I have not posted forever. I am a terrible person because of this, but I have my excuses. I have been extremely busy with the three jobs. I've been seeing several people but not for long periods of time. And I have not had access to internet for prolonged periods of time.
So here is a start (specifically for a few people).
Muny Boy dissappeared. Just stopped answering phone calls and would leave texts saying he was super busy. Disappointing. Temporary Boyfriend also went bye bye.
I am now managing a lounge. So now I have The Coffee Shop, The Diner, and The Lounge. Keep them straight. I have been having a great time with the staff at the Lounge and meeting new people. I'm learning how to bartend as they do (they think that I know what I'm doing).
The boys. The Co-Worker and I have slept together a few times more. He is moving to San Fransisco by the end of the year. The Man of My Dreams seems to be showing more interest in me but I'm still too much of a pussy to ask him out. I got close tonight. I asked out a boy with a skunk stripe in his hair. He moved back home with his parents.
The most recent addition is Philly. I got really really drunk on Friday. Like lots of Blueberry Stoli and Tonics. I went to Novaks. I was catching up with friends from college that are moving back to town. Out of nowhere, this guy tells me that I was dancing great or sexy on the dance floor or something like that. I had already seen him hitting on the Co-Worker but oh well. We start dancing. We exchange words. We are going back to his place. At some point in there he might have said his name. But I don't remember it. We get back to his loft. Very nice. Clothes come off in the kitchen. Fun is being had. We go to the bedroom. We start some stuff but something happened to where we didn't finish any stuff. Pass out. Wake up the next morning. The to be continued occurred. I give him my number. I try to spy at mail to find out his name. He asks if I'm hungry. I just leave. Work to do. Have to make deposits and stuff.
He waits two days. Calls me. I'm at The Diner doing inventory. I cannot hear him when he says. Hi Shane...? Yeah who is this? This is garble garble. Who...sorry I can't hear you. This is mumble mumble from the other night. Oh yeah...Hey. I missed his name again. Fuck Fuck. Still don't know his name but I'm supposed to call him Wednesday to see if he wants to do something. The morning was great. He is intelligent. Very nice. Good looking. Will call him. I've got plans to figure out the name.
Wedding this weekend. Super excited to get out of town. Very much need vacation. Detox. Drinking without need or intention. Lots of things to do before then. I hope that I get to post more frequently. The drama still continues it just doesn't get to be published.