Man oh man, was this a stellar weekend! Joyous! Musical! Rightous! FUN!!! Well, except for the 20-year reunion stuff, but that's ok b/c Mr. Wonderful Stefano and I totally managed to salvage the evening!!!
So I have to admit it was nice to take Friday off from both jobs so I could deal w/my mom and brother. Me bro and I had to take Ma to get her colonoscopy. I picked up bro early, we got a bunch of kolaches for the day, then picked up Ma at our stepdad's. Took her to the clinic and prepared to wait around for awhile. I finished one of my library books and was going to begin another but got distracted w/phone calls and reading the NY Times Magazine. Bro was cracking me up constantly all day long. He is so fucking funny!!! He was good enough to go wait w/Ma in the pre-op area and let me stay in the waiting room and read and chill.
My ex, M., called me to say that I'd received an envelope at his place and he was actually willing to come all the way down to Pasadena to hand-deliver it to me. I said that was up to him and sure enough, he came all the way down to meet me at the clinic, riding his new motorcycle. I was impressed--it was a Triumph, and he let me sit on it and I could totally ride that thing, if I weren't so out of practice. He got there in time to see Ma released and she gave him a hug. Then we all had to leave. It was nice to see M.
Ma was hungry of course so we took her to eat comfort food at the country kitchen. Then dropped her off, dropped off li'l bro, and I had just enough time to get home and change into something fabulous for the 20-yr reunion happy hour. I put on a new clingy, sexy dress I just got and I have to say, I looked pretty good. Then Stefano and I went to the venue, a Vietnamese restaurant. We walked in and I knew most of my ex-classmates that were there of course, but none were "friends" of mine. I did see 1 of my pals from Facebook and chatted w/her for a few minutes. I also saw an old somewhat-pal of mine, and we chatted too. But then I just wanted to drink my drink and talk to Stefano. So after we'd been there for 1/2 an hour I told Stefano I wanted to leave, so we did. OK! At least now I know the 30-year will also be a waste of my time!
So we were dressed up and needed a cool place to go now. We weren't really hungry, so I had a killer idea and I suggested going to Marfreless, a groovy hidden romantic bar that only the hip people of Houston know about! Stefano was delighted and we shot over there, not too far away anyway. We got our drinks, went upstairs to the couches, and made out. (I told Leo when I saw him this weekend that Stefano and I had gone there and he cackled, then told me about the time he "shagged" a chick upstairs on one of the couches!) I actually know about it b/c Rozzy took me there years ago. After our drinks there we went to have sushi at Stefano's parents' fave sushi place, where we took them to a couple months ago. But we ate lightly and shared a sake, then headed to his house to settle in for the night.
Sat. a.m. was my SLEEP-IN day of course! Mr. Wonderful had the capitol idea for lunch to go get full of Mexican food at our fave Mex restaurant. That way he'd be full of fuel for his gig that evening and I'd be full for my day at iFest! We did just that and then bid adieu to each other and I went to pick up li'l bro. We snuck my flask in, got snowcones, and spiked 'em, heh heh. Walked around, saw some good music--including this KILLER band called the Zydepunks! Holy crap they were hip!--visited w/Leo, etc. etc., saw my usual festival friends, then got in place for George Clinton! My festival/music friend B. texted me that the stage was already getting crowded an hour and half before, so we scooted over there and got our place front row, right against the railing. B. reminded me how last year our knees were killing us from getting continuously banged up from dancing in front of the rail--I'd totally forgotten about that! Li'l bro's friend found us and stood behind us. We were ready! I smoked a cigar and this photographer kept taking pic's of me.
This was my 4th time to see George and co. As usual it was a crazy party scene! B. grew impatient however, saying George hardly sings anymore, but as Stefano pointed out later, he never sang much anyway. He's always had 30 people in his band to do shit onstage for him! B. left after about an hour, also citing the aggressiveness of the crowd, which is true. I almost killed that crazy rude girl 2 years ago at that very stage, and there were some nasty blacks standing behind li'l bro's friend bitching and complaining, I think b/c li'l bro's friend is very tall. B. said it was b/c we were white ("Speak for yourself!" I laughed), but she kinda had a point. I was waiting for a fight to break out, but it didn't. Anyway, I danced and danced and it was sooooo loud at one point I swear to God I had to put a finger in my ear and I NEVER do that. Great fun though and I got some great pic's!!! 2 1/2 hours of George, man!!! After which li'l bro took off w/his pal and I headed home to Stefano who also got home from his gig the same time as me.
Sunday was another gloriously beautiful sunny day, perfect for iFest and I was sooo happy b/c Stefano would be joining me and li'l bro. I am always so used to going to iFest by myself, which has its perks such as being able to weasel my way to the front of every stage, but frankly I prefer having friends and loved ones with me. This time Stefano and I fueled up on Italian food for lunch--my idea! We picked up li'l bro and this time I had 2 flasks on me, so I needed to badge my way in w/the po-lice, which worked out well. We got snowcones again and spiked 'em before seeing Janiva Magness in concert, which was li'l bro's idea. And a killer idea too, as Stefano and I'd never heard of her but found many of our musician friends also at the stage! Damn! Good idea on li'l bro head!
The rest of iFest found us visiting w/Leo, smoking cigars, getting jello shots, seeing Sara Hickman do a quick song at the kiddie stage, and running into my drummer George and his wife at the final show of the day, Steel Pulse. Many of our other musician friends were there as well. We watched (really listened) from the grass on the duck pond side... sooooo nice! I killed the coco rum in the big flask and was feeling pretty good by the time we headed home. Stefano came home with me and we had a good night's sleep to start off the work week.
Tonight I have our monthly sheriff meeting. Tomorrow I'll be in Lufkin TX all day for my annual outreach event. Weds. morning I have a court hearing to see about scheduling mediation w/el jerko S. I asked Leo if we could please schedule rehearsal for Thurs. night so that I can have some breathing room on Weds. night, to which he agreed. If I can just get through this week then I have the upcoming incredible, legendary weekend to look forward to... where Stefano and I will spend 2 nights in the Woodlands and see Van Morrison in concert on Sat. night!!! Legendary, I tell you, legendary!!!
Monday, April 26, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
Vegas Vacation
So it was quite a wonderful vacation, I must say! Here's what I did: lounged by the pool; drank huge frozen alcoholic beverages; read a lot; walked around; celebrated Tito J., ate a lot; and RELAXED. Ahhhh...
Flew out Friday eve., the 6pm flight. I was PISSED that those bastards Continental had the NERVE to charge me $25 to check a bag! I am serious, I am never flying them again. But anyway, the flight itself was ok and I was glad I dressed comfortably and was traveling light. Although I don't care for Vegas I like the McCarran airport b/c it always makes me think of that scene in one of my fave movies, Midnight Run. Heh heh. I grabbed the shuttle bus to the Luxor and found Tito J. We got a room on floor 22 ("My age!" I told the receptionist) and it was a nice room indeed. After dumping our stuff we walked around the hotel a little and got our 1st frozen drink of the weekend at Fat Tuesday's. The Luxor is connected to Mandalay Bay and we wandered over there. Then it was time to meet Tito J.'s friends downtown at the Golden Nugget.
We cabbed it over b/c we were too ignorant to realize you could ride a bus shuttle for waaaaay cheaper and it was nice to see Fremont St. and the Plaza hotel where I had stayed 6 yrs. ago w/Greggy and co. Actually by then I was hungry so we wandered over to the Plaza to get a hot dog (chuckle!). Then we went to the club at the Golden Nugget "Gold Diggers" where it was free for me to get in but Tito J. had to pay a nominal cover charge. We smoked cigars on the patio and Tito J. saw his 1st Fremont St. light show (I'd seen it before, natch).
Before long his friends showed up. They danced and drank, I sat and watched until some 80's funk came on and then I danced to a couple songs. But then I was getting bored 'cuz I didn't want to drink anymore and was also tired due to the long day and week (shit, I really am not as young as I used to be) so told them I was gonna go walk around and meet them back at the club in a bit. I did some window-shopping and walked up and down Fremont St. and just took in the sights. After awhile I met Tito J. back at the club and we took the much-cheaper shuttle back to the strip and our hotel.
After sleeping in on Sat. (but not as much as I really needed due to the 2-hr time difference from Houston) we decided to hit our 1st buffet of the day at lunchtime. We got the all-you-can-keep-down-in-one-day wristband (which was not that good of a deal b/c frankly, neither Tito J. and I can eat enough to make it a good deal, due to our expertise in Slimagineering) but whatever! We grubbed seriously. I started with the cold stuff for my 1st plate: shrimp, pasta pesto salad; macaroni salad; potato salad; 1/2 bagel w/lox and cream cheese and capers ("Hey, I'm dating a Jew!" I told Tito J.). 2nd plate: fried rice; General Tso's chicken; green beans, slice of pizza! 3rd plate: waffle, apple-smoked bacon, chorizo, ambrosia salad, fruit, etc. Finally ended w/a dessert plate of 5 desserts! I even took a pic and sent it to Stefano and told him he was definitely going to have to help me work it all off. Tito J. was good and only had 2 plates of buffet and 1 plate of dessert.
After that, to the pool we went! It was crowded. I wondered why all these fools weren't inside gambling. We managed by a miracle to snag 2 chairs next to each other. The weather was perfect, sunny and warm. This was my 1st tanning session of the year. It was even warm enough for me to dip myself into the pool twice. At one point Tito J. went to get us drinks: a Michelob Ultra for me (after all, I needed to pay heed to calories!) and a Pina Colada w/Malibu for him, mmmmm!!! While he was gone some drunk ass fool actually puked in one of the pools! It was just like that scene in Caddyshack where everyone makes a mad dash to get out of the pool. Our 2 drinks cost $17. Welcome to Vegas!!!
Tito J. left soon to go try and score tix to a Cirque show that night. I continued to lounge by the pool, read, listen to podcasts, ahhhh... it was heavenly. After a couple hours I headed back to the room to get ready to meet Tito J. for our next activities. By the time he returned and I was showered and changed it was actually time for our buffet dinner. I once again had 3 plates, along w/1 glass of wine! Let's see... mashed potatoes, beef, cornbread, sushi, shrimp, fish taco, rice, beans, hamburger w/one bun, french fries... but this time I could only stomach 4 desserts! When we (finally) finished and went up to the room so Tito J. could change clothes, I lifted my dress and could see my stomach sticking out! Ack!!! I thought I even saw the outline of a chocolate eclair.
So it was determined that some walking down the Strip was definitely in order! Tito J. had to go to his show at the MGM so he walked me down until he had to cross over to the other side of the Strip. I continued b/c I wanted to see the dancing waters at the Bellagio. It was a great walk, the evening was warm, I had my iPod, and there were tons and tons of people out, it being Saturday night and all. There sure were a lot of dumb girls wearing stupid heels, trying to do all this walking. I would say it was about a 40-min. walk down and 40-min. back for me. The waters were a little disappointing, as I'd seen them before when I was there in '04 and the show back then was longer and cooler. This show was to "Viva las Vegas" and only lasted 60 seconds or so?!? Anyway, I still needed the walk. On the way back I was thirsty so I stopped in the CVS and got a liter of Coke Zero. My other observation was that probably around 90% of Las Vegas tourists are overweight/obese!
Back in the room I got ready for bed and had a wonderful, just-what-the-Dr.-ordered relaxing evening w/my book. AHHHHHH!!! Tito J. arrived after his show, wanting to go to a gay club and tried to talk me into going, but I just couldn't. I wanted to lay around in bed more, read more, watch more tv, relax more!!! So he went and was back around 3am and I woke up to hear a little bit about his evening.
Next morn. we slept in and then Tito J. had to pack up as he'd be leaving that afternoon. I had reserved the room for 3 nights so that although I was also leaving that night, I could have the room to lounge around in all day. Tito J. went to have lunch w/his cousins (there was NO WAY in HELL I was going to be able to eat ANYTHING anytime soon after making such a disgrace of myself at the Saturday buffets) and I went to the pool, hoping it was early enough that the drunks would be sleeping it off and the pool would be mostly cleared out. Although there were people out there, this time I had no prob finding an empty lounge chair. My tan still needed serious work.
After the pool I met Tito J. and we went to refill our drinks at Fat Tuesday's. We walked around a little more until it was time to get his stuff and get him a cab. We bid adieu over drinks and cigars. After he left I went and got showered and changed and relaxed until it was time to walk to the movie theater to see Hot Tub Time Machine, which came highly recommended by Brandone. Eh, it was ok. I only laughed twice. Back at the room it was almost time to get ready for my 11pm trip to the airport. I had major frustration beginning this trip and now I had major frustration ending it, as I called the airport shuttle in plenty of time but waited way too long outside for them to pick me up. Turns out, after 3 phone calls, I was waiting at the wrong entrance of my hotel!!! Well, thanks for NOT telling me, bitches! I had to make my way to the "North Entrance", for which there was NO signage. The concierge and a cocktail waitress tried to explain the way to me, but I walked and walked and then found myself inside the next door casino hotel, the Excalibur!!! FUCK!!! I wanted to cry, also b/c I was tired and getting sleepy.
I called the shuttle service back and said now I needed to be picked up at the Excalibur. A janitor had to show me the way outside. I just wanted to get outside and that was like the hardest thing to do ever. That's Vegas for you! Good thing I was ready 2 hours before my damn flight b/c I got to the airport just over an hour before my flight. And of course, those bastards at Continental charged me another $25 to check my bag. Fuckers!!! I said, "I'm never flying this airline again!" but fortunately, my bag still made it to Houston and not to Honolulu.
Everyone pretty much slept in the flight as it was the red-eye. Seeing Houston outside the plane window made me so happy! I love Houston and I was glad to be home!!! Driving home I called Stefano, who was up of course. Then I went home and crashed 'til lunchtime. I relaxed a bit, unpacked, and went to Job #2 for 2 hours. Then I went for a much-needed run!!! Amazingly, it appears I "only" gained 3 lbs. from all that buffet eating and big-drink drinking.
Stefano came over to spend the night w/me. We both missed each other terribly! He is stressed out about getting his CD out but it'll happen by May. Sleeping in his arms was just what I needed. The next 3 times I go out of town will be with HIM!!!
Flew out Friday eve., the 6pm flight. I was PISSED that those bastards Continental had the NERVE to charge me $25 to check a bag! I am serious, I am never flying them again. But anyway, the flight itself was ok and I was glad I dressed comfortably and was traveling light. Although I don't care for Vegas I like the McCarran airport b/c it always makes me think of that scene in one of my fave movies, Midnight Run. Heh heh. I grabbed the shuttle bus to the Luxor and found Tito J. We got a room on floor 22 ("My age!" I told the receptionist) and it was a nice room indeed. After dumping our stuff we walked around the hotel a little and got our 1st frozen drink of the weekend at Fat Tuesday's. The Luxor is connected to Mandalay Bay and we wandered over there. Then it was time to meet Tito J.'s friends downtown at the Golden Nugget.
We cabbed it over b/c we were too ignorant to realize you could ride a bus shuttle for waaaaay cheaper and it was nice to see Fremont St. and the Plaza hotel where I had stayed 6 yrs. ago w/Greggy and co. Actually by then I was hungry so we wandered over to the Plaza to get a hot dog (chuckle!). Then we went to the club at the Golden Nugget "Gold Diggers" where it was free for me to get in but Tito J. had to pay a nominal cover charge. We smoked cigars on the patio and Tito J. saw his 1st Fremont St. light show (I'd seen it before, natch).
Before long his friends showed up. They danced and drank, I sat and watched until some 80's funk came on and then I danced to a couple songs. But then I was getting bored 'cuz I didn't want to drink anymore and was also tired due to the long day and week (shit, I really am not as young as I used to be) so told them I was gonna go walk around and meet them back at the club in a bit. I did some window-shopping and walked up and down Fremont St. and just took in the sights. After awhile I met Tito J. back at the club and we took the much-cheaper shuttle back to the strip and our hotel.
After sleeping in on Sat. (but not as much as I really needed due to the 2-hr time difference from Houston) we decided to hit our 1st buffet of the day at lunchtime. We got the all-you-can-keep-down-in-one-day wristband (which was not that good of a deal b/c frankly, neither Tito J. and I can eat enough to make it a good deal, due to our expertise in Slimagineering) but whatever! We grubbed seriously. I started with the cold stuff for my 1st plate: shrimp, pasta pesto salad; macaroni salad; potato salad; 1/2 bagel w/lox and cream cheese and capers ("Hey, I'm dating a Jew!" I told Tito J.). 2nd plate: fried rice; General Tso's chicken; green beans, slice of pizza! 3rd plate: waffle, apple-smoked bacon, chorizo, ambrosia salad, fruit, etc. Finally ended w/a dessert plate of 5 desserts! I even took a pic and sent it to Stefano and told him he was definitely going to have to help me work it all off. Tito J. was good and only had 2 plates of buffet and 1 plate of dessert.
After that, to the pool we went! It was crowded. I wondered why all these fools weren't inside gambling. We managed by a miracle to snag 2 chairs next to each other. The weather was perfect, sunny and warm. This was my 1st tanning session of the year. It was even warm enough for me to dip myself into the pool twice. At one point Tito J. went to get us drinks: a Michelob Ultra for me (after all, I needed to pay heed to calories!) and a Pina Colada w/Malibu for him, mmmmm!!! While he was gone some drunk ass fool actually puked in one of the pools! It was just like that scene in Caddyshack where everyone makes a mad dash to get out of the pool. Our 2 drinks cost $17. Welcome to Vegas!!!
Tito J. left soon to go try and score tix to a Cirque show that night. I continued to lounge by the pool, read, listen to podcasts, ahhhh... it was heavenly. After a couple hours I headed back to the room to get ready to meet Tito J. for our next activities. By the time he returned and I was showered and changed it was actually time for our buffet dinner. I once again had 3 plates, along w/1 glass of wine! Let's see... mashed potatoes, beef, cornbread, sushi, shrimp, fish taco, rice, beans, hamburger w/one bun, french fries... but this time I could only stomach 4 desserts! When we (finally) finished and went up to the room so Tito J. could change clothes, I lifted my dress and could see my stomach sticking out! Ack!!! I thought I even saw the outline of a chocolate eclair.
So it was determined that some walking down the Strip was definitely in order! Tito J. had to go to his show at the MGM so he walked me down until he had to cross over to the other side of the Strip. I continued b/c I wanted to see the dancing waters at the Bellagio. It was a great walk, the evening was warm, I had my iPod, and there were tons and tons of people out, it being Saturday night and all. There sure were a lot of dumb girls wearing stupid heels, trying to do all this walking. I would say it was about a 40-min. walk down and 40-min. back for me. The waters were a little disappointing, as I'd seen them before when I was there in '04 and the show back then was longer and cooler. This show was to "Viva las Vegas" and only lasted 60 seconds or so?!? Anyway, I still needed the walk. On the way back I was thirsty so I stopped in the CVS and got a liter of Coke Zero. My other observation was that probably around 90% of Las Vegas tourists are overweight/obese!
Back in the room I got ready for bed and had a wonderful, just-what-the-Dr.-ordered relaxing evening w/my book. AHHHHHH!!! Tito J. arrived after his show, wanting to go to a gay club and tried to talk me into going, but I just couldn't. I wanted to lay around in bed more, read more, watch more tv, relax more!!! So he went and was back around 3am and I woke up to hear a little bit about his evening.
Next morn. we slept in and then Tito J. had to pack up as he'd be leaving that afternoon. I had reserved the room for 3 nights so that although I was also leaving that night, I could have the room to lounge around in all day. Tito J. went to have lunch w/his cousins (there was NO WAY in HELL I was going to be able to eat ANYTHING anytime soon after making such a disgrace of myself at the Saturday buffets) and I went to the pool, hoping it was early enough that the drunks would be sleeping it off and the pool would be mostly cleared out. Although there were people out there, this time I had no prob finding an empty lounge chair. My tan still needed serious work.
After the pool I met Tito J. and we went to refill our drinks at Fat Tuesday's. We walked around a little more until it was time to get his stuff and get him a cab. We bid adieu over drinks and cigars. After he left I went and got showered and changed and relaxed until it was time to walk to the movie theater to see Hot Tub Time Machine, which came highly recommended by Brandone. Eh, it was ok. I only laughed twice. Back at the room it was almost time to get ready for my 11pm trip to the airport. I had major frustration beginning this trip and now I had major frustration ending it, as I called the airport shuttle in plenty of time but waited way too long outside for them to pick me up. Turns out, after 3 phone calls, I was waiting at the wrong entrance of my hotel!!! Well, thanks for NOT telling me, bitches! I had to make my way to the "North Entrance", for which there was NO signage. The concierge and a cocktail waitress tried to explain the way to me, but I walked and walked and then found myself inside the next door casino hotel, the Excalibur!!! FUCK!!! I wanted to cry, also b/c I was tired and getting sleepy.
I called the shuttle service back and said now I needed to be picked up at the Excalibur. A janitor had to show me the way outside. I just wanted to get outside and that was like the hardest thing to do ever. That's Vegas for you! Good thing I was ready 2 hours before my damn flight b/c I got to the airport just over an hour before my flight. And of course, those bastards at Continental charged me another $25 to check my bag. Fuckers!!! I said, "I'm never flying this airline again!" but fortunately, my bag still made it to Houston and not to Honolulu.
Everyone pretty much slept in the flight as it was the red-eye. Seeing Houston outside the plane window made me so happy! I love Houston and I was glad to be home!!! Driving home I called Stefano, who was up of course. Then I went home and crashed 'til lunchtime. I relaxed a bit, unpacked, and went to Job #2 for 2 hours. Then I went for a much-needed run!!! Amazingly, it appears I "only" gained 3 lbs. from all that buffet eating and big-drink drinking.
Stefano came over to spend the night w/me. We both missed each other terribly! He is stressed out about getting his CD out but it'll happen by May. Sleeping in his arms was just what I needed. The next 3 times I go out of town will be with HIM!!!
Thursday, April 15, 2010
It's Vegas Time Baby!
And I tell you what... I actually cannot wait. Although I will miss Mr. Wonderful Stefano terribly and will feel sad not sleeping in his arms this weekend!!! But he's coming over tonight to shoot me up w/his wonderfulness so I can head out West tomorrow, happy and sasstisfied.
I am sooo grateful that Leo called off rehearsal last night. I really needed time to finish up some last-minute travel prep errands. It's been 4 yrs. since I flew last (March 2005 to NY to see a Levon Ramble) and I am totally out of practice. But I've read some articles about flying in ease and comfort these days so I think I'm well-prepared. I needed a tiny wallet/coin purse type thing to stick in my small travel purse and I found a great one at Target. I also decided to buy a black pashmina/shawl thing for when I get cold on the plane b/c Vegas weather right now is exactly how it is here in Houston--80/60--so a jacket or sweater is just gonna be overkill. Target didn't have any good shawls so I went to Ross and found one, plus found 5 new wonderful dresses! I want to plan my flying clothes differently than I have in the past. I have always worn my overalls while flying b/c they're comfy, have pockets, and make me look like a poor college student or some such thing. Well now that I'm older and have matching luggage, I don't think I could or even should be attempting to pull that look off anymore. I'm pushing 40 y'all. So I decided that leggings are the way to go now. Or a dress w/tights, at least on the flight back when I'll be arriving in familiar/comfortable territory. Anyway, I'm set now w/lots of cute outfits!!!
So Tito J. and I will probably be taking advantage of this deal for eating on Saturday at our hotel. Holy anti-Slimagineering!!! Shit, it appears my plans for Saturday are shaping up to be:
I am sooo grateful that Leo called off rehearsal last night. I really needed time to finish up some last-minute travel prep errands. It's been 4 yrs. since I flew last (March 2005 to NY to see a Levon Ramble) and I am totally out of practice. But I've read some articles about flying in ease and comfort these days so I think I'm well-prepared. I needed a tiny wallet/coin purse type thing to stick in my small travel purse and I found a great one at Target. I also decided to buy a black pashmina/shawl thing for when I get cold on the plane b/c Vegas weather right now is exactly how it is here in Houston--80/60--so a jacket or sweater is just gonna be overkill. Target didn't have any good shawls so I went to Ross and found one, plus found 5 new wonderful dresses! I want to plan my flying clothes differently than I have in the past. I have always worn my overalls while flying b/c they're comfy, have pockets, and make me look like a poor college student or some such thing. Well now that I'm older and have matching luggage, I don't think I could or even should be attempting to pull that look off anymore. I'm pushing 40 y'all. So I decided that leggings are the way to go now. Or a dress w/tights, at least on the flight back when I'll be arriving in familiar/comfortable territory. Anyway, I'm set now w/lots of cute outfits!!!
So Tito J. and I will probably be taking advantage of this deal for eating on Saturday at our hotel. Holy anti-Slimagineering!!! Shit, it appears my plans for Saturday are shaping up to be:
- Sleep late
- Buffet Meal 1
- Pool/reading/getting drunk
- Buffet Meal 2
- Roller coaster at NY/NY (by request of Tito J)
- Getting drunk/walking around
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
I Am Supposed to be Downstairs... Oh Well
It's the monthly BORED meeting of the women's health network that I'm on the board of and I went last month so I'm skipping today's meeting. Those meetings drive me crazy anyway b/c all those women do is sit around and yap and I just sit there frustrated, wishing they would shut up so we could get down to business. I swear it takes them forever to do anything. That's a woman for you, generally speaking! Plus one of them sent me an email today saying that my use of the word "nazi" when describing myself as a nazi proofreader librarian, was offensive. You can bet she's one of those liberal bedwetting academics! Give me a break. Do you think she fired off an angry letter to Larry David, Jerry Seinfeld, and NBC for their "Soup Nazi" character? You can bet she didn't! Jesus.
Well, I didn't have time to go on my run last night b/c I had too many errands to run after Job #2. Deposit my latest earnings from The Leo Trio into the bank; run by Target for needed household items; and go buy a lightbulb for the bathroom. Target didn't have the size I needed but Stefano informed me that the Home Depot next to my house has lightbulbs galore! So since I didn't have time to go on a run I just walked over there last night and it was a nice evening for a walk.
Gonna enjoy my last night to myself tonight, by hopefully fitting in time for that run, then doing some stuff around my house. My atty. says I need to find some more paperwork for him--good fucking Lord! Pisses me off. I started packing last night for the Vegas trip. I love my new luggage! Tomorrow night I've got rehearsal and then Thursday night Stefano says he'll meet me at my house when I get off work so we can spend the whole night together. Awww! How I love that man!
Well, I didn't have time to go on my run last night b/c I had too many errands to run after Job #2. Deposit my latest earnings from The Leo Trio into the bank; run by Target for needed household items; and go buy a lightbulb for the bathroom. Target didn't have the size I needed but Stefano informed me that the Home Depot next to my house has lightbulbs galore! So since I didn't have time to go on a run I just walked over there last night and it was a nice evening for a walk.
Gonna enjoy my last night to myself tonight, by hopefully fitting in time for that run, then doing some stuff around my house. My atty. says I need to find some more paperwork for him--good fucking Lord! Pisses me off. I started packing last night for the Vegas trip. I love my new luggage! Tomorrow night I've got rehearsal and then Thursday night Stefano says he'll meet me at my house when I get off work so we can spend the whole night together. Awww! How I love that man!
Monday, April 12, 2010
This Weekend? Awesome, Mostly
Yeah, it was a great weekend, it just ended a little badly last night but then turned out fine again, as I knew it would. As Tito J. would say, "What had happened, was..."
So Friday night was awesome, as I arrived home from Job #2 to get changed and then get to Stefano's house. As I walked in I saw a dozen red roses sitting on my coffee table, along with a card. Mr. Wonderful Sweet Stefano had snuck in and left them!!! Awwwwww.....!!! Jesus H. Tapdancing Christ, he is the best. So then I got to his place and he had Reisling, veggies/hummus, and had heated up some spanikopita. Delicious! We watched some of Monterey Pop and then I got my bubble bath. But b/c I'm also a giving person, I gave him a massage, as he loves them.
Saturday we couldn't sleep in too late b/c I had to get that recliner out of my house along with some other crap for heavy trash pickup. So we scooted over to my place and dragged it all out there, including the old shower doors that J. had taken off, as they'd been sitting in my patio all this time, plus some old riding toys of S's daughter. So now my patio is completely cleared out and looks awesome! It is totally ready for me to buy a cute little French bistro set or some such thing. Actually, I'd love some kind of glider chair/bench, something like that. One of these days when I have time to think about it or go shopping, I will.
To thank Stefano for helping me I took him to breakfast. Then I went home to relax before patrol. I was going to head out there by 1400 hrs. but I couldn't get my act together in time so I was there by 1500. Actually I was spending time gathering a bunch of S's clothes and photographing them to post on Craigslist. And actually, I gave Stefano about 4 or 5 shirts that I had never seen S even wear, as they were very nice and dressy and would totally work for stage wear!
Patrol was lame and uneventful but I worked w/my friend the FTO. I told him if he didn't show me a good time I was outta there by 8 or 9p! I actually stayed 'til 9:30 then went home to change and over to Stefano's, where I enjoyed some coconut rum.
The next morning we both slept in really late. We lounged around and read the paper--Stefano gets the Sunday NY Times. I went home after awhile to relax and try to get some reading done. I am almost done w/2 of the library books I picked up 2 Fridays ago so I had to request 2 more to be delivered this week as I am planning on doing LOTS of reading in Vegas this weekend! Then it was time to get ready to go see the Two Star Symphony at Discovery Green. We packed my flask, cigars, and my folding chairs. The weather was so beautiful, the music was just ok. Stefano had never been to Disc. Green so I was glad to be able to take him. He also bought me a Gelato... yum!
Then we got to my gig at Rudz. I was soooo craving french fries and planned to order some when we got there! French fries used to be my crack cocaine. I used to eat them every other day. I once gave them up for Lent which was incredibly difficult. But now that I'm interested in Slimagineering and staying thin I am off the fries and rarely eat them. In fact, we were given free drinks and free food at the gig but the bartender talked me into getting the tater tots, which I did! The gig was a benefit for the MS150, and we raised $600! I was proud to help. Li'l bro even came out, though he really has no excuse for not attending my gigs at Rudz since he lives literally across the street and one street over.
At one point Leo and Stefano disappeared. I asked if anyone had seen them and George confirmed that Leo had gone outside to have a "fag". I said I hoped Stefano wasn't out there indulging too. Actually I had just asked Stefano that morning how he'd been doing with the no-smoking thing since he'd quit on St. Patrick's Day. I asked him if he'd had any setbacks, and he said once or twice. But I didn't judge or condemn him, or even have anything to say about that. I had told him when he first quit that he would probably suffer some setbacks. Big deal, it happens! I was just proud of him for even attempting to quit!
Me and li'l bro got us some barbeque plates and were eating when Leo came back inside. I asked him if Stefano'd been w/him and Leo confirmed yes, that they'd been out smoking and Leo had let him bum a cig. Then he said for me not to be hard on Stefano about it and I said I wasn't--it was Stefano's life and health, not mine! After awhile Stefano came back in and I asked him if he'd been out w/Leo. Stefano said yes, he'd been out there while Leo had smoked. I said, "And you, did you have a cigarette?" And Stefano shook his head and said no. I said "Really?" and Stefano paused before fessing up. I was pretty upset. I tried not to be, but Stefano knows my honesty policy and that lying is my #1 DealBreaker. I didn't get upset, I just said that Leo had told me, and I said very calmly, "Don't ever lie to me again." Stefano said he wouldn't.
So then we played our gig and we played really well. We played 2 sets. During the break I sat w/my legs on Stefano's lap and acted like everything was fine. Which it was, but I was still bothered by the lie. But I was also drinking a bunch of free drinks so I managed to get over it for the time being. After the gig Stefano had loaded my amp into his car and was moving his car while The Leo Trio decided we needed to do a shot of Crown together. I told Leo that I loved him and he told me he loved me too, and he told me to kiss him so I did, a moist peck on the lips. When Stefano came back I was ready to split and go home, so we did.
On the drive home I brought up the cigarette lie b/c I just wanted there to be no misunderstanding about how incredibly serious I am about lying. I reminded Stefano of my honesty policy and he admitted that I had definitely made that clear in the beginning of our relationship. I said I was not going to have any more lying in my life. Period. And that if he lied to me again then we'd be over. I wasn't pissed, I wasn't angry, I was just stating these things as matter of fact. There is no reason for me to be emotional about this. It's just how it is and I'll spend the rest of my life alone before I'll be with anyone who lies to me about ANYTHING.
I wanted some cookies so we swung by the grocery store before heading home. Stefano bought my cookies for me. At my house he unloaded my amp and then said he wasn't sure he should stay the night after all. He said he was ashamed of what he'd done. I said that I felt bad about having to discuss this b/c lying about smoking seems like such a small, silly thing. But small lies easily snowball into big lies, and that's what bothers me about lying. Stefano said he didn't know why he lied, esp. when you consider that I had already expected and accepted that he'd have setbacks with the non-smoking. He said he felt like he had let me down, and he had lied in the 1st place b/c he didn't want me to be disappointed in him. I hugged him, then realized he was crying! He said he doesn't want to blow it w/me, and felt like he had. I said that now I felt bad, b/c he does 99 things right and for him to do 1 thing wrong, I didn't want him to feel like I was condemning him! I started crying too b/c it hurt me to see someone as wonderful as he is crying!
I told him that I still wanted him to stay the night w/me, and just to understand what my dealbreakers are and to not forget. I told him that I'm not perfect either and that someday I'm going to fuck up w/him too, and that I'll hope he will be able to forgive me when that time comes. So we dried our tears and he stayed the night and everything was good again. I said I wanted to move past this immediately. He's going to come stay w/me on Thursday night which is the night before I leave for Vegas. And I texted him this morning, asking how "Mr. Wonderful" was doing.
I can't believe I haven't gained much weight these past few days, when I feel like I've been doing all this extra eating. Going for a run tonight for sure! I've got a ton of podcasts to catch up on and running is the best time to do so.
So Friday night was awesome, as I arrived home from Job #2 to get changed and then get to Stefano's house. As I walked in I saw a dozen red roses sitting on my coffee table, along with a card. Mr. Wonderful Sweet Stefano had snuck in and left them!!! Awwwwww.....!!! Jesus H. Tapdancing Christ, he is the best. So then I got to his place and he had Reisling, veggies/hummus, and had heated up some spanikopita. Delicious! We watched some of Monterey Pop and then I got my bubble bath. But b/c I'm also a giving person, I gave him a massage, as he loves them.
Saturday we couldn't sleep in too late b/c I had to get that recliner out of my house along with some other crap for heavy trash pickup. So we scooted over to my place and dragged it all out there, including the old shower doors that J. had taken off, as they'd been sitting in my patio all this time, plus some old riding toys of S's daughter. So now my patio is completely cleared out and looks awesome! It is totally ready for me to buy a cute little French bistro set or some such thing. Actually, I'd love some kind of glider chair/bench, something like that. One of these days when I have time to think about it or go shopping, I will.
To thank Stefano for helping me I took him to breakfast. Then I went home to relax before patrol. I was going to head out there by 1400 hrs. but I couldn't get my act together in time so I was there by 1500. Actually I was spending time gathering a bunch of S's clothes and photographing them to post on Craigslist. And actually, I gave Stefano about 4 or 5 shirts that I had never seen S even wear, as they were very nice and dressy and would totally work for stage wear!
Patrol was lame and uneventful but I worked w/my friend the FTO. I told him if he didn't show me a good time I was outta there by 8 or 9p! I actually stayed 'til 9:30 then went home to change and over to Stefano's, where I enjoyed some coconut rum.
The next morning we both slept in really late. We lounged around and read the paper--Stefano gets the Sunday NY Times. I went home after awhile to relax and try to get some reading done. I am almost done w/2 of the library books I picked up 2 Fridays ago so I had to request 2 more to be delivered this week as I am planning on doing LOTS of reading in Vegas this weekend! Then it was time to get ready to go see the Two Star Symphony at Discovery Green. We packed my flask, cigars, and my folding chairs. The weather was so beautiful, the music was just ok. Stefano had never been to Disc. Green so I was glad to be able to take him. He also bought me a Gelato... yum!
Then we got to my gig at Rudz. I was soooo craving french fries and planned to order some when we got there! French fries used to be my crack cocaine. I used to eat them every other day. I once gave them up for Lent which was incredibly difficult. But now that I'm interested in Slimagineering and staying thin I am off the fries and rarely eat them. In fact, we were given free drinks and free food at the gig but the bartender talked me into getting the tater tots, which I did! The gig was a benefit for the MS150, and we raised $600! I was proud to help. Li'l bro even came out, though he really has no excuse for not attending my gigs at Rudz since he lives literally across the street and one street over.
At one point Leo and Stefano disappeared. I asked if anyone had seen them and George confirmed that Leo had gone outside to have a "fag". I said I hoped Stefano wasn't out there indulging too. Actually I had just asked Stefano that morning how he'd been doing with the no-smoking thing since he'd quit on St. Patrick's Day. I asked him if he'd had any setbacks, and he said once or twice. But I didn't judge or condemn him, or even have anything to say about that. I had told him when he first quit that he would probably suffer some setbacks. Big deal, it happens! I was just proud of him for even attempting to quit!
Me and li'l bro got us some barbeque plates and were eating when Leo came back inside. I asked him if Stefano'd been w/him and Leo confirmed yes, that they'd been out smoking and Leo had let him bum a cig. Then he said for me not to be hard on Stefano about it and I said I wasn't--it was Stefano's life and health, not mine! After awhile Stefano came back in and I asked him if he'd been out w/Leo. Stefano said yes, he'd been out there while Leo had smoked. I said, "And you, did you have a cigarette?" And Stefano shook his head and said no. I said "Really?" and Stefano paused before fessing up. I was pretty upset. I tried not to be, but Stefano knows my honesty policy and that lying is my #1 DealBreaker. I didn't get upset, I just said that Leo had told me, and I said very calmly, "Don't ever lie to me again." Stefano said he wouldn't.
So then we played our gig and we played really well. We played 2 sets. During the break I sat w/my legs on Stefano's lap and acted like everything was fine. Which it was, but I was still bothered by the lie. But I was also drinking a bunch of free drinks so I managed to get over it for the time being. After the gig Stefano had loaded my amp into his car and was moving his car while The Leo Trio decided we needed to do a shot of Crown together. I told Leo that I loved him and he told me he loved me too, and he told me to kiss him so I did, a moist peck on the lips. When Stefano came back I was ready to split and go home, so we did.
On the drive home I brought up the cigarette lie b/c I just wanted there to be no misunderstanding about how incredibly serious I am about lying. I reminded Stefano of my honesty policy and he admitted that I had definitely made that clear in the beginning of our relationship. I said I was not going to have any more lying in my life. Period. And that if he lied to me again then we'd be over. I wasn't pissed, I wasn't angry, I was just stating these things as matter of fact. There is no reason for me to be emotional about this. It's just how it is and I'll spend the rest of my life alone before I'll be with anyone who lies to me about ANYTHING.
I wanted some cookies so we swung by the grocery store before heading home. Stefano bought my cookies for me. At my house he unloaded my amp and then said he wasn't sure he should stay the night after all. He said he was ashamed of what he'd done. I said that I felt bad about having to discuss this b/c lying about smoking seems like such a small, silly thing. But small lies easily snowball into big lies, and that's what bothers me about lying. Stefano said he didn't know why he lied, esp. when you consider that I had already expected and accepted that he'd have setbacks with the non-smoking. He said he felt like he had let me down, and he had lied in the 1st place b/c he didn't want me to be disappointed in him. I hugged him, then realized he was crying! He said he doesn't want to blow it w/me, and felt like he had. I said that now I felt bad, b/c he does 99 things right and for him to do 1 thing wrong, I didn't want him to feel like I was condemning him! I started crying too b/c it hurt me to see someone as wonderful as he is crying!
I told him that I still wanted him to stay the night w/me, and just to understand what my dealbreakers are and to not forget. I told him that I'm not perfect either and that someday I'm going to fuck up w/him too, and that I'll hope he will be able to forgive me when that time comes. So we dried our tears and he stayed the night and everything was good again. I said I wanted to move past this immediately. He's going to come stay w/me on Thursday night which is the night before I leave for Vegas. And I texted him this morning, asking how "Mr. Wonderful" was doing.
I can't believe I haven't gained much weight these past few days, when I feel like I've been doing all this extra eating. Going for a run tonight for sure! I've got a ton of podcasts to catch up on and running is the best time to do so.
Friday, April 09, 2010
Oh Friday, How I Love Thee
I made it. It was a bumpy ride this week, but I finally made it to Friday. Tonight Mr. Wonderful Stefano is going to totally pamper me. He informed me that earlier today he went and bought Riesling, coconut rum, hummus, veggies, and tonight he'll give me a bubble bath and a massage. He is The. BEST!!!!!!!!!!!
Last night's gig went well. I showed up in a pissed off, nasty ass, dark fucked-up mood however. That's b/c the meeting yesterday morning w/my Atty. and S--who brought his lying fat-ass bleached blonde MOMMY with him, just like I KNEW he would--did not go well. Fortunately I did not have to see them, as my atty. stashed them in the conference room and went back and forth between rooms trying to negotiate. S and his mother said some incredible, fantastic, amazing lies about me. Truly I could not believe it, after what S and I went through w/the whore and her contingency doing that to us for 2 years. It was like a blow to hear S now applying those same, low-blow, gangster tactics. I feel such shock and anger. I am amazed and appalled. The last thing he told my atty. was that he was going to level some vague adultery charges against me!!! I honestly have nothing to say to that b/c that is the absolute HEIGHT of ridiculousness, and I told my atty. that S is welcome to go home and try to make up whatever he wants to try and make up. It's akin to accusing me of, I don't know, being a Martian, or stockpiling dead bodies in my house or something. Go ahead, prove it, be my guest. Have fun! (And yes, my atty. confirms that anything [or anyone--ha!] I did after S and I were legally separated is NOT adultery.)
But it's amazing how fucking stupid S and his shithole mom are as well. Another good lie from them came when I told my atty. that S needs to pay back 1/2 the loan my mom gave us to pay our taxes back in '09. When he came back from speaking with them he said that S and his mom are now claiming that S's mom lent "us" the money to buy a Nissan, the one that S crashed in summer 2005 b/c he's a fucking idiot and was attempting to take a left turn across 6 lanes of busy traffic. My atty. asked me did we own a Nissan. Yes I said--however, that Nissan was S's car when I met him. In other words, a PRE-MARITAL ASSET that has NOTHING to do with NOTHING. Ridiculous! Retarded! STUPID!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am almost laughing out loud at this if it weren't so pathetic and such a waste of everyone's time.
So we finished this bullshit waste of time after 2 hours and S and his mom said they had to go and that S would be hiring his own lawyer--as if that's supposed to scare me or something. Quite the contrary! It would be a good thing for several reasons. My atty. says that it will make his job easier b/c now he will be able to communicate w/S's lawyer, someone w/some brain cells as opposed to his trying to communicate w/S. Also my atty. said if S gets an atty. then the atty. will try and talk some sense into his client into settling w/me. And my position is that I will be glad for S to hire an atty. and feel my pain of writing checks for legal fees! Welcome to my world, asshole!!! (I should say, his MOMMY would be writing checks for legal fees, since S is still not working and she's having to pay his child support and house and feed him and his daughter on top of everything else.)
I guess a couple of good things came from the meeting though--I discovered S's kryptonite. He very badly wants some things from me, namely: he REALLY wants me to revert back to my maiden name. He also wants his daughter's remaining possessions that are in my house (which actually are not that much, just a couple of items of clothes and some toys/books, etc.). And he wants the 2 boxes of custody battle documents/evidence. He wants the titles to our 2 cars, the Ford and the 3000GT. Finally he wants his law enforcement materials, such as his books, notebooks, etc. I told my atty. he can have everything he wants. AFTER I get what I need, which is the $ he owes me for the custody battle debt and for him to sign a quit claim deed for MY house.
When I left the meeting I was livid and homicidal. I immediately called S's baby mama and told her that S refused to cooperate w/me and that she can have all the photos I have of their daughter. S no longer deserves for me to be benevolent and give them to him when this is all over. He was wrong to fuck with me. I also called our trash porters and found out that I can put heavy trash out with regular trash on any day except Mondays. So I will be dragging S's father's recliner out there once and for all and getting it out of MY house. Then this morning I began throwing away the rest of S's papers, belongings, etc. that I was being nice enough to hold onto for him. FUCK THAT. Finally I will be either selling or donating the nicer of S's clothes and shoes. They will either bring me some $ or a huge fat tax deduction. He no longer gets to have them back after pulling that bullshit he and his mommy tried to pull yesterday. OH, IT'S ON NOW.
I tried to not be in a black mood last night but I couldn't help it, and figured I deserved one night to be pissed off and feel whatever I need to feel for now. The gig really was fun though, and they had a free soul food buffet laid out and also I got to drink for free. I had 2 Long Island Teas and I was in such a funk that I ate 2 plates of the soul food and chowed down on a bunch of popcorn as well. I was just in one of those moods, man. Li'l bro came to the gig and cheered me up though, and Leo and George cheered me up too. The crowd loved us and we played well. Fortunately it was a short gig and I was home before 10pm. I was kinda tipsy and I passed out on the couch and couldn't get into work today 'til 10am. For lunch today me and my coworkers went to the taco place next to the Continental Club, and I grubbed seriously on black bean chicken nachos w/guacamole.
Tomorrow morning the deadly Sgt. S is holding Krav Maga class but I simply do not have the energy to go and do that, esp. after just getting over being sick. I have to go patrol tomorrow afternoon anyway. Sunday promises to be a glorious fun day though, as Stefano and I have plans to go see a matinee of the new movie The Runaways, then go to Discovery Green park to see a band, and then I myself have a gig from 5-7p, which'll be fun.
Last night's gig went well. I showed up in a pissed off, nasty ass, dark fucked-up mood however. That's b/c the meeting yesterday morning w/my Atty. and S--who brought his lying fat-ass bleached blonde MOMMY with him, just like I KNEW he would--did not go well. Fortunately I did not have to see them, as my atty. stashed them in the conference room and went back and forth between rooms trying to negotiate. S and his mother said some incredible, fantastic, amazing lies about me. Truly I could not believe it, after what S and I went through w/the whore and her contingency doing that to us for 2 years. It was like a blow to hear S now applying those same, low-blow, gangster tactics. I feel such shock and anger. I am amazed and appalled. The last thing he told my atty. was that he was going to level some vague adultery charges against me!!! I honestly have nothing to say to that b/c that is the absolute HEIGHT of ridiculousness, and I told my atty. that S is welcome to go home and try to make up whatever he wants to try and make up. It's akin to accusing me of, I don't know, being a Martian, or stockpiling dead bodies in my house or something. Go ahead, prove it, be my guest. Have fun! (And yes, my atty. confirms that anything [or anyone--ha!] I did after S and I were legally separated is NOT adultery.)
But it's amazing how fucking stupid S and his shithole mom are as well. Another good lie from them came when I told my atty. that S needs to pay back 1/2 the loan my mom gave us to pay our taxes back in '09. When he came back from speaking with them he said that S and his mom are now claiming that S's mom lent "us" the money to buy a Nissan, the one that S crashed in summer 2005 b/c he's a fucking idiot and was attempting to take a left turn across 6 lanes of busy traffic. My atty. asked me did we own a Nissan. Yes I said--however, that Nissan was S's car when I met him. In other words, a PRE-MARITAL ASSET that has NOTHING to do with NOTHING. Ridiculous! Retarded! STUPID!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am almost laughing out loud at this if it weren't so pathetic and such a waste of everyone's time.
So we finished this bullshit waste of time after 2 hours and S and his mom said they had to go and that S would be hiring his own lawyer--as if that's supposed to scare me or something. Quite the contrary! It would be a good thing for several reasons. My atty. says that it will make his job easier b/c now he will be able to communicate w/S's lawyer, someone w/some brain cells as opposed to his trying to communicate w/S. Also my atty. said if S gets an atty. then the atty. will try and talk some sense into his client into settling w/me. And my position is that I will be glad for S to hire an atty. and feel my pain of writing checks for legal fees! Welcome to my world, asshole!!! (I should say, his MOMMY would be writing checks for legal fees, since S is still not working and she's having to pay his child support and house and feed him and his daughter on top of everything else.)
I guess a couple of good things came from the meeting though--I discovered S's kryptonite. He very badly wants some things from me, namely: he REALLY wants me to revert back to my maiden name. He also wants his daughter's remaining possessions that are in my house (which actually are not that much, just a couple of items of clothes and some toys/books, etc.). And he wants the 2 boxes of custody battle documents/evidence. He wants the titles to our 2 cars, the Ford and the 3000GT. Finally he wants his law enforcement materials, such as his books, notebooks, etc. I told my atty. he can have everything he wants. AFTER I get what I need, which is the $ he owes me for the custody battle debt and for him to sign a quit claim deed for MY house.
When I left the meeting I was livid and homicidal. I immediately called S's baby mama and told her that S refused to cooperate w/me and that she can have all the photos I have of their daughter. S no longer deserves for me to be benevolent and give them to him when this is all over. He was wrong to fuck with me. I also called our trash porters and found out that I can put heavy trash out with regular trash on any day except Mondays. So I will be dragging S's father's recliner out there once and for all and getting it out of MY house. Then this morning I began throwing away the rest of S's papers, belongings, etc. that I was being nice enough to hold onto for him. FUCK THAT. Finally I will be either selling or donating the nicer of S's clothes and shoes. They will either bring me some $ or a huge fat tax deduction. He no longer gets to have them back after pulling that bullshit he and his mommy tried to pull yesterday. OH, IT'S ON NOW.
I tried to not be in a black mood last night but I couldn't help it, and figured I deserved one night to be pissed off and feel whatever I need to feel for now. The gig really was fun though, and they had a free soul food buffet laid out and also I got to drink for free. I had 2 Long Island Teas and I was in such a funk that I ate 2 plates of the soul food and chowed down on a bunch of popcorn as well. I was just in one of those moods, man. Li'l bro came to the gig and cheered me up though, and Leo and George cheered me up too. The crowd loved us and we played well. Fortunately it was a short gig and I was home before 10pm. I was kinda tipsy and I passed out on the couch and couldn't get into work today 'til 10am. For lunch today me and my coworkers went to the taco place next to the Continental Club, and I grubbed seriously on black bean chicken nachos w/guacamole.
Tomorrow morning the deadly Sgt. S is holding Krav Maga class but I simply do not have the energy to go and do that, esp. after just getting over being sick. I have to go patrol tomorrow afternoon anyway. Sunday promises to be a glorious fun day though, as Stefano and I have plans to go see a matinee of the new movie The Runaways, then go to Discovery Green park to see a band, and then I myself have a gig from 5-7p, which'll be fun.
Wednesday, April 07, 2010
Back To Work Today Except
...I just do not have it in me to rehearse this week. Leo actually texted me yesterday asking if we could rehearse last night and I was like, no dude, I am not well, I need to get better! Last night after Job #2 I went to buy a delectable piece of chocolate cake, took it to Stefano's, and then Stefano came back home w/me to spend the night. We fell asleep pretty early and Leo texted me again and woke me up, asking me how I was doing. Then today he texted me asking about rehearsal tonight and I was like, I can't man, I have to work late tonight! I don't mean to be difficult but I have GOT TO FUCKING GET WELL. Leo sent a text saying "Ok, crap for us but good for you" and I got mad and texted back that I didn't need his attitude and if he needed to fire me then so be it. He texted back the last thing he's doing is giving me attitude and if I'm burned out then just say so, he understands. I texted that I can get back to rehearsal next week. Not this week. He said that was fine and sent a smiley face. Oh God.
Everyone says how much Leo loves me. This chick at the CD release party who came w/LDB told me that Leo was telling everyone how happy he was when I joined the band. Yesterday my drinking buddy/guitarist told me that Leo loves me and if I feel like I'm sometimes walking a tightrope w/him sometimes, it's Leo's British thing and that's how he's trying to make me feel, but seriously Leo loves me like family and loves our chemistry. Ok well, I've already had one dream a few weeks ago that Leo fired me. I don't know. I just know that right now in my life I have got to get my health 100% back, get through this IRS bill, and get through my meeting tomorrow w/my attorney and S.
Everyone says how much Leo loves me. This chick at the CD release party who came w/LDB told me that Leo was telling everyone how happy he was when I joined the band. Yesterday my drinking buddy/guitarist told me that Leo loves me and if I feel like I'm sometimes walking a tightrope w/him sometimes, it's Leo's British thing and that's how he's trying to make me feel, but seriously Leo loves me like family and loves our chemistry. Ok well, I've already had one dream a few weeks ago that Leo fired me. I don't know. I just know that right now in my life I have got to get my health 100% back, get through this IRS bill, and get through my meeting tomorrow w/my attorney and S.
Tuesday, April 06, 2010
Was I Bad?
Left Job #1 early yesterday, hurting and miserable. Came to Job #2 yesterday evening for only 1 hour, that's all I could stand. I was hurting so bad--my muscle aches were around a 7.5 on the 1-10 pain scale. Went home, lay on the couch, and STAYED THERE all night, 'til this a.m. Today my pain is around a 4, so that's definitely improvement. I called into Job #1 obviously, just to make sure I could have another day of recovery and I am glad to do so, seeing as how I have over 6 weeks paid sick leave stored up at Job #1.
But then I was checking Facebook and this guitar player I know said he had a bunch of booze and nowhere to go, so would I like to get drunk w/him today? Would I! Although I knew instinctively I shouldn't be drinking too much I invited him over. He brought a bunch of Sangria and we commenced w/drinking. He totally hit on me several times but I remained loyal to my wonderful beloved Stefano--however I did let guitar player kiss my neck a few times. I can't help it, I LOVE having my neck kissed/sucked!!! I also danced w/him and let him put my new stereo system in the cabinet. But while he kept trying to get me to kiss him I refused. I said I wanted us to be pals, friends, buddies, and he agreed that's what he wanted too. I said I wanted to go out to lunch w/him, so we'll see if that transpires or not. I hope so, I need some more good pals in my life.
I should be feeling ready to go back to work tomorrow. I finished reading 1 book today and now can start on another. Hell's bells, I love to fucking read. I'm just glad I'm feeling better finally. I hate to feel like I'm not on top of my game.
But then I was checking Facebook and this guitar player I know said he had a bunch of booze and nowhere to go, so would I like to get drunk w/him today? Would I! Although I knew instinctively I shouldn't be drinking too much I invited him over. He brought a bunch of Sangria and we commenced w/drinking. He totally hit on me several times but I remained loyal to my wonderful beloved Stefano--however I did let guitar player kiss my neck a few times. I can't help it, I LOVE having my neck kissed/sucked!!! I also danced w/him and let him put my new stereo system in the cabinet. But while he kept trying to get me to kiss him I refused. I said I wanted us to be pals, friends, buddies, and he agreed that's what he wanted too. I said I wanted to go out to lunch w/him, so we'll see if that transpires or not. I hope so, I need some more good pals in my life.
I should be feeling ready to go back to work tomorrow. I finished reading 1 book today and now can start on another. Hell's bells, I love to fucking read. I'm just glad I'm feeling better finally. I hate to feel like I'm not on top of my game.
Monday, April 05, 2010
...And I Even Drank Chocolate Beer!
So it was another great, stellar, wonderful legendary weekend although I woke up on Saturday a.m. with really bad muscle aches and just pain all over. I wasn't sure what to make of that but Stefano and I went for a run anyway. We needed it. We ran about 2 mi. R/T, running down to this coffee shop he and an old high school friend of mine had told me about. We stopped inside to cool off and have a drink (iced herbal mint tea for me, iced coffee for him) and then we poked around some of the shopping strip. We WALKED back home which I was grateful for, since I was pretty out of shape, not having run in over a week at least.
I had also gotten sick on Fri. night, after rehearsal and heading to Stefano's where he had a lovely tuna steak/nicoise salad waiting for me, plus Riesling. But something in the food didn't settle well w/me and I soon got rid of it, if you know what I mean. I was glad to end the meal w/a beautiful fruit tart from La Mad., which I'd picked up that afternoon after meeting DA for a nice pizza lunch. But I got a great night's sleep that night, though woke up with that sore body.
Today I am still sore and it hurts to walk down stairs. My mom seems to think my adrenal glands are back to working now that I'm done w/the steroid, and having to rebuild up all my cortisol. She says my li'l bro always had a bad time coming off steroids too. I hope that's what this is b/c it's very strange and a little upsetting. I have been sore all weekend long and couldn't even go on patrol yesterday. I am actually very strongly considering leaving Job #1 early today so I can go home and lie down, even though that's all I did yesterday mostly. Obviously I need more.
So anyway, after the run on Sat. Stefano and I showered and went for an absolutely wonderful dumpling lunch! Man, was that shit gooooooood... lamb dumplings, rice, and shrimp w/edamame. I ate so much I couldn't believe it and actually felt bloated and stuffed afterwards. Then Stefano took me to the Asian grocery and bought me some frozen dumplings. What a sweetheart! Finally home to rest and get ready for the big CD Release that night. But I was having a hard time moving and almost had to call Stefano to come get me dressed. I managed to muster up the strength somehow and put on a short yellow dress and cowboy boots and even managed to somehow do my hair. The ibuprofin wasn't working well though.
Stefano and I got to the gig for soundcheck about 20 min. late but I found it hard to believe everything would be on schedule anyway and I was right, of course. We ended up sitting around and just hanging out and my mom and stepdad showed up soon afterwards so we just sat w/them, I played w/my iPod, and we started drinking. Finally we did a short soundcheck and I was aggravated b/c Leo and George always play everything SO FUCKING FAST. I have told them time and time again that from my years of playing classical music and with all kinds of symphony orchestras, I learned a long time ago that the AUDIENCE does not hear/perceive the music as fast as you THINK you do!!! I am constantly having to reign those guys in and trying to force them to play it suave, not so fucking rushed like they play it! Shit, why am I surprised. They're men--it's just like sex.
Anyway, the place filled up w/folks, which was so nice to see! I had about 16 people there just for me (yes I counted--we were playing a numbers/money game to fill the hall, sell CD's/Tshirts, and hopefully even make some $ for us at the end of the night). We played first and it was really hard to hear onstage but I never want to allow that to be an excuse--I think that's the height of unprofessionalism, to make excuses when it comes to your art. We had fun though and then we made way for my friend Q's band The Haymakers, who were also having a CD release.
We played another set after they did and then I was soooo ready to get out of there. I was sore, tired, hungry again (I couldn't believe it), and was kind of over people grabbing at me and stuff. It was kinda like your wedding, where everyone wants a piece of you. So Stefano my wonderful roadie and savior took my bass outside, got the car, and whisked me away. Funnily, I only wanted some fried mozzarella sticks to eat, and maybe some hot chocolate since Lent would be over in a matter of minutes, so that's what we did, go to the Greek restaurant and I got my fried cheese, hot chocolate, and he had soup. Then home to his house to CRASH.
Yesterday morning I slept waaaaaay late and I knew there was no way in hell I'd be able to go on patrol. All I wanted to do was lounge around and read--I'd picked up 5 books at the library on Fri. eve. and I desperately wanted some reading time. So Stefano and I went to the grocery store, got fixin's for dinner, went back to his place and he cooked (grilled steak, lamb, red potatoes, grilled asparagus), we ate, we drank a little, enjoyed this fabulous chocolate stout ale, had chocolate for dessert, and he watched tv while I lay on the couch next to him and read over 100 pages of my book. BLISS. HEAVEN. And we went to bed pretty early, 10:30pm ish, and it was just what I needed. And frankly, HE is just what I need too, all the time!
I had also gotten sick on Fri. night, after rehearsal and heading to Stefano's where he had a lovely tuna steak/nicoise salad waiting for me, plus Riesling. But something in the food didn't settle well w/me and I soon got rid of it, if you know what I mean. I was glad to end the meal w/a beautiful fruit tart from La Mad., which I'd picked up that afternoon after meeting DA for a nice pizza lunch. But I got a great night's sleep that night, though woke up with that sore body.
Today I am still sore and it hurts to walk down stairs. My mom seems to think my adrenal glands are back to working now that I'm done w/the steroid, and having to rebuild up all my cortisol. She says my li'l bro always had a bad time coming off steroids too. I hope that's what this is b/c it's very strange and a little upsetting. I have been sore all weekend long and couldn't even go on patrol yesterday. I am actually very strongly considering leaving Job #1 early today so I can go home and lie down, even though that's all I did yesterday mostly. Obviously I need more.
So anyway, after the run on Sat. Stefano and I showered and went for an absolutely wonderful dumpling lunch! Man, was that shit gooooooood... lamb dumplings, rice, and shrimp w/edamame. I ate so much I couldn't believe it and actually felt bloated and stuffed afterwards. Then Stefano took me to the Asian grocery and bought me some frozen dumplings. What a sweetheart! Finally home to rest and get ready for the big CD Release that night. But I was having a hard time moving and almost had to call Stefano to come get me dressed. I managed to muster up the strength somehow and put on a short yellow dress and cowboy boots and even managed to somehow do my hair. The ibuprofin wasn't working well though.
Stefano and I got to the gig for soundcheck about 20 min. late but I found it hard to believe everything would be on schedule anyway and I was right, of course. We ended up sitting around and just hanging out and my mom and stepdad showed up soon afterwards so we just sat w/them, I played w/my iPod, and we started drinking. Finally we did a short soundcheck and I was aggravated b/c Leo and George always play everything SO FUCKING FAST. I have told them time and time again that from my years of playing classical music and with all kinds of symphony orchestras, I learned a long time ago that the AUDIENCE does not hear/perceive the music as fast as you THINK you do!!! I am constantly having to reign those guys in and trying to force them to play it suave, not so fucking rushed like they play it! Shit, why am I surprised. They're men--it's just like sex.
Anyway, the place filled up w/folks, which was so nice to see! I had about 16 people there just for me (yes I counted--we were playing a numbers/money game to fill the hall, sell CD's/Tshirts, and hopefully even make some $ for us at the end of the night). We played first and it was really hard to hear onstage but I never want to allow that to be an excuse--I think that's the height of unprofessionalism, to make excuses when it comes to your art. We had fun though and then we made way for my friend Q's band The Haymakers, who were also having a CD release.
We played another set after they did and then I was soooo ready to get out of there. I was sore, tired, hungry again (I couldn't believe it), and was kind of over people grabbing at me and stuff. It was kinda like your wedding, where everyone wants a piece of you. So Stefano my wonderful roadie and savior took my bass outside, got the car, and whisked me away. Funnily, I only wanted some fried mozzarella sticks to eat, and maybe some hot chocolate since Lent would be over in a matter of minutes, so that's what we did, go to the Greek restaurant and I got my fried cheese, hot chocolate, and he had soup. Then home to his house to CRASH.
Yesterday morning I slept waaaaaay late and I knew there was no way in hell I'd be able to go on patrol. All I wanted to do was lounge around and read--I'd picked up 5 books at the library on Fri. eve. and I desperately wanted some reading time. So Stefano and I went to the grocery store, got fixin's for dinner, went back to his place and he cooked (grilled steak, lamb, red potatoes, grilled asparagus), we ate, we drank a little, enjoyed this fabulous chocolate stout ale, had chocolate for dessert, and he watched tv while I lay on the couch next to him and read over 100 pages of my book. BLISS. HEAVEN. And we went to bed pretty early, 10:30pm ish, and it was just what I needed. And frankly, HE is just what I need too, all the time!
Thursday, April 01, 2010
Feeling Better?
Possibly. It's getting to be warmer and sunny outside--thank God!!! That does so much for my quality of life!!! We had rehearsal last night but I was still kinda drugged up from the 2 Benadryl I absolutely had to take finally later on. We definitely need to rehearse again on Fri evening. Job #2 is closed for Good Friday so we'll be rehearsing a little earlier than normal so that I can get to Stefano's toot suite where he has promised to pamper me all night.
I am making it a goal to get up more at Job #1, walk around outside more, get moving more. I haven't had time to run in a couple weeks and can't wait to get back into it. I am going to SLEEP LATE on Saturday but then may go for a run that afternoon before having to get ready and then get to the gig for soundcheck. Today I walked to the Commons and got a bunch of Chinese food; ate 1/2 sitting outside in the sun (Vitamin D!) and brought the rest back to my office to have later.
Tonight after Job #2 I'll swing by the library to pick up some books both to read now and in prep. for the upcoming Vegas trip.... ahhhh, reading, lounging around, relaxing... ahhhh... then Stefano has promised to be waiting at my house in bed for me. Those lilies he got me last week make my house smell so wonderfully fragrant! I may have to make that another habit, keeping lilies around the house. I am going to lay off the Benadryl tonight (if possible) so that I can finally enjoy some of the vanilla rum I bought on Monday which hasn't even been opened yet! Tomorrow is work from home day and DA and I made a 1pm date at the pizza place. Yum!!!
I am making it a goal to get up more at Job #1, walk around outside more, get moving more. I haven't had time to run in a couple weeks and can't wait to get back into it. I am going to SLEEP LATE on Saturday but then may go for a run that afternoon before having to get ready and then get to the gig for soundcheck. Today I walked to the Commons and got a bunch of Chinese food; ate 1/2 sitting outside in the sun (Vitamin D!) and brought the rest back to my office to have later.
Tonight after Job #2 I'll swing by the library to pick up some books both to read now and in prep. for the upcoming Vegas trip.... ahhhh, reading, lounging around, relaxing... ahhhh... then Stefano has promised to be waiting at my house in bed for me. Those lilies he got me last week make my house smell so wonderfully fragrant! I may have to make that another habit, keeping lilies around the house. I am going to lay off the Benadryl tonight (if possible) so that I can finally enjoy some of the vanilla rum I bought on Monday which hasn't even been opened yet! Tomorrow is work from home day and DA and I made a 1pm date at the pizza place. Yum!!!
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