honest. But he was cool.
Jason wasn't feeling well and almost didn't come to Town, but Michael kept telling him he should, so Jason gave in. I think I would've felt bad if he didn't come, since he went all the way down to Brendan's house and then he would've just driven back. Like, way to get yourself all hyped up for a party and then go home and sleep. :P But Jason came with us.
And he and Michael flirted most of the night. Meanwhile, I also flirted with Michael and sometimes it seemed like he was flirting back and other times, not so much. I can't tell with boys anymore.
So, after Town, we went back to Brendan's. Jason got himself set up to sleep on the couch as usual, as Carl and Jared and Brendan disappeared upstairs for bed. Michael and I weren't sure whether or not we were gonna sleep there or at his apartment (which is not far away). Since my car was in the mall, I couldn't up and leave but -- I'll be honest -- I was feeling pretty discouraged by the whole Jason/Michael thing and I probably would have come home and let them have at it if I'd had the option. It was a good thing I didn't have the option, cause I totally would have regretted it.
So, yeah, Michael and I cuddled (and nothing else you dirty sex-addicts) off-and-on through the night, and I don't know about him but I woke up feeling very refreshed. We got him off to work and I got my car and came home where I am now. With no idea what I'm doing between now and when I have to work tomorrow at 12.
So, this week things dwindled at school as everyone geared up for our poorly timed spring break which manages to exactly not coincide with the spring break of any school I know of -- or spring, for that matter.
Anyways, I am more than relieved for several reasons to escape with my friend Amanda to XS on Thursday night. Once there, we were almost immediately introduced to Brendan's compatriots for the night. The first, Jared, is a go go boy from New York state. As far as he goes...he was quite a character, but other details about him are not particularly necessary for my stories. (Brendan would probably disagree, but then again this is my blog and I'm not going to tell Brendan's stories on it. :P) Anyways, Jared was Brendan's date for the weekend.
We were also introduced to Michael -- a tiny bit shorter than me, but gorgeous enough that I am more than willing to make an exception to my taller-is-better rule. (That makes the total number of people who are exceptions to that rule up to 3.) As we talk about the boys, I suddenly recall having briefly met Michael once before.
He had already made this connection. Once again, yours truly is the slow one. :P
Anyhow, I begin flirting with Michael. Subtly at first (well, subtly for me) but more overtly as the night went on. I know, I know, I have a problem being like relaxed when it comes to boys and I come on too strong and just, in general, completely sabotage myself. Which is too bad, because when I'm not actually interested, I'm a damn master at flirting.
But the real master of flirting -- Jason -- Michael also caught his eye. And despite the fact that Jason and I are good friends, he never lets that stop him from flirting with people. (Whereas, if I'm aware that a friend of mine is into someone, I almost always back off.) (Maybe this tiny bit of selflessness is why I never get guys and Jason never has an issue with that?)
After the club, we went to the diner. Where I sat next to Michael, we talked the whole time and shared our food. (Amanda too.) And then we shared our phone numbers -- yeah, I got a boy's phone number!
So I got back to my apartment at 4 in the morning. Slept til 6. Woke up. Brought Katie to the airport. Went back to the apartment. Slept a half hour. Went to class. Didn't have the short story read that we were discussing -- but it's okay, no one did.
As I am trying to kill time between my two classes (my class that goes in between them was canceled because the prof was already on spring break, grr) and calling people. I call Jason, with the intent of seeing if he needed a ride to Town (he was having car issues). Turns out, he needs someone to help him get his car to the shop. I volunteer. So, I head over to his place and follow him in his car to the car place, then drive him back. He gave me a birch beer (OMG I love those things, ps) and soon I was on my way back to school.
Got back just in time for my acting class. Which basically consisted of, "They wouldn't let me cancel class. I marked you all as here. Have fun on break, bye!"
So I went to my apartment. And once I'm there, I get a call from Michael wondering if I want to hang out with him after he gets off work but before we go to Brendan's to meet everyone for Town. I'm totally game, of course, so I get ready quickly and flew down to the mall he works at and met him as he got off work.
Or as he was supposed to get off work.
Fifty minutes later, we left the Nordstroms where he works and went to his apartment where we chilled, ate, and then where he got ready. We headed over to Brendan's (later than we meant to because someone couldn't decide on a shirt...:P) where we met up with Brendan, Jason, Jared and a brand new Carl. Carl is Jared's ex-boyfriend and fellow go go boy who drove down from New York. I don't get it either, to be totally honest. But he was cool.
Jason wasn't feeling well and almost didn't come to Town, but Michael kept telling him he should, so Jason gave in. I think I would've felt bad if he didn't come, since he went all the way down to Brendan's house and then he would've just driven back. Like, way to get yourself all hyped up for a party and then go home and sleep. :P But Jason came with us.
And he and Michael flirted most of the night. Meanwhile, I also flirted with Michael and sometimes it seemed like he was flirting back and other times, not so much. I can't tell with boys anymore.
So, after Town, we went back to Brendan's. Jason got himself set up to sleep on the couch as usual, as Carl and Jared and Brendan disappeared upstairs for bed. Michael and I weren't sure whether or not we were gonna sleep there or at his apartment (which is not far away). Since my car was in the mall, I couldn't up and leave but -- I'll be honest -- I was feeling pretty discouraged by the whole Jason/Michael thing and I probably would have come home and let them have at it if I'd had the option. It was a good thing I didn't have the option, cause I totally would have regretted it.
So, yeah, Michael and I cuddled (and nothing else you dirty sex-addicts) off-and-on through the night, and I don't know about him but I woke up feeling very refreshed. We got him off to work and I got my car and came home where I am now. With no idea what I'm doing between now and when I have to work tomorrow at 12.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
It's been a long, been a long, been a long day
Actually, that's a lie. I've been awake for like an hour. :P
Anyways, to start off with, I just want to say "YAY SHANEY!" because he commented my last post.
Going back to that, a whole bunch of you were all trying to impress upon me the importance of Anne Frank's story. Go back, reread, guys. I never said I wasn't enthusiastic about the show. I never said I didn't get why it's an important show. I said I wasn't enthusiastic about the role that I'm playing. Which is still true, he's just not a character you can do a lot with. He's got a limp (we think he had a limp, all I've found is that he was injured in WWI and that in other productions, he had a limp in his left leg), I'm playing around with that. Other than that, there's pretty much nothing you can do with this guy. (No offense if any of Victor Kugler's relatives read this...as a historical figure, he's amazing and fascinating. As a character in the newly adapted version of The Diary of Anne Frank he's a dull and depressing bearer of bad news who shows up three times for like a minute and a half each. If he were still alive, I'm pretty sure he'd sue.)
Anyways, Cody's been complaining about how I haven't been writing. Truth is....I really haven't felt like it. I've been seriously stressing lately, mostly over money. Scratch that, entirely over money.
Right now, I can't go grocery shopping, I don't have the funds. So I've been eating on campus. But next week is spring break, and I'm not going anywhere, so we'll see how fast I starve. :-P After spring break, I'm going to start working out on campus, because its free, until the end of the school year. Despite my whole I-can't-work-out-in-front-of-lots-of-people-who-know-me thing.
The screen on my cell phone died. I managed to get an upgrade, so I have a new phone. It's pretty. It's cute. It has a camera! It does not hold a charge.
And, ultimately (with the mail-in rebate) it will only cost me 3 dollars. Yaya!
And cause of the camera, it means that soon there will be more pictures on this blog!!
I have this...disgraceful atrocity on my face next to my mouth -- it looks like a herpe -- but my friend Michele (who is not exactly a dermatologist, but a bio/psych major is close enough for me) assures me that it's probably from dry skin.
What else is going on?
Not much. This past weekend was boring....weather screwed it up on Thursday and Friday, then I had to work on Saturday. So, that was blah.
Oh, but I will say this: the weekend before was anything BUT boring.
Thursday was XS, as per usual. It was pretty normal, packed and fun. And I went to the diner afterwards, despite my Friday morning classes, as I was really hungry.
Friday -- oh Friday! TJ had this dinner party in Reading, which I promised I would go to for a little while. After we were served our drinks (the wait was ridiculous), I fled the scene and made it to Towson in a much shorter amount of time than I should have been able to. But I sped. And tricked a cop into pulling over someone else. I'm awesome like that.
Anyways, we got to Towson and we all finished get hottified at Brendan's house as usual -- I think this is a nice ritual we've sort of accidentally started. Anyways, so we went to Town and had a blast. I hung out with the
dancers there a bunch, which is always fun. They're amazing guys and I love that I know most of them now.
There was a V-Day thing going on, people could get numbers (which were on stickers you put on yourself) and using those, you could send messages to other people or give them flowers or candy. There were several big screens displaying the messages and who had flowers and candy and such. It was cool, and sometimes trashy, and awesome. My favorite was the one that ended with the signature "Ashley from the bathroom".
We ran into Erik, who, if we saw
each other more than once a year, would be almost the perfect boyfriend for me. :-P I sent him a message using the screens, but he was high as a kite, and thought it came from Brendan. Shit happens, y'know. (Brendan best be backin' up off my boi, yo. :-P) But Erik and I danced some and that was fun.
It was funny though -- because I'm totally inept at flirting when I mean it -- so Cody goes up to help me write the message to Erik, and he and Jared (I think that's his name, he's one of the dancers I don't know as well) are like standing on either side of my, giving me advice. And I am, of course, like panicking, cause I don't know how good their advice will be. Smooth, Graham, smooth. (And I'm pretty sure Jared now thinks I'm retarded.)
After Town, we all went back to Brendan's and crashed. Cody and Bill shared a bed cause of how they're dating, and I got my own -- which is nice, I guess. I suppose it's less awkward than if Bill and I had shared beds and Cody has been alone.
Anyways -- some of you know this, others don't. Not only am I kind of an exhibitionist, I like to watch. If you know what I'm saying. So, Cody and Bill are both horny. And both like to be watched.
And they have not yet actually had sex. (Although I'm sure they fooled around.) So there I am, and I got to see the two lovebirds bang for the first time! (And even though I'm not really attracted to either one of them separately, it was kind of hot. Just sayin'.)
(The pictures, of me talking to Dennis, were taken by Hott Boyz Entertainment....and, they're from several weeks ago, I just didn't feel like going back and putting them in the correct post. :P)
Saturday night, Katie and I hung out. A bunch of our friends turned 21, so we, with plans of not getting too drunk, went to one party. By the time we decided to go to the other, we called the DD and she was like "It's pretty much died down."
So I called up Jake, one of my straight guys, to see what he was up too. Neither one of us was in any shape to drive home, so when Tom (a visiting straight guy that I love who I had no idea would be in town) answered the phone, we went over with plans of sobering up.
Yeah, that didn't happen.
We drank. We played drinking games. We had a blast. We tried to leave, but Katie -- drunk and in heels -- couldn't go very far.
So...Katie, Tom, and I snuggled on the futon in Jake's room. I was incapable of moving at all, stuck between the two of them.
And the next morning, I awoke, still drunk, and headed for where I was meeting the cast of Anne Frank to go down to DC to go to the Holocaust museum. I sobered up pretty quickly that morning -- before we even made it into Maryland I was fine. And it was, except for how depressing and gruesome the museum is, a really fun day of cast-bonding.
Anyways, to start off with, I just want to say "YAY SHANEY!" because he commented my last post.
Going back to that, a whole bunch of you were all trying to impress upon me the importance of Anne Frank's story. Go back, reread, guys. I never said I wasn't enthusiastic about the show. I never said I didn't get why it's an important show. I said I wasn't enthusiastic about the role that I'm playing. Which is still true, he's just not a character you can do a lot with. He's got a limp (we think he had a limp, all I've found is that he was injured in WWI and that in other productions, he had a limp in his left leg), I'm playing around with that. Other than that, there's pretty much nothing you can do with this guy. (No offense if any of Victor Kugler's relatives read this...as a historical figure, he's amazing and fascinating. As a character in the newly adapted version of The Diary of Anne Frank he's a dull and depressing bearer of bad news who shows up three times for like a minute and a half each. If he were still alive, I'm pretty sure he'd sue.)
Anyways, Cody's been complaining about how I haven't been writing. Truth is....I really haven't felt like it. I've been seriously stressing lately, mostly over money. Scratch that, entirely over money.
Right now, I can't go grocery shopping, I don't have the funds. So I've been eating on campus. But next week is spring break, and I'm not going anywhere, so we'll see how fast I starve. :-P After spring break, I'm going to start working out on campus, because its free, until the end of the school year. Despite my whole I-can't-work-out-in-front-of-lots-of-people-who-know-me thing.
The screen on my cell phone died. I managed to get an upgrade, so I have a new phone. It's pretty. It's cute. It has a camera! It does not hold a charge.
And, ultimately (with the mail-in rebate) it will only cost me 3 dollars. Yaya!
And cause of the camera, it means that soon there will be more pictures on this blog!!
I have this...disgraceful atrocity on my face next to my mouth -- it looks like a herpe -- but my friend Michele (who is not exactly a dermatologist, but a bio/psych major is close enough for me) assures me that it's probably from dry skin.
What else is going on?
Not much. This past weekend was boring....weather screwed it up on Thursday and Friday, then I had to work on Saturday. So, that was blah.
Oh, but I will say this: the weekend before was anything BUT boring.
Thursday was XS, as per usual. It was pretty normal, packed and fun. And I went to the diner afterwards, despite my Friday morning classes, as I was really hungry.
Friday -- oh Friday! TJ had this dinner party in Reading, which I promised I would go to for a little while. After we were served our drinks (the wait was ridiculous), I fled the scene and made it to Towson in a much shorter amount of time than I should have been able to. But I sped. And tricked a cop into pulling over someone else. I'm awesome like that.
Anyways, we got to Towson and we all finished get hottified at Brendan's house as usual -- I think this is a nice ritual we've sort of accidentally started. Anyways, so we went to Town and had a blast. I hung out with the
dancers there a bunch, which is always fun. They're amazing guys and I love that I know most of them now.There was a V-Day thing going on, people could get numbers (which were on stickers you put on yourself) and using those, you could send messages to other people or give them flowers or candy. There were several big screens displaying the messages and who had flowers and candy and such. It was cool, and sometimes trashy, and awesome. My favorite was the one that ended with the signature "Ashley from the bathroom".
We ran into Erik, who, if we saw
each other more than once a year, would be almost the perfect boyfriend for me. :-P I sent him a message using the screens, but he was high as a kite, and thought it came from Brendan. Shit happens, y'know. (Brendan best be backin' up off my boi, yo. :-P) But Erik and I danced some and that was fun.It was funny though -- because I'm totally inept at flirting when I mean it -- so Cody goes up to help me write the message to Erik, and he and Jared (I think that's his name, he's one of the dancers I don't know as well) are like standing on either side of my, giving me advice. And I am, of course, like panicking, cause I don't know how good their advice will be. Smooth, Graham, smooth. (And I'm pretty sure Jared now thinks I'm retarded.)
After Town, we all went back to Brendan's and crashed. Cody and Bill shared a bed cause of how they're dating, and I got my own -- which is nice, I guess. I suppose it's less awkward than if Bill and I had shared beds and Cody has been alone.
Anyways -- some of you know this, others don't. Not only am I kind of an exhibitionist, I like to watch. If you know what I'm saying. So, Cody and Bill are both horny. And both like to be watched.
And they have not yet actually had sex. (Although I'm sure they fooled around.) So there I am, and I got to see the two lovebirds bang for the first time! (And even though I'm not really attracted to either one of them separately, it was kind of hot. Just sayin'.)
(The pictures, of me talking to Dennis, were taken by Hott Boyz Entertainment....and, they're from several weeks ago, I just didn't feel like going back and putting them in the correct post. :P)
Saturday night, Katie and I hung out. A bunch of our friends turned 21, so we, with plans of not getting too drunk, went to one party. By the time we decided to go to the other, we called the DD and she was like "It's pretty much died down."
So I called up Jake, one of my straight guys, to see what he was up too. Neither one of us was in any shape to drive home, so when Tom (a visiting straight guy that I love who I had no idea would be in town) answered the phone, we went over with plans of sobering up.Yeah, that didn't happen.
We drank. We played drinking games. We had a blast. We tried to leave, but Katie -- drunk and in heels -- couldn't go very far.
So...Katie, Tom, and I snuggled on the futon in Jake's room. I was incapable of moving at all, stuck between the two of them.
And the next morning, I awoke, still drunk, and headed for where I was meeting the cast of Anne Frank to go down to DC to go to the Holocaust museum. I sobered up pretty quickly that morning -- before we even made it into Maryland I was fine. And it was, except for how depressing and gruesome the museum is, a really fun day of cast-bonding.
Sunday, March 04, 2007
"Forbidden love, such a dangerous game"
Okay, this might be the only post this week. I'll explain in a bit.
So, the party started, as usual, on Thursday. We went to Club XS, as usual, and had a very typical night for there. Well, there was some drama I got to watch (which is the only time I ever enjoy drama, when I get to watch and not have anything to do with it! Yayyyy free entertainment!)
Now, Friday spring break started but I am spending spring break being spontaneous and letting loose, staying with different friends and so on and so forth. Soooo, I didn't know what I was going to do that night until my friend Carl called me and said "Hey, you want to go to Baltimore?" So Carl, Brendan, and I went to Baltimore to a club called Sonar. It was pretty nice, different, but nice. A lot of fun...and it's a mixed crowd so it's awesome to test out your gaydar there.
And I met a boy. *blushes* His name is Derrick. He doesn't really like gay clubs, so he says, but....well, I'll come back to that later.
Anywho, Carl went to spend the night at a friend of his' house (his friend, coincidentally, is also named Brendan). He claims nothing happened but cuddling. Derrick came back to my friend Brendan's house with me and we slept there. I know what you're thinking but we just cuddled and watched movies.
No, we really did. I'm not even using "gay code"* when I say we watched movies.
So, late yesterday afternoon Carl and I went back to Pennsylvania. We split up, and I went to McDonald's and grabbed some food. Then I went to Harrisburg and visited my friend's Chris and Matt who I haven't seen in forever. After that, I went to Shimmer (the 18+ club here in Harrisburg) and saw a bunch of my friends who I don't see very often. It was awesome, a great time. Brendan and Derrick showed up, which was exciting and cute, that Derrick came all the way from Annapolis to Harrisburg to a type of club he doesn't really like that much to see me.
After that, I left to go do my job dancing at Club XS. I picked up Matt (who I'd left at his house so he could shower) and then we went down to York. It was a decent night, there was a new dancer who is a lot of fun and his looks...lemme put it this way: he reminds me of Usher. Yeah.
The night went well, minimal incident. TONS of people. When I say TONS of people I mean, I parked at the McDonald's that's about a block away.
Brendan, Derrick, Josh and Cody showed up at XS later. I brought Cody back to his car in Harrisburg when I was driving Matt home.
Speaking of the drive home, I almost hit a dog. I'm just driving along and all of a sudden there's this German shepherd running at me. I screamed, swerved, and didn't hit it OR the middle barrier. I still had to pull over and calm down though. Scariest. Thing. Ever.
Anyways, back at Matt and Chris' place, we popped in Another Gay Movie and watched it. That was really funny. I don't know that it's really something to watch a lot but it was good. A nice spoof of American Pie. And then I passed out on their couch.
I don't have the slightest idea what I'm doing next. It's kind of exciting. :)
Oh, there should be pictures from Sonar and XS soon!!
*In the movie Eating Out, Jim Verraros' character tells his straight roomie that "watch a movie" is what gay men say they're going to do when they want to hook up. In my experience, this is true.
So, the party started, as usual, on Thursday. We went to Club XS, as usual, and had a very typical night for there. Well, there was some drama I got to watch (which is the only time I ever enjoy drama, when I get to watch and not have anything to do with it! Yayyyy free entertainment!)
Now, Friday spring break started but I am spending spring break being spontaneous and letting loose, staying with different friends and so on and so forth. Soooo, I didn't know what I was going to do that night until my friend Carl called me and said "Hey, you want to go to Baltimore?" So Carl, Brendan, and I went to Baltimore to a club called Sonar. It was pretty nice, different, but nice. A lot of fun...and it's a mixed crowd so it's awesome to test out your gaydar there.
And I met a boy. *blushes* His name is Derrick. He doesn't really like gay clubs, so he says, but....well, I'll come back to that later.
Anywho, Carl went to spend the night at a friend of his' house (his friend, coincidentally, is also named Brendan). He claims nothing happened but cuddling. Derrick came back to my friend Brendan's house with me and we slept there. I know what you're thinking but we just cuddled and watched movies.
No, we really did. I'm not even using "gay code"* when I say we watched movies.
So, late yesterday afternoon Carl and I went back to Pennsylvania. We split up, and I went to McDonald's and grabbed some food. Then I went to Harrisburg and visited my friend's Chris and Matt who I haven't seen in forever. After that, I went to Shimmer (the 18+ club here in Harrisburg) and saw a bunch of my friends who I don't see very often. It was awesome, a great time. Brendan and Derrick showed up, which was exciting and cute, that Derrick came all the way from Annapolis to Harrisburg to a type of club he doesn't really like that much to see me.
After that, I left to go do my job dancing at Club XS. I picked up Matt (who I'd left at his house so he could shower) and then we went down to York. It was a decent night, there was a new dancer who is a lot of fun and his looks...lemme put it this way: he reminds me of Usher. Yeah.
The night went well, minimal incident. TONS of people. When I say TONS of people I mean, I parked at the McDonald's that's about a block away.
Brendan, Derrick, Josh and Cody showed up at XS later. I brought Cody back to his car in Harrisburg when I was driving Matt home.
Speaking of the drive home, I almost hit a dog. I'm just driving along and all of a sudden there's this German shepherd running at me. I screamed, swerved, and didn't hit it OR the middle barrier. I still had to pull over and calm down though. Scariest. Thing. Ever.
Anyways, back at Matt and Chris' place, we popped in Another Gay Movie and watched it. That was really funny. I don't know that it's really something to watch a lot but it was good. A nice spoof of American Pie. And then I passed out on their couch.
I don't have the slightest idea what I'm doing next. It's kind of exciting. :)
Oh, there should be pictures from Sonar and XS soon!!
*In the movie Eating Out, Jim Verraros' character tells his straight roomie that "watch a movie" is what gay men say they're going to do when they want to hook up. In my experience, this is true.
Saturday, February 24, 2007
I have had an exquisite* past couple of days!
*exquisite is a word I 100% stole from Cody.
Do you remember back in the day when I started my weekend partying on Thursday nights? I am back at it!
Thursday night Carl, Cody, Jenny, David, and I made our way to Club XS for college night. It was not a particularly amazing night, but it was good. With a lot of drama on the side, which ew, but that's what happens when you mix boxed wine with three people in the back seat (I stayed sober, I was riding shotgun!)
(I'm hugging my friend Eric in that picture that Cody took.)
Then Friday happened. Friday was wonderful. You know why? Because I GOT MY CAR BACK!!!! FINALLY! Six weeks after my accident, I can finally drive again! And, oh boy, I did! I drove from Harrisburg back to cmapus and then out to the Park City Mall, and then back to campus and then to York where I met up with Cody, at which point he took over driving and took my car to Townson, Maryland. We met up with our friend Brendan and headed further south to 
Our friend Jason was working as a shotboy at Cobalt, but since I couldn't get in and most of our companions for the night had bailed on us, no one went to Cobalt to support him. We spent the whole night at Club Apex, where there were a few gorgeous people (and I made out with a girl, eh, it happens). Mostly they were ugly, but it's alright, it was still fun.
This afternoon I awoke in my bed (lord only knows how I made it upstairs and into my room. I only remember getting to the door of my dorm.) to discover my friend Melanie STANDING IN THE DOOR WAY! I had forgotten completely that she and I were planning to watch Saved! and so...we did. And all the special features on my DVD.
*exquisite is a word I 100% stole from Cody.
Saturday, February 03, 2007
"Is it still me that makes you sweat?"
So, that whole writing thing I mentioned?
Totally bust.
I'm so out of practice. Are there more than three words for "sword"? (Minds OUT of the gutter! :-P)
Even with Kipesquire's help, I got nothin'. All the doorbell led to was opening the door and finding....nothing. Maybe a note taped to the door that says "Sorry, I would have stayed but the cab driver was such a hottie! I knew you'd understand! Lots of love, Your Muse." But that was about it.
So...I don't have much to talk about. I could rant, I have plenty to rant about, but for once I honestly don't feel like it.
I am excited about how my computer's CD drive randomly decided to start working today. I don't trust it though, we'll see how long this lasts. In the meantime, I reinstalled one of my time-killing devices: Dungeon Siege: Legends of Aranna. I have Dungeon Siege II on here still...I need some time on the magical continent of Aranna, and I haven't gotten Dungeon Siege II: Broken World yet. Don't know when I will get it, but it cannot happen soon enough. :-P
Though as much as love Dungeon Siege and the world it is set in, I have to admit...this scares the shit out of me. Game-based movies are rarely, if ever, a good idea.
How was that whole last paragraph for complete geekery?
I bet my friend Brendan's getting pissed about how often I write in this, since when he started reading it the other day I told him it would be best if he started at the beginning. At the time, it was not part of an evil plot to keep him from catching up....now though, it just might be. ;-)
In further geekiness, I've seen people talk about things they have for their blog that show them how people get there? It's kinda creepy in a sense, I suppose, but I totally want to be able to see that stuff too.
And to thrown in some more movie madness...do they know when to let these things die already? GEEZIS! It's old, let it go.
Totally bust.
I'm so out of practice. Are there more than three words for "sword"? (Minds OUT of the gutter! :-P)
Even with Kipesquire's help, I got nothin'. All the doorbell led to was opening the door and finding....nothing. Maybe a note taped to the door that says "Sorry, I would have stayed but the cab driver was such a hottie! I knew you'd understand! Lots of love, Your Muse." But that was about it.
So...I don't have much to talk about. I could rant, I have plenty to rant about, but for once I honestly don't feel like it.
I am excited about how my computer's CD drive randomly decided to start working today. I don't trust it though, we'll see how long this lasts. In the meantime, I reinstalled one of my time-killing devices: Dungeon Siege: Legends of Aranna. I have Dungeon Siege II on here still...I need some time on the magical continent of Aranna, and I haven't gotten Dungeon Siege II: Broken World yet. Don't know when I will get it, but it cannot happen soon enough. :-PThough as much as love Dungeon Siege and the world it is set in, I have to admit...this scares the shit out of me. Game-based movies are rarely, if ever, a good idea.
How was that whole last paragraph for complete geekery?
I bet my friend Brendan's getting pissed about how often I write in this, since when he started reading it the other day I told him it would be best if he started at the beginning. At the time, it was not part of an evil plot to keep him from catching up....now though, it just might be. ;-)
In further geekiness, I've seen people talk about things they have for their blog that show them how people get there? It's kinda creepy in a sense, I suppose, but I totally want to be able to see that stuff too.
And to thrown in some more movie madness...do they know when to let these things die already? GEEZIS! It's old, let it go.
Sunday, January 28, 2007
"Before we play the game, let me say that I never lose"
So, let me start by saying that I am in SUCH a good mood today. I slept an almost normal amount of sleep (unlike my 12 hour coma the night before...that was some crazy ass shit :-P), and when I woke up I pulled out my as-of-yet unopened book Yoga in Bed by Edward Vilga. The book is full of nice easy stretches to do in the morning when you first wake up and right before you go to bed. The stretches are very easy to do and perfect for beginners like myself, and perfect for people who don't have time to do yoga during the day. It even includes tips for power napping -- something I can really use! I highly recommend it.It's definitely a step in the right direction for something I haven't been doing terrifically at: taking care of myself. I also took my morning pills today -- it's been a while since I took my pills. I've also written down a to-do list for tomorrow that includes calling my doctor and making an appointment. I've got enough going for me right now that I can't afford to be slacking off and ending up in the hospital.
Another thing improving my mood? Fairview Sue, of course! She did this whole post about how fabulous and unscratched I am and it really brightened my...well, I guess this is still morning since I've only been awake for a couple hours. (No, but since I went to bed at 6 am, I'm really not a waste of life!)
And the comment that our favorite Down Under stud Shaney left on the post was also an ego boost. :)
Speaking of Down Under studs...Aussiebum not only makes the hottest underwear, but they have the most gorgeous models. Seriously. I've been going through the site this morning looking at things I want to order when I think mom won't mind or get suspicious or after she's found out I'm go-go dancing and finished flipping out about it. :-PAnyways, I won't keep you waiting any longer, I know what you want to hear about (or at least I think I do)....last night was....WOW. I know I say that every time I have a weekend or go out for a night, but every night I get surprised at how much fun I have!
First of all, I hadn't been out with the kids from our Gay\Straight Alliance since November, really. Some of them I hadn't even seen since November when I started working at the club I now work at (almost!) every weekend. Also, my friend and Queer Mentor* who graduated at the end of last year showed up on campus to surprise us!Also, Cody found out I was going so he went. As did Brendan, bringing a new friend of his named Joey. Carl was there with some friends of his. And my friend John who I haven't seen since November was there. Codi, who bartends there, was there with his boyfriend even though he wasn't working tonight. Mark was there, Danny was there, Adam was DJing, Will was training the new bartender, Jacki was working the door, Loki was on staff, Ray was doing security, Brenda was checking IDs...all these people I hadn't seen in forever because they work there! All in all, it was amazing to see all of these people!
Unfortunately, there were like 3 people there who I didn't know. They were awesome, but it was dead. It was cool though, we made the party happen.
(This picture is of my lesbian (yes, mine) Margie and I doing our "Just a Little Too Late" faces at each other while the song was playing. Her Lesbian Death Glare has been perfected.)
Worse still, there was drama. Well, apparently there was some lesbian drama going on, but I followed the Treatise of Drama* and stayed the hell out of it. But there was other drama....
Now, I had heard that some of the bartenders and managers from the club I work at had gone to this club and made asses out of themselves and been banned. I hadn't realized that they had gone so far as to ban all employees of the rival club -- which includes me. I understand their thinking here, I really do, but there were some problems with that:
-I hadn't driven, which means I was going to be stuck in the stairwell til 2 in the morning.
-From a business perspective, 11 people from my school came. Most weekends they stay on campus for their partying. Not to be stuck on myself BUT....what does that tell you?
-There were probably less than 10 people there who weren't there in the.
-When I take a night off...I have no other clubs to go to.
Anyways, Jacki talked to Loki on my behalf (after she gave me my five bucks back and told me I had to leave in a really apologetic way). She said she was going to discuss it with the club's owner too, because I have never given her a problem. Which, I'm sure isn't true, but whatever.
Anyways, I was allowed in for the night and she didn't take a cover charge the second time I went in...so I bought a lot of drinks. The new bartender they had that night, Josh I think they said his name was....CUTE!! Gonna have to go back soon, and on one of his weekends, so I can maybe talk to him a little bit more. I gave him big tips though, so I think I got his attention at least. (Also, I was talking to Brendan and said "The new bartender is CUTE!" right when the song faded so I'm damn sure he heard it. Whoops. :-P)*At my school, we have these people called "Peer Mentors" who teach incoming freshmen about our school. Ryan, my "Queer Mentor" taught me about the gay culture when I came out, so we call him that. In return, I am referred to as his protogay. (protoge? It's really very clever. :-P)
*The Treatise of Drama is a (fictional) document written and signed in the early '70s (or whenever) which clearly states that gay men are not to be involved in lesbian drama and lesbians are not to be involved in gay drama. If it is mixed drama, it is fair game. All drama is fair game for heterosexuals.
Monday, January 15, 2007
"You can't leave footprints in the sands of time by sitting on your butt. And who wants to leave buttprints in the sands of time?"
That's probably my new favorite quote. And it leads to the questions we should ask ourselves every night: "Was today a footprint day, or was today a buttprint day?" If you ever answer "Buttprint", you have to hope to do better the next day.I did not have a buttprint day yesterday or today. I'm not sure it was particularly footprinty, but I was sure busy and definitely covered a lot of distance.
After just an hour and a half of sleep (I was having insomnia somethin' awful!) I woke up at 8:00, finished packing and prepping, and then...Meghan arrived! An hour later we were off and running. The road trip had begun!
We only stopped once, three hours in, two eat and switch drivers. I worked in an hour "nap", but it was one of those naps when you're still kind of aware of what's going on so it didn't really help. Then I drove for the next while til we got to Meghan's boyfriend's house. He, his parents, and some of his friends were there. We stopped for a few hours, went out to dinner, and just sort of chilled. 
We even got to see the tail end of Cinderella Man on TV, which made a surprising amount of sense even though we only caught ten minutes of it. I left there at 8 pm.10:30 saw me finally getting off of the horrendously paved Pennsylvania Turnpike (yes, the road even has a frikkin' website, but they won't pave it!), and in a foul mood (mostly due to the paving, plus it's an awful long drive to do when you're exhausted and by yourself.)
Still, I pulled up to the window and cheerfully said "Hi." to the guy in there as I passed him my ticket. There wasn't much traffic, I thought he was probably bored and a friendly face is never bad, right?
Wrong. I received a scowl in return and then a very disgruntled "That's $7.25."
I checked my wallet. Three bucks. Fuck. "I, uh, don't have that much. What should I do?"
"How do you drive on the Pennsylvania Turnpike and not have that much?"
"Well, I stopped to eat!" And I didn't think it would be that expensive since you clearly don't make enough to spend on PAVING YOUR GOD DAMN ROAD.
"Pull over into the parking lot. I will be right back with your-" he paused, glared at me, and almost spat the word "Paperwork."
Five minutes later, I'm in the parking lot (I've just been on the phone and I'm sure I was looking like I was the damsel in distress, I even called people so I could flip a shit about this). He comes over to my window and demands "Sign the line." I did, quickly as I could, and handed it back to him. He hands me a copy. "You have to mail it within ten days. The address is here." He starts to walk away.
"Thank you!" I call. No answer. He's a crotchety old guy, and honestly, I would have been perfectly happy running him over about then. Instead, I glanced at the paper.
It said I owed $8.25. (Which I'm sure is true, that wasn't him being a dick but it still pissed me off.)
He was right behind my car. It was so tempting. I revved my engine, still in park. He moved a hell of a lot faster and got back in his booth. Yeah, that's right fucker, don't piss off the person with the CAR when you're not in your safe little box.
Anyways, so I got to York about 10:30ish, and called my friend Josh in a panic. My hair wasn't done. So I stopped by his house, borrowed his shower, had him do my hair (he's amazing with my hair...not so much with other people's, but mine he does good with!).
We made it to the club, took the very last parking spot, and rushed inside. Well, I rushed. Josh waited in the line that went out the door. Yeah, the club was FILLED, and I worked it hard. I danced, I wore these sexy new booty shorts that I got, I worked the crowd...and I made about $70. I thought I'd only made $65, but it turned out that (skimpy as they were!) some of my money I'd missed until I was going to go to sleep that night. I might've made more and lost it, as I was dropping money all over the place (no time between tips to give them anyone, so I had way too much money in way too little clothing. :P)
Anywho, continuing this tale of travel...
I was spending the night at my friend Brendan's house.
In Towson. Maryland. So we drove down to Towson! I passed out as soon as my head hit the pillow in his more-than-accomodating guest bedroom. I meant to wake up at 11 so I could beat the rush back to school today, but I didn't stay awake long enough to turn the alarm on after I set it. I woke up at 1 and rushed up to school.
But I have to say, it is GREAT to be back.
(My entire route is pictured below. Although, Mapquest's directions were totally wrong and these are totally forced to match up with what I actually did.)
So, maybe I didn't make footprints exactly...but I sure left some tire tracks!PS, I'm trying to narrow down the labels I use on my posts, so you'll be seeing fewer on my entries and much more general labels.
Monday, December 18, 2006
"You've got so much to do and only so many hours in a day..."
So my weekend, which was crazy as per usual, began early. It began on Thursday night, and what an adventure it was!
You see, Brendan, Cody, Jason, and Josh were planning on visiting Club Apex in Washington D.C. I had not planned on going with, because of Friday's road trip back to Rhode Island.
But I ended up having a very frustrating day on Thursday and I decided that, since every plan I'd set out for that day had been screwed up and twisted in a way that was not fun...I was going to screw up one of my plans in a fun way. And I was going to be spontaneous.
So, 7:30 Thursday night, not a thing packed for the return to RI, I jumped into Cody's red convertible (not as hot as it sounds, trust me. :P) and we left for York. We picked up Josh, and flew down the roads to Maryland to meet up with Brendan. We piled into Brendan's sleek and silver BMW series five (which is plenty hotter than it sounds) and headed down to D.C. where we going to meet up with Jason -- and Chris, who dances with me on weekends!
We went to Soho, which was right near the club, and got food and coffee. I myself got a White Chocolate Raspberry Cheesecake which is pretty much heavenly/orgasmic. Not even kidding, try it some time.
So, then we went to Club Apex. I made some new friends -- three. Two of whom I look forward to seeing next time we go down to Apex. Cody also took a video on his camera...if you look closely, you can see me occassionally when the light is right. I was dancing right in front of him, a little to the right, though sometimes I'm definitely dead center in front of the camera. Thankfully, Cody is taller than me so you can still see stuff. :P
(The picture is of Josh and I.)
Now, I really can't tell you what the point of taking videos inside a club is because you can't see anything...but hey, since it's there, I figured I might as well post it! :P
We got back from D.C. at six in the morning. I set my alarm for 10:30, packed in an hour (I'm discovering now I didn't bring enough clothes that I like to wear out...oh well. I'll do a lot of laundry. :P), slept til 11:30, threw my stuff in the car, got Meghan, said my good-byes....
And then by 12:30 we were off. I drove for a while, we switched when we got to New Jersey. She drove til Connecticutt, and then I drove the rest of the way. We got to my house at around 7:30 that night. Pretty good, since it's an 8 hour train ride and we'd had to brave rush hour near New Haven.
So, I powernapped -- exhausted, and then I was off. I'd gotten a spontaneous invite (well, okay, he sent out a myspace bulletin asking if anyone wanted to go with him) to a party his friends were having. So, I went and met Scott in Providence.
...and I drank more than I should have.
And I think I annoyed Scott. Which, well, I guess he doesn't like me drunk. Oh well, it's not like it happens with any frequency.
But...I made some new friends!
I left there at about 5, got home at 5:30, and slept. Then I woke up and proceeded to get ready for a Christmas party my friends Big Bill, Little Bill, and Chris were hosting. Even though I ended up two hours late (thanks to my mom :P), it was a great time. And, following the theme for the weekend, I made new friends! Most importantly though, I caught up with old ones. And then I stayed to help clean up, and then I went and found out that no matter whether or not where I parked was legal...I didn't get a ticket. :P
Today was interesting because an old friend of my parents came by. You see, my brother and my existence hinged entirely on this person's behavior when he was sixteen. My parents spent a year raising him in his mother's stead.
Apparently, he's also gay and has been with his partner for 14 years. How impressive and inspiring is that? It does happen! :D
You see, Brendan, Cody, Jason, and Josh were planning on visiting Club Apex in Washington D.C. I had not planned on going with, because of Friday's road trip back to Rhode Island.
But I ended up having a very frustrating day on Thursday and I decided that, since every plan I'd set out for that day had been screwed up and twisted in a way that was not fun...I was going to screw up one of my plans in a fun way. And I was going to be spontaneous.
So, 7:30 Thursday night, not a thing packed for the return to RI, I jumped into Cody's red convertible (not as hot as it sounds, trust me. :P) and we left for York. We picked up Josh, and flew down the roads to Maryland to meet up with Brendan. We piled into Brendan's sleek and silver BMW series five (which is plenty hotter than it sounds) and headed down to D.C. where we going to meet up with Jason -- and Chris, who dances with me on weekends!We went to Soho, which was right near the club, and got food and coffee. I myself got a White Chocolate Raspberry Cheesecake which is pretty much heavenly/orgasmic. Not even kidding, try it some time.
So, then we went to Club Apex. I made some new friends -- three. Two of whom I look forward to seeing next time we go down to Apex. Cody also took a video on his camera...if you look closely, you can see me occassionally when the light is right. I was dancing right in front of him, a little to the right, though sometimes I'm definitely dead center in front of the camera. Thankfully, Cody is taller than me so you can still see stuff. :P
(The picture is of Josh and I.)
Now, I really can't tell you what the point of taking videos inside a club is because you can't see anything...but hey, since it's there, I figured I might as well post it! :P
We got back from D.C. at six in the morning. I set my alarm for 10:30, packed in an hour (I'm discovering now I didn't bring enough clothes that I like to wear out...oh well. I'll do a lot of laundry. :P), slept til 11:30, threw my stuff in the car, got Meghan, said my good-byes....
And then by 12:30 we were off. I drove for a while, we switched when we got to New Jersey. She drove til Connecticutt, and then I drove the rest of the way. We got to my house at around 7:30 that night. Pretty good, since it's an 8 hour train ride and we'd had to brave rush hour near New Haven.
So, I powernapped -- exhausted, and then I was off. I'd gotten a spontaneous invite (well, okay, he sent out a myspace bulletin asking if anyone wanted to go with him) to a party his friends were having. So, I went and met Scott in Providence.
...and I drank more than I should have.
And I think I annoyed Scott. Which, well, I guess he doesn't like me drunk. Oh well, it's not like it happens with any frequency.
But...I made some new friends!
I left there at about 5, got home at 5:30, and slept. Then I woke up and proceeded to get ready for a Christmas party my friends Big Bill, Little Bill, and Chris were hosting. Even though I ended up two hours late (thanks to my mom :P), it was a great time. And, following the theme for the weekend, I made new friends! Most importantly though, I caught up with old ones. And then I stayed to help clean up, and then I went and found out that no matter whether or not where I parked was legal...I didn't get a ticket. :P
Today was interesting because an old friend of my parents came by. You see, my brother and my existence hinged entirely on this person's behavior when he was sixteen. My parents spent a year raising him in his mother's stead.
Apparently, he's also gay and has been with his partner for 14 years. How impressive and inspiring is that? It does happen! :D
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
"I can hardly stand the thrill..."
So after I went and got my underwear and got ready for work on Saturday, I got in my car and headed for the club.
And then, after a rather sharp (and badly handled) turn on a back road I have to drive on, the rattling started. Thudthudthudthudthudthud. The car vibrated, worse and worse as I kept driving. Moronic as I am, I kept driving.
Finally, on a straight stretch of highway that I didn't realize was actually a bridge until I had already pulled over, I stopped to see what the hell was going on.
I had blown a tire. I'm thinking "Great, this is an omen...tonight's gonna suck, I shouldn't go!"
But instead, I called Cody to see where he was. He was at Josh's house, which is not too far from the club (and I was like a ten-fifteen minute drive from the club) and, since Josh works for AAA, they heroically came to my rescue.
I got to the club an hour late. And made $20 more than I
had made Friday night -- that's sixty bucks. There were some interesting anecdotes I would share, if the rest of the weekend weren't also such a saga! They include being forced off my box by a nearly comatose, utterly oblvious, drunk fat man who thought he should strip, and having a guy who refused to tip try to lick whipped cream off of me (I pretty much just shoved the whipped cream in his face instead...customer service may not be my strong suit when I'm not getting money :-P)(The picture is of myself, the other go-go boys and a drag
queen. From left to right: Eddie, the Baltimore drag queen Vanity Star, Mike, and Chris.)Anyways, I realized later in the night that I had forgotten my overnight bag for the rest of the weekend's adventures...
At the end of the night, Cody, Josh, and I convinced Jason to come on down to Maryland with us for a shopping spree with our friend Brendan (who is quite wealthy). He agreed, and Cody told him it would be better if we left my car at the club (to avoid extra driving on the spare that got put on) and if he drove.
Jason, as it turns out, is a really awesome and super cool and very interesting guy, I'm glad we're becoming friends! He's even able to get me to have a conversation in a car, which for some reason is the only place I'm usually quiet.
So, we got to Brendan's very nice house and he showed us around and then, lo! He opens a fridge full of gourmet-to-go, which we devoured a lot of. Jason and I then provided a bit of unforgettable comic relief:
Jason: "If we eat before we go in the hot tub, won't we get cramps?"
Me: "Only if you're planning on swimming in the...hot tub."
Okay, maybe it is forgettable, but I still remembered so I wrote it down here anyways. :-P
As you might have guessed, we all got swim suits (Jason and I borrowing some of Brendan's) and jumped into the hot tub. Well, not jumped, but you know what I mean.
It wasn't long before Jason announced he was the first one -- and tossed his swim suit onto the side of the hot tub. The rest of us followed suit. We spent a good long time all just chilling in hot tub and it was awesome to be so comfortable around all the guys.
Then, Jason and I both being wiped out, we decided to go to bed. We pushed together the two twin beds in the guest room to make a bed that could fit all four of us with a fair amount of ease. Jason and I got into the bed and started to doze off....when Josh and Cody jumped on us!!! They stayed up a while talking loudly and obnoxiously and then I was asleep and Lord knows what else happened.
The next day we went shopping!! Our friends Adam and Jeff joined us as well. Brendan insisted on paying for everything...and we collectively cost him $1500 dollars!!! WOW! He's one of the most generous guys I have ever met, and he didn't seem to mind much at all.
Then we returned to Brendan's abode and we all ended up having a nap. Or, I did.
Now, I don't intend to talk about sex much on this blog but this was so bizarre for me that I just have to say. You see, all four of us (Cody, Jason, Josh, and I) are laying down on this fold-out couch bed in Brendan's basement while Adam, Brendan, and Jeff danced upstairs (I think they were doing that anyways.)
Now, I'm having kinda weird, pretty sexual dreams. Which, y'know, that happens sometimes. Except, when I woke up my hand was in Josh's pants. His hand was on mine. Josh is my best friend Cody's boyfriend. I sat bolt upright and was like "Wha?" only then noticing exactly how turned on I seemed to be. Cody, meanwhile is laughing. Jason too is awake. Everyone's turned on, but fully dressed.
Apparently, this sort of psuedo-fooling around had been going on for a while, and I'd been asleep for most of it. I woke up in the middle. I guess I was participating despite being asleep? What the hell, I miss all this good stuff. :-P
After that little...episode, we went upstairs, ate, and then had to leave so I could get to a meeting for work at abercrombie in time. I made it, and have been ridiculously busy ever since.
Tonight, I went out to the club to party on their 18+ night. It was pretty dead, but I think that's mostly because people are planning on going out to their HUUUGE pre-Thanksgiving party tomorrow night.
Now, I'm packing for the eight hour train ride I have ahead of me tomorrow to get home for the holidays. Craig and I are talking like we used to, so now I'm not so sure...could we go back to being more than just friends? I think so, he's acting like he does too. Is it a good idea to try again? Certainly we'll lay out different ground rules this time if we try...like how there will be no lunch dates!
(The pictures of me dancing are totally not the best pictures of me, but whatever, they'll do. :-P)
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