Oh. My. Gawd.

So like, I was trying to leave work early today. I so couldn’t escape. I was like super bummed, cause like, Richard totally called me to say that he was like having his new BFF Captain over for drinkies and junk. I was like, oh em gee! No way! So like, yeah, I totally like wanted to like ditch the whole work thing and join in! Drinkies at my place? I am so there! But like I wasn’t there. I had to work for… ew, two more hours! Anyhoo, so there I was.. Werk, werk, and like stuff. I totally lost track of time! I was so busted that I ended up working totally late! So then Richard tried to get me to stop and pick up food! Can you even?! I would SO never get home if I did that! I totally said no. So he was all, “Fine, we will go get pizza while you are like on your way.” Okay… but not so much. By the time I got to the house those two hadn’t BUDGED! Right?! At first I was like, “whatevah”. Then I realized that there was a near empty bottle of rum on the counter. Okay, so it was like a little bottle, but still. Ell oh ell! Heh! Apparently they were trying out this Pumpkin Martini recipe I found. So not wanting to volunteer for like a DUI or DWI even, Captain was on the horn to his man making food delivery arrangements! It was totally David to the rescue! (BTW, that would so make a great movie title, right? It should totally be a movie! I wonder if Jake is free to play me?) Yeah, so the pizza was great and junk! I like pizza with the boys. But then I like pizza. I like boys too. Oh em gee! Ell oh ell!

[clearly daniel is in a weird place tonight. oh, and the cat seems fine.]

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Hahah! My dinner was so good! Plus, the clean up was a dream! You may be wondering why. Was it a new cleaning product? No! I wasn’t at home, and so that chore fell upon someone else! But seriously tho. The food was great. We went up the hill to a friends for a BBQ. The Eddie Izzard accompaniment was just a bonus… Oh, and they have this dog that will actually steal your heart when you arrive. It was a fun night. And good eats.

But I have to say… I think the flan stole the show. I was at first totally into the spinach salad, but when the flan arrived I actually had to take a picture. Hats off to the chef… David! He does a mean quesodillia too. I think I might just start showing up around meal times. Do you think they’ll mind? 

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But really, does that surprise anyone? So here’s the thing. We were at Urban Mo’s. It tries to be a restaurant but really it’s a big ol’ gay bar. We were there with our gorgeous friends for dinner and drinks. Let’s remember for a moment that Richard and I do not usually (or ever actually) do the gay bar scene. We used to, but ever since that bar manager from Chevy’s in Daly City licked Richard’s nipple in the middle of a bar in Castro and that whole scene happened we tend to keep it low key. Have I ever told that story here? I dunno.. Shel’s been reading forever. Maybe he can comment if he remembers that one. But that, combined with my sordid nightclub past keep me out of those places. Give me dinner and a simple dive bar anytime. Anyhoo, so like I was saying. The ‘going out’ thing is totally stressful for me. First I had to pick an outfit. Not easy since I am slimmer than I have been in a while and all my jeans are like huge. Bad rapper huge. So I shopped. I dressed. I waited for Richard. I changed 2 more times.

Eventually we get there and have a great time. I was going in and out of my ‘queen of the club’ mental space from the old days. It’s amazing how you can walk a certain way and people just move out of the way.. or you can become invisible and get trapped and tripped over. I like to toy with my ‘presence’. It’s an old survival trick I learned from many nights at the old club ‘Spread’ in SF. It’s probably all in my own head tho. I am weird like that. But where was I? This story is making NO sense. Sorry. But yeah, there was this guy who totally grinned every time I passed. Since I was trying to be ‘fun’ I smiled back. I am totally trying to be more social these days. It’s part of something I have been working on… But that’s totally off topic. So I pass, I smile, the whole time sucking in my gut due to my outfit choices. Then Britney came on. I have been wanting to dance to that song FOREVER! Gimme More! So I rushed to the dance floor. My friends followed and I grooved to Gimme More. (That is like the best song to dance to, especially since I haven’t danced in like YEARS. Thanks to Brit, every time you misstep you just stop, look up all dazed and wander around the floor a bit. Then you pick up from nowhere and poorly lip-sync… HILARIOUS!) So after the song was over I suddenly felt overcrowded, hot, and had to be outside IMMEDIATELY. Do you ever get like that? It’s normal for me, but we all know I am a bit off. I like to think it’s a cute ‘quirk’. It was when I was close enough to the door to smell the smoke-free air that this same guy appeared out of nowhere and tried to chat me up. “Hola, hola, hola...”, with a big smile and arms outstretched. I don’t know that it was actual flirting, since I didn’t hang around, but I am assuming so. Either way, I was so amazingly rude. I looked at him, looked away, side stepped to get around him and walked off without even speaking.

I am such a bitch. Now when I was 20 that sort of behavior was one thing. But I am old now. In gay years, even OLDER! I am lucky to have young hispanic hotties say hello to me, let alone flirt.

So yeah. I feel horrible now! I could have at the very least said hello. But I was in a state, and HAD to get outside… I am sorry Hot Friendly Guy! But I am taken anyway, so if you were flirting it would not have gotten anywhere, so maybe it’s for the best after all.

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