Monday, June 10, 2002
Welcome back to Joe!
Man...it feels like I have been gone for years. I left work last Thursday, miserable with my sinus nonsense and then ended up having the most random, yet exciting weekend ever.
I took last Friday off from work to recuperate and cure the massive sinus infection that seemed to be brewing in my face. In my mind, I was going to stay home all weekend and sleep. Pretty boring, but pretty fun at the same time. Instead, however, I made the spontaneous decision to up and go to Boston on Friday. Mariah and I took the Chinatown bus together and it only cost $40 roundtrip. Needless to say, the bus was rather sketchy and in fact, wasn't a bus at all. It was like one of those handicapped busses that pick people up for highschool or something. But for $40...it was worth it. Upon arrival in Boston, Mariah, Paul and I went shopping, got my haircut, went tanning and out to dinner. We then proceeded to get ourselves all dolled up to go out to the bars for Gay Pride! (Gay Pride in Boston was this weekend - NYC's is at the end of the month)
We hung out with Mariah's girlfriend Marissa and met up with some other people once we got out. I had a blast and met the man of my dreams. Not Paul. (ha. Ha. oops) I was very behaved, but totally wouldn't have been had Mariah not been there to keep me in check. We hopped around a couple bars when Paul pulled me aside and told me that he just wanted to go home and hang out with me. (jnsert "awww...." here)
He and I went back to the apartment and had a seriously GOOD time. We talked about so much shit, we made meatballs, and we made mad passionate love. In fact, we made mad passionate love 4 times in 36 hours. Damn. May be a new record for us.
I met Paul's new roommate "Steve". He was pretty great...not threatening at all. In fact, I rather liked him. His clothes...yikes. But other than that...real nice guy.
Oh! On Friday night, when Paul and I were hanging out...this guy "Geoff" called. Geoff is one of Paul's hookups from when he and I were broken up. In fact, it is the only guy that Paul has hooked up with since he and I have been together. And the kid is a fucking scumbag. So he calls Paul's phone and I think it is Mariah (she and Marissa spent the night at a hotel and were supposed to be calling us from the hotel phone). I pick it up and proceed to play the "Who is this?" game with Geoff for like 3 minutes until he finally tells me who it is. I was very calm and collected when I told him that if he really shouldn't be calling MY boyfriend and that he should be embarassed for calling. (The kid won't leave my boyfriend alone) I was vicious, yet mature, and I totally came out looking like a king. Paul stood by me, holding my hand, saying thank you the whole time. Geoff, apologized over and over for being a shitface and I gave him the final warning to never call again. It was pretty invigorating and great.
Saturday, Paul, Mariah, and some friends of ours from TGIFriday's went to the Gay Pride Parade. It was so wonderful to be there. I went last year to Boston's parade and almost forgot how incredible it really is to be a part of such a huge event. It is like the one day of the year that all gays get along with eachother. Even on Friday night, we ran into some obnoxious gay people, but on Saturday morning...everyone was cheery and happy and helpful. Weird how a parade will do that. We hung out and ate some carnival style food and looked at random exhibits...then Paul had to go to work and I eventually made it back to his apartment to watch "The Mothman Prophecies" and "Harry Potter". Both movies were fucking incredible. Please see them ASAP.
It was hard to say goodbye to Paul yesterday, but he is seriously considering coming down to visit again this Thursday. I really hope so. I still, after all this time, hate this long distance shit. :(
Tonight I am going to see Rent with my mom. Tomorrow I am going out to dinner, drinks, and getting my headshots back with my mom. Wednesday I sleep. Thursday I hang out with Paul. Friday, I go out to party. Saturday I die. I love the fact that I finally have a life and people to see. It's been a LONG time coming and I feel like I have definitely earned the right to have things to do. DEFINITELY. lol. Can't just sit in the apartment and complain anymore. ;)
But so tired I am all the time. :-D - zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
I got some real color this weekend and a short haircut. I am a brand new boy.
Loving life and happy. Let's keep it that way.
Man...it feels like I have been gone for years. I left work last Thursday, miserable with my sinus nonsense and then ended up having the most random, yet exciting weekend ever.
I took last Friday off from work to recuperate and cure the massive sinus infection that seemed to be brewing in my face. In my mind, I was going to stay home all weekend and sleep. Pretty boring, but pretty fun at the same time. Instead, however, I made the spontaneous decision to up and go to Boston on Friday. Mariah and I took the Chinatown bus together and it only cost $40 roundtrip. Needless to say, the bus was rather sketchy and in fact, wasn't a bus at all. It was like one of those handicapped busses that pick people up for highschool or something. But for $40...it was worth it. Upon arrival in Boston, Mariah, Paul and I went shopping, got my haircut, went tanning and out to dinner. We then proceeded to get ourselves all dolled up to go out to the bars for Gay Pride! (Gay Pride in Boston was this weekend - NYC's is at the end of the month)
We hung out with Mariah's girlfriend Marissa and met up with some other people once we got out. I had a blast and met the man of my dreams. Not Paul. (ha. Ha. oops) I was very behaved, but totally wouldn't have been had Mariah not been there to keep me in check. We hopped around a couple bars when Paul pulled me aside and told me that he just wanted to go home and hang out with me. (jnsert "awww...." here)
He and I went back to the apartment and had a seriously GOOD time. We talked about so much shit, we made meatballs, and we made mad passionate love. In fact, we made mad passionate love 4 times in 36 hours. Damn. May be a new record for us.
I met Paul's new roommate "Steve". He was pretty great...not threatening at all. In fact, I rather liked him. His clothes...yikes. But other than that...real nice guy.
Oh! On Friday night, when Paul and I were hanging out...this guy "Geoff" called. Geoff is one of Paul's hookups from when he and I were broken up. In fact, it is the only guy that Paul has hooked up with since he and I have been together. And the kid is a fucking scumbag. So he calls Paul's phone and I think it is Mariah (she and Marissa spent the night at a hotel and were supposed to be calling us from the hotel phone). I pick it up and proceed to play the "Who is this?" game with Geoff for like 3 minutes until he finally tells me who it is. I was very calm and collected when I told him that if he really shouldn't be calling MY boyfriend and that he should be embarassed for calling. (The kid won't leave my boyfriend alone) I was vicious, yet mature, and I totally came out looking like a king. Paul stood by me, holding my hand, saying thank you the whole time. Geoff, apologized over and over for being a shitface and I gave him the final warning to never call again. It was pretty invigorating and great.
Saturday, Paul, Mariah, and some friends of ours from TGIFriday's went to the Gay Pride Parade. It was so wonderful to be there. I went last year to Boston's parade and almost forgot how incredible it really is to be a part of such a huge event. It is like the one day of the year that all gays get along with eachother. Even on Friday night, we ran into some obnoxious gay people, but on Saturday morning...everyone was cheery and happy and helpful. Weird how a parade will do that. We hung out and ate some carnival style food and looked at random exhibits...then Paul had to go to work and I eventually made it back to his apartment to watch "The Mothman Prophecies" and "Harry Potter". Both movies were fucking incredible. Please see them ASAP.
It was hard to say goodbye to Paul yesterday, but he is seriously considering coming down to visit again this Thursday. I really hope so. I still, after all this time, hate this long distance shit. :(
Tonight I am going to see Rent with my mom. Tomorrow I am going out to dinner, drinks, and getting my headshots back with my mom. Wednesday I sleep. Thursday I hang out with Paul. Friday, I go out to party. Saturday I die. I love the fact that I finally have a life and people to see. It's been a LONG time coming and I feel like I have definitely earned the right to have things to do. DEFINITELY. lol. Can't just sit in the apartment and complain anymore. ;)
But so tired I am all the time. :-D - zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
I got some real color this weekend and a short haircut. I am a brand new boy.
Loving life and happy. Let's keep it that way.
