Wednesday, December 11, 2002
Ugh.
Wednesdays are such shit. Once Thursday hits, the week gets SO much better. I know we all feel this way. However, today is making me want to run far far away.
I just want the day to be over. I wish I could fast forward until 12am when I will be warm and happy in bed.
But alas...
Paul and I had happy hour at his apartment last night. I picked up some wine on the way over and we talked and drank until about 7:30pm and then got dressed in our prettiest and went over to Beige to have a couple of drinks. I felt so NY when I was with him last night. Big and tough Paul was showing quite a few signs of insecurity and that made me feel as though he is finally understanding how hard it is to live in NYC. Visiting is one thing, staying here is totally another.
But alas...
Ok, can I stop with the "but alas" shit?
Usually, Paul and I don't function well at gay bars together. He tends to be a bit overprotective of me and he gets all crazy sometimes. Last night was not this way. Last night, we just talked and talked until both of our mouths were ripping off at the hinges. I mean, we covered everything from losing our virginity to eachother, to what secrets we have that no one knows about.
(there is still one I haven't told him, no matter how much he begged)
I am sure he has a few skeletons in his closet. And also some gay spiders too.
I do have to say that Paul surprised me with some great shit last night.
He only buys milk and orange juice for his pad. He doesn't believe in Kool-Aid or Iced Tea or soda. But that's all I drink. So last night I come home to find a box of Kool-Aid Koolers in the fridge. I didn't have the heart to tell him that I am not really a fan of sugar pouches, no matter how much the company decorates the product, but I chugged down three of them in 5 minutes anyway. He also bought me an Arizona Iced Tea, which was pretty sweet of him.
Then, the coup de resistance, he rented a movie called L.I.E., which I have been dying to see. How did he know to get that? I had never mentioned it to him before.
It was random and so wonderful.
I told him that he shocks me with how incredible he is every single day.
We did spend alot of the night in heated discussion about one thing or another.
But unlike the past, we get over any argument in about 5 minutes and are back to being happy with eachother.
It was never like that before. There was always one of us threatening the other person with some sort of bullshit. But now, we just get over it and try our damndest to make attempts at being mature, responsible adults.
Overall, I had a very nice time with Paul last night.
I am waiting for him to come up to my work to take me to lunch now. I want grilled cheese, but I know he is going to make me get a salad.
Fine.
I like salad with tons of BLUE CHEESE on it!
HAHAHAHAHAHA
and also
boh.
While I was on the subway last night, going to his apartment, I had my headphones on and wasn't really paying attention to what was going on around me.
Suddenly, this man with no legs...and I mean NO legs, not even stumps, goes scooting by in front of me jingling a cup and asking for change.
I was like "WHA?", cuz I mean, NO LEGS!
I gave him the change I had in my pocket and then I lowered my head to either laugh or cry. I don't know.
Kelly and Rita have decorated our apartment all Christmasy! Is Christmasy spelled Christmassy?
Thats weird looking.
So, Kelly and Rita have decorated our apartment all Christmasy and I get to see it tomorrow night.
We are going out to dinner with Paul as well, to celebrate the holidays. Kelly has picked a place called "Cafe Orlin" and I am much excited to go and have a wonderful dinner with friends.
Hopefully Kelly will sexy dance for our waitress.
Give her a bottle of wine and I think that is a guarantee...
Tonight I work at the Gap. I have to walk in with a very sad face on. I really hate having to go and it has been so nice to have the past two days off. It felt like I had a life again!
Ah well...
I am off Thursday-Saturday, so that will be nice.
I am supposed to go to a party at this kid Ian's house on Friday, but Paul is not a huge fan of him.
Probably cuz I sucked Ian's dick last summer.
I mean really Paul...can't you just get over it already?
Paul and I had a really long talk about him and he is finally willing to get to know him a bit better. We will go to the party from 10-11pm and then we run away as fast as we can.
Ian has a roommate named "Will" who is probably one of the worst people ever. He's just gross gay. You know how that goes.
Will will be all over me until the minute I leave the party. Paul will probably punch Will in the face by the end of the first round of drinks.
Snores.
Alright, Paul is finally here for our lunch date.
YUM!
I don't know what I should eat first...
His dick or my grilled cheese.
maybe both at the same time.
SLURP!
Wednesdays are such shit. Once Thursday hits, the week gets SO much better. I know we all feel this way. However, today is making me want to run far far away.
I just want the day to be over. I wish I could fast forward until 12am when I will be warm and happy in bed.
But alas...
Paul and I had happy hour at his apartment last night. I picked up some wine on the way over and we talked and drank until about 7:30pm and then got dressed in our prettiest and went over to Beige to have a couple of drinks. I felt so NY when I was with him last night. Big and tough Paul was showing quite a few signs of insecurity and that made me feel as though he is finally understanding how hard it is to live in NYC. Visiting is one thing, staying here is totally another.
But alas...
Ok, can I stop with the "but alas" shit?
Usually, Paul and I don't function well at gay bars together. He tends to be a bit overprotective of me and he gets all crazy sometimes. Last night was not this way. Last night, we just talked and talked until both of our mouths were ripping off at the hinges. I mean, we covered everything from losing our virginity to eachother, to what secrets we have that no one knows about.
(there is still one I haven't told him, no matter how much he begged)
I am sure he has a few skeletons in his closet. And also some gay spiders too.
I do have to say that Paul surprised me with some great shit last night.
He only buys milk and orange juice for his pad. He doesn't believe in Kool-Aid or Iced Tea or soda. But that's all I drink. So last night I come home to find a box of Kool-Aid Koolers in the fridge. I didn't have the heart to tell him that I am not really a fan of sugar pouches, no matter how much the company decorates the product, but I chugged down three of them in 5 minutes anyway. He also bought me an Arizona Iced Tea, which was pretty sweet of him.
Then, the coup de resistance, he rented a movie called L.I.E., which I have been dying to see. How did he know to get that? I had never mentioned it to him before.
It was random and so wonderful.
I told him that he shocks me with how incredible he is every single day.
We did spend alot of the night in heated discussion about one thing or another.
But unlike the past, we get over any argument in about 5 minutes and are back to being happy with eachother.
It was never like that before. There was always one of us threatening the other person with some sort of bullshit. But now, we just get over it and try our damndest to make attempts at being mature, responsible adults.
Overall, I had a very nice time with Paul last night.
I am waiting for him to come up to my work to take me to lunch now. I want grilled cheese, but I know he is going to make me get a salad.
Fine.
I like salad with tons of BLUE CHEESE on it!
HAHAHAHAHAHA
and also
boh.
While I was on the subway last night, going to his apartment, I had my headphones on and wasn't really paying attention to what was going on around me.
Suddenly, this man with no legs...and I mean NO legs, not even stumps, goes scooting by in front of me jingling a cup and asking for change.
I was like "WHA?", cuz I mean, NO LEGS!
I gave him the change I had in my pocket and then I lowered my head to either laugh or cry. I don't know.
Kelly and Rita have decorated our apartment all Christmasy! Is Christmasy spelled Christmassy?
Thats weird looking.
So, Kelly and Rita have decorated our apartment all Christmasy and I get to see it tomorrow night.
We are going out to dinner with Paul as well, to celebrate the holidays. Kelly has picked a place called "Cafe Orlin" and I am much excited to go and have a wonderful dinner with friends.
Hopefully Kelly will sexy dance for our waitress.
Give her a bottle of wine and I think that is a guarantee...
Tonight I work at the Gap. I have to walk in with a very sad face on. I really hate having to go and it has been so nice to have the past two days off. It felt like I had a life again!
Ah well...
I am off Thursday-Saturday, so that will be nice.
I am supposed to go to a party at this kid Ian's house on Friday, but Paul is not a huge fan of him.
Probably cuz I sucked Ian's dick last summer.
I mean really Paul...can't you just get over it already?
Paul and I had a really long talk about him and he is finally willing to get to know him a bit better. We will go to the party from 10-11pm and then we run away as fast as we can.
Ian has a roommate named "Will" who is probably one of the worst people ever. He's just gross gay. You know how that goes.
Will will be all over me until the minute I leave the party. Paul will probably punch Will in the face by the end of the first round of drinks.
Snores.
Alright, Paul is finally here for our lunch date.
YUM!
I don't know what I should eat first...
His dick or my grilled cheese.
maybe both at the same time.
SLURP!
