blurry visions in drag
No, I wasn't in drag... the lady at karaoke was. *smile* Last week was nuts and today I'm under the weather. An ex is visiting the city, but I have yet to see her. Another is coming to stay with me in August for a few days while she does the touristy thing with her friend. Interesting developments. I was home visiting the folks all weekend. And yesterday I had such bad sinus problems, that today I'm a wreck. And the problems are starting up again. Oh, allergy season is SO much fun.
Last week, Buddha came for a visit. So I was out every night. I'm still tired. It was Pride Week here too, so while I didn't get very involved (best friend visiting gets priority) we went with friends to karaoke at another gay bar. It was fantastic, we had great fun. I got up and did Bootylicious with my friend Matt. We sucked shit, but it was memorable. And everyone got up to dance for our song, they'd been seated all night. Heehee, we rocked the joint. Buddha and Richard tried to duet a Jewel song, they got up on stage and when the music started they argued about who was going to sing first. This went on for 30 seconds (an eternity in karaoke time) and they were only saved when Buddha's little sister jumped up, grabbed a mic and took over. She was loaded and was most definitely the life of the party. Ahh, memories... Did I mention I hate karaoke? I really do, but a few drinks and I get into it and go a little wild.
The real reason the night was great for me, I met a really nice guy with abfab eyes. Deep brown with a really obvious sparkle, I was instantly entranced. And sexy all round too... What a hottie! Point, I sat down with my friends and he was sitting on the next couch, so we started chatting and I enjoyed his company all evening. When it came time to leave, he asked for my number and I happily obliged. I wanted to go dancing with him *so* badly but the girls were ready to go.
That was a great night. Unfortunately, nearly a week later, I have squat to show for it. *sigh* No call. No email. I gave him both, though he only wrote the number down. (But he programmed it into his phone, so hopefully it wasn't lost) How disappointing, I really wanted to get to know him better. I really wanted to see if he was datable. I really wanted to stare into his eyes while we made love on a sandy beach. Well, maybe that's pushing things a bit, but my mind is wandering today, and since I'm feeling sick, happy fantasies are just helpful. Hmm... Since my last boytoy stopped calling a few months ago I've been moping about guys and girls, and haven't been very interested in meeting new people. It was great to meet someone new and who was interested. It sucks to not have any way to follow up. Sigh, he was soooo cute too. Disappointed and wanting someone to cuddle up to. Bah! Suck it up princess!
Since my brain seems to be shutting down, and I can't keep coherent, I think I'll put my head down on my desk and procrastinate. Fuck working, when I feel this crappy, it's a challenge just to stay awake and at work. Mais oui?
