The Sweet Escape

This week has been fantastic. Honestly, I am super sad that it is over.

Let's see, I left ya'll off on Sunday?
Monday I don't remember anything, to be honest. I don't think I went out. I think I crashed at my friend's dorm room which is, oh yeah, back on my campus. Crazy much? Yes.

Tuesday, Carl and I drove around for much of the day and then decided to head down to Baltimore. We met up with Brendan -- who we discovered that night is my twin (not in the literal sense, but in the personality sense). For those keeping track that means we now have Tall Brendan and Twin Brendan. Anyways, Brendan was at his friend Frankie's house, and Derrick arrived shortly after us. We partied it up there and, I won't lie, somehow ended up just chilling around the house naaked. Eh, it happens. A lot with Frankie, actually. :-P
Anyways, I was laying across Frankie with my head in Derrick's lap (Derrick kept his pants on) and the boy got like jealous or something and left, and we kind of had this heated debate about it after that and I'll just say...I'm less endeared now. He's still cute, I'm just not sure he can handle me. I don't, I can't handle jealous fits.

I spent the night at Frankie's and then the next night....Twin Brendan, Frankie, and I went to a strip club in Baltimore called Spectrum. It wasn't atrocious...but it was pretty tragic. I counted twelve people other than the three of us there. Including their dancers.
They closed at midnight, and we returned to Casa di Frankie and we all crashed there that night as well.
I think if it hadn't been a Wednesday, it would have been much better. Or, at least, I hope so.

Thursday the three of us trekked down to Apex in D.C., which was alright, but not as good as some times I've been there. Okay, rephrase: the last Thursday I was there was better but it was a fairly average night for Apex.
I did run into my friend Alphonso just as we were leaving though, that was fun! Honestly, I can't remember where I crashed that night, but I am pretty sure it wasn't Frankie's.

In case you hadn't gathered this, during the day I would do a huuuuuge nothing. The next night (Friday) Club XS was having a special appearance by Billy Brandt. The Bossman had told me I could come in briefly to meet him, and I was going to Baltimore so I planned to make this a super brief introduction. As it was, I was in the club for a total of five minutes.
I walked in, discussed some stuff with the Bossman and then introduced myself to Billy Brandt. I was a little afraid I offended him as I walked out shortly after -- it really wasn't that I was star struck (well, mildly), and it had nothing at all to do with him looking very little like his pictures (still really hot though!), but more to do with that Carl was going through the McDonald's drive-through in my car, without me being there.
Anyways, I went to leave without an autograph and I was actually stopped! Billy Brandt wanted to give me an autograph!! He was a sweetheart, and he even got very slightly flustered about my name. It was kinda cute. He first spelled it "Gram" and then wrote the "ham" over the m. He was all apologetic too.
So, now, the corrected autograph reads:

Graham
Great to meet you.
Love Billy Brandt

I gotta find out if he has a blog or a Myspace or something. He's a really great guy. People seem surprised by that, but of course since I've talked to three porn stars on the blogosphere (you guys know who you are, and I adore all of you!) I was really not surprised by the fact that he's more than just a sex symbol.

So Carl and I headed down into Maryland, met up with Frankie and Twin Brendan, and then headed to Sonar. This was Frankie's first time there. It was a BLAST and so many people were there -- Derrick and Nikki who we had met last Friday, plus their friend Ethan who was cool. Twin Brendan came with us, obviously, and some of his friends were there. Tall Brendan was there with his friend Cory, who is also cool. Carl was there too. I feel like more people were there, but I must've forgotten in the excitement.
This group came on stage to do a live performance while a bunch of us were up there. Carl, Twin Brendan, and I decided to stay on stage because the performers said we could if we danced. So there we are, back up dancers to this group of phenomenal women rappers. Yeah, it was pretty fabulous.
And have I mentioned that Twin Brendan and I are like the perfect pair? You want a party, you want to have both of us there. No, for serious.

After Sonar, we went to their friend Crystal's house where we hung out in her hot tub. Yes, naked. What fun are hot tubs when you wear anything in them, right? Of course right.
So, you're really only supposed to stay in a hot tub for an hour, tops. We were definitely in it for an hour and fifteen minutes. Oh well, shit happens and we're still pretty so it must be okay. :-P

Saturday, yesterday, was the biggest day. Carl and I returned to Pennsylvania and then split up. Carl stayed in that night (party pooper :-P) but not I. I headed up to Shimmer in Harrisburg. I'm not gonna lie, it was mostly to get my flirt on with the hot soda jerk who works there and who I was pretty sure was behind the counter that night. And, yeah, I was right, Josh was there and I chatted with him for most of the time I was there.
I meant to leave at 10:30 but my car wouldn't start, so I got a ride down to Club XS and worked. Twin Brendan joined the rest of us go go dancers. It was a little bit of a dull night, not a bad night just not exactly exciting. I had a lot of fun though. And it was cool because Billy Brandt came and was just partying like everyone else. So cool. Cooler still? He remembered me from my five minute adventure the night before. As he explained it to me: "I never forget a space. I forget names, but never faces." And then he proved it by describing our meeting the night before. I was very impressed.

When Twin Brendan and I got paid, you would think that would be the end of the night, but no. We were ending my spring break with a blast, so the trio of Twin Brendan, Frankie, and I made our way to an afterhours club called 1722 in Baltimore.
To my surprise I ran into my gorgeous friend Jeci there. It was pretty shocking, but quite cool. After Seventeen, we went to eat breakfast at this neat, eccentric and eclectic diner called Paper Moon. And then Brendan went homee and I crashed at Frankie's again.

Today, Frankie brought me back to my car and I spent the rest of the day trying to get it to start, until I gave up and called AAA. They towed it to a shop for me, and I will deal with it tomorrow.
But I am back on campus, and back to the regularity of my usual life. Except, once again, minus a car. We think it's the starter that died.

The one disappointment of this week, and it was definitely made up for by the fun I had, was that I didn't get to go to NYC. Or Memphis, but that idea was shortlived anyways.

(More pictures coming!!)

"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.