Meeting new people

I had the most interesting night. Let me start from the beginning.

I was bored so I decided to Google things to do in L.A. I came across this place called Fubar that has karaoke on Tuesday nights. Having no other interesting prospects lined up I decided to check it out. So I went there and met a bunch of cool new people. There was one girl who moved here from Ireland and is a singer. She did "Creep" by Radiohead. She did an AMAZING job!! In fact, most of the people there were just insanely good singers.

I went outside to smoke and noticed a guy talking on his cell phone. Talking isn't the right term here.. he was bitching someone out on his cell phone. He hung up on whoever it was he was talking to and started bitching to me (with his gorgeous Australian-spent-a-lot-of-time-in-London accent) about his brother being disrespectful to their mother, or something like that. We got to talking and it turns out that it was his birthday and he just moved back to L.A. (he lived in L.A. for two years before moving back home six months ago) two days before. We bonded over the fact that we both like boys and our birthdays were just a day apart and we had nobody really with whom to celebrate.

On top of not being able to celebrate his birthday, he lost his passport and luggage at the airport and the hostel where he was staying had already closed its doors for the night. AND he didn't have access to cash because his debit/credit card didn't work here in the U.S. for whatever reason.

The night went on and we tried to find a cute, available gay boy for him so he could hook up and get free drinks as well as a place to stay that night. No luck. Around 1:30 we decided that Fubar was not looking promising so we hopped in my car, threw the top down and headed to Beige at Falcon's Lair. However, by the time we got there the place wasn't letting anybody in because they close at 2.

We started to walk back to my car when we happened upon a small group of beautiful gay men leaving Beige. We inquired about after-hours places nearby. The conversation took off from there. Ron got Cameron's card and I got Mark's number. Ron and I got back into my car and headed to Avalon, the place Mark suggested. Well, we couldn't find the place. My GPS couldn't even find it!

I asked Aussie where I could drop him off. He said that since I live downtown to just drop him off near downtown and he would figure out something. He said he would go to the Embassy in the morning to straighten out his passport situation. I almost offered to let him stay at my place, but I had just met him so I decided not to. I felt so bad for him!

He mentioned earlier that his parents owned some hotels in L.A., so I suggested he try to stay at one of them. He said "I'm bloody 24, I need to start taking care of myself. I'll call you tomorrow love!" With that he was off into the dark night. I hope I hear from him so that I know he didn't get mugged or murdered!

Flashbacks

I was at Miss Kitty's earlier tonight and met a cute guy with the most beautiful biceps, forearms and hands. I couldn't keep my hands off of him! We talked, danced, and drank. I ended up making out with him and while it was nice, I kept flashing back to the way M kissed me and touched me. I don't want M (because he's obviously a douchebag) but I want to connect with somebody like I did with him. Just without the false promises and superficial bullshit.

That's just it, right? Does one exist without the other? Can you be that deeply sexually and intellectually attracted to someone without some sort of falsification to make it happen?

I was so distracted by thoughts of M that I ended up deciding that if Biceps called me I wouldn't answer. He may be really hot, but my mind has decided that he's not up to par with M. I want so desperately to have a relationship, but at the same time I don't want to settle down. I want someone who loves me unconditionally and is always there for me, but I want them to pretty much give up their lives so I can act on my whims to relocate.

In other news, I've begun reading The Vagina Monologues. I love it! I knew I had to buy the book when I busted out laughing in the middle of Barnes and Noble. I bought it yesterday evening and am almost finished with it. Also while out shopping at The Grove yesterday I bought these boots in black:

They were my birthday splurge. And yes, you should be jealous.

Missed Connection

Here's a missed connection ad I put up on Craigslist:

I'm the girl on the balcony, you were driving by my apartment building - w4m - 22

Thursday evening (8/16) you drove down St. Paul Avenue in your silver BMW with the top down. You stared up at me as you drove by while I was sitting out on my balcony. I would have waved to you, but I was deep in thought and didn't realize until too late that you noticed me.

Well, I got a few fake replies, then this morning I checked my email and behold, a possible winner!

Here's what he said in his email:

Subject: We should try this again...

...I'll drive by in my silver convertible and this time we'll both wave.... :)
Whadya think??



He certainly LOOKS like the guy who drove by. I'll try to get him to drive by again, just so I know if it's actually the same person. I mean, really, what're the odds that he would have found my ad on Craigslist? Slim, very slim. We shall see.

On a less hopeful note, M has disappeared into the land of lost, forgotten men. How do things turn to shit so quickly and unexpectedly??

Now THIS is cool!

A few Sundays I was on my way to work when my usual route to the 110 via Figueroa St. was blocked off. It was closed because there was a movie being filmed there and there was gunfire and explosions. Well, I drove by there during the week to see what all the fuss was about and got these pictures.





Isn't that cool??? An actual building got shot up for this movie. I was of course curious about what movie had a big enough budget to close down a downtown Los Angeles city block and shoot up buildings. Get this.. It's the latest Will Smith movie.

Overhaul

So I had a blog on myspace, but there are aspects of my life that I want separate from such a public forum. This seems like a good solution.

I guess I should make my first post a dramatic one.

First off, I think I got pink eye from a patient I had Monday night. Ick!! I'm hoping and praying (as much as an agnostic would) that I don't actually have it.

Second, M (my current.. err.. flame) told me he loves me twice. And I didn't say anything back either time. I had no idea what to say!!! Here's the situation..

Last night M called me and said I should join him and his friends at Spanish Kitchen for $2 taco night. They were washing their cheap food down with $18 margaritas. Only in L.A. would one find a margarita with FIVE shots of tequila in it.

After dinner we all headed to Beige. There was talking, flirting, meeting new people. It was wonderful!!! Culture shock moment of the week: It's not unusual for a guy to take your bra off of you in public. I looked to M's BFF (whom I shall refer to as MC for the awesome ass Mini Cooper she drives) for help as M was unhooking my bra and pulling down the straps. Her words: "Just go with it!" MC grabbed my bra from M and hid it under a cushion. As much as I dislike PDA, there was lots of it going on.. everywhere!!

Needless to say, I ended up at M's place. We were lying in bed talking (seriously!), when he gazed at me, brushed a stray piece of hair from my eyes and said "I love you". He immediately realized what he said and made a swift recovery with "Your personality, I love your personality." I was so relieved that he made an attempt to cover because I had no idea how to respond!! All was fine and good until the next morning when we were.. uh.. expressing our feelings for each other physically that he whispered "I love you" to me. Instead of saying anything back I just moaned and pretended not to hear.

I really really like M, but I haven't even known him a month and I honestly don't think I have enough to offer emotionally. I'm going through a lot right now, trying to adjust and also figure out my next move. I really REALLY don't want to have to deal with this right now. Wouldn't most girls love to hear those three words come out of a boy's mouth? I'm a freak of nature, I guess..