Friday, June 24, 2005
| What a Week, What a WEEK! I actually got six and a half WHOLE hours of sleep last night! I had every intention of getting at least a full eight hours; I figured I deserved that having gone to bed at 3am almost every day this week. But no. There’s always someone to talk to when you really should be closing your eyes and being quiet. And with that lame introduction to this post being written, let’s dive right in, shall we? Ari and I, as you know, have been attached at the hip this week. So it made perfect sense that on Wednesday, we should meet up for a quick bowl and then head down to the East Village to meet up with some new friends. Ari is the perfect date to have, especially since we both get irritated at the exact same things. For instance, she told me a hundred times that we shouldn’t take a cab from the Upper West Side to the Lower bowels of the East Side during rush hour, but do I listen? NEVER! And we ended up in that damn cab for at least a half an hour, if not longer. My bad? I had the absolute pleasure of meeting Miss Chloe from The Virginity Monologues. She is a spunky little thing with a great sense of humor and laden with innocence. I felt like I robbed her of her virginity just with the trash that came out of my mouth. And also, I found myself yelling at her for one thing or another throughout the night. As my close friends know, I’m all about playing games with boys and I, for some reason, took it upon myself to school Chloe in the art of being an asshole. While I don’t encourage her to change from a sweet and wonderful girl into a man hungry slut whore, I definitely want her to be able to meet a guy, play his sweet ass, and then send him on his way begging for more. She’s got it in her. And clearly it’s up to me to pull it out of her. Ah geez Joe. Just worry about your OWN life for once, right? In any case, the Fish was there as well and she brought along a very sweet girl who works at MTV news. I’m sorry…MTV NEWS!??!?! Why I found out that information two minutes before she got into a cab is beyond me. Except that maybe my friends didn’t want to see my dick turn into a vagina right before their very eyes. I love you MTV. Forever and ever Amen. Now I change the subject before I have to fully disclose that I’m a 14 year old girl trapped in a manboy’s body. Also in attendance at the outing was this guy Randy who I met over two years ago. He is such an exceptional guy and I’m shocked that I’ve let it go this long without hanging out with him again. His boyfriend joined us for the event too and like Randy, he is a wonderful, sweet, interesting guy. God, we talked about everything from past sexual experiences, to career goals, to whether or not we had our dicks sliced when we were born. AND, most importantly, Randy and his boyfriend told me that they went through the process of becoming domestic partners! UM! I don’t know anyone that has actually done that. Aside from the fact that it scares the piss out of me (I’m 28 and still have no idea when in the world I’ll be partnered up in the same fashion), seeing them happy and treat each other so nicely warmed my heart and gave me hope for the future. Randy and his BF made quite an impression on me. So much so that when they invited me back to their pad for drinks and smokes, I just had to go! We picked up a bottle of wine and took a hilarious cab ride for 5 blocks. JOE WALKS NOWHERE. hahaha. (Cept I’m not kidding.) Once there, Chloe and the boys treated me to some wonderful conversation. And then it happened, their roommate walked in and I immediately fell in love. Her name is Tess and she is a barrel of fucking fun. She’s got a gorgeous singing voice and has one of those personalities that just sucks you in immediately. I was hugging her and fighting with her and laughing with her all within the first 15 minutes. And BEST part?!? Tess, Randy and boyfriend have skits they do that are so fucking hilarious I always burst into tears while shitting out of my asshole and pissing myself. For example…they do this one skit called “Human Bop-it”. You remember that “Bop-it” game right?? Randy’s boyfriend plays the Tessa Bop-it and she rocks it out. Oh My God. I laughed (and am still laughing) at the memory of that. “Ay PAPI!” As the night went on, there were 3 full games of Catchphrase, all of which I competed in as though it was the Special Olympics. My ugly, ever annoying, competitive side came out to play and everyone was like “We invited this kid over for WHAT reason?” No, they were all totally cool to me regardless of my drunk ass running around the apartment as though I owned it. Another hour later and I’m still drinking wine and talking up a storm. Their other roommate Jack walked in and was an incredibly friendly, pretty good looking straight guy, with bad jeans. He plays Catchphrase very well and went out of his way to make sure that I was comfortable when I ended up sleeping over. Yeah, that’s right…sleeping over. Something I never do. But circumstances kind of forced that upon me. And to be honest, I loved it. I think I’ll ask if I can sleep over again soon. This week has been so crazy and while I sat here complaining that I had no friends to spend gay pride with, some wonderful gay people came out of the woodwork and reminded me that it IS possible to make great new friends in this city. For so long I’ve only been hanging out with my close friends and my boyfriend and I’ve missed out on the other adventures that this city has to offer. In the past, not being able to spend time with my best friends has caused me to stay home alone. But with my life changing so fast, so is my need to escape from the box I’ve trapped myself in. Gay pride has been about so much more than being gay this year. It’s been about being liberated and independent. I’m going to some great parties’ tomorrow night and while I was kind of dreading them all week, I am now absolutely stoked about it! I have new friends that I look forward to seeing and (it seems) look forward to seeing me. How incredible and totally just in time. My mom is coming down on Sunday to spend a few days in the city for business. I can’t wait to see her and to tell her all about my new adventures. She’s been encouraging me to spread my wings and fly for the longest time. Now that I’m actually doing it, she’s going to beam with pride. And I’m proud of myself too. I’ve been so insecure and scared to be me for so long. Now that I’m actually letting go and allowing myself to grow, I’m naturally happier and more excited about the changes that are taking control of my life. Before you know it, I will be acting in a serious show, making serious money, and building up a serious resume. I’ll be conquering this city in the way that I had always dreamed. New friends, new life, new goals. I can’t believe how much God has blessed me ever since I started to get help. And suddenly, I’m not as angry as I was in the beginning of the week. Suddenly, I could care less about all that shit. Joe CuttheShit. Feels good to be back. |
