The last several days have been hectic. On Thursday, my buddy Joshua, my former boss, started working out with me for the first time. He had recently moved to our town after breaking up with his boyfriend of 6 years. Joshua was the first person I told about my break-up.
We had planned to go to dinner at Diego's restaurant/bar around 8:30pm but didn't arrive til 9:30pm. Diego had left thinking that we had flaked. We were given the best booth in the house, one that overlooks everyone so we can people-watch. A couple of guys were checking us out and we sort of felt like we were on stage -- I was feeling uncomfortable, yet it was interesting at the same time. I typically find myself the center of attention, and though I appreciate it on one hand, I'm always uncomfortable about it.
We then headed out to another club which was having a Latino night. There wasn't anything we were interested in there so we left after only one drink. Joshua wasn't feeling too well so he planned on heading home. I coerced him into walking into my club to get me settled in, then he could leave. We ran into Diego, Al & Gavin, a waiter at the Lion's Den. Joshua ended up staying because he was chatting it up with Gavin. He had crush on after Gavin after being served by him a few weeks earlier. After an hour and half, they left together with minimal fanfare. Joshua called me later that night, right after Gavin left his place, to thank me. This was uncharacteristic of Joshua, who is very conservative in the romantic department, like me.
I got another call that night; this time from Alex. I had to step outside the club because of the reception. Something about his Ex, that it was complicated, blah, blah, blah. I asked if it affected our date on Saturday night & he said it was still on, that I had him all night starting from 6pm. I was excited, but cautious. I went back into the club & hung out with Diego and Al. Mark, a good friend of Diego, and who also works at the Lion's Den with Gavin, arrived. We took the party to a leather bar a block away. I had never been there before, but did know one of the bartenders, Calvin, who I knew a long time ago from my hometown. My drinks were comped, of course. Interestingly enough, Calvin was a porn star, but when I knew him he was a skinny, awkward guy.
Mark was going to his apartment, which was only a few buildings away, so he could pee. I asked if I could come because I hate those leather bar restrooms -- very cruisey. We left Al at the bar and he said to hurry because he was going to be alone -- Diego had left. We got to Mark's apartment and he asked me for a kiss. I hadn't seen that coming. We had been talking all night and I didn't think he was attracted to me. He must have thought that I invited myself to his place for this reason. I was feeling the effects of the alcohol and I figured why not, I'm single. And so we did. When we returned, Al said "it shouldn't have taken you guys 12 minutes" -- I guess he was our chaparone. We had another drink, then Al wanted to leave so we walked him part way. Mark was grabbing me and I knew he wanted me to go back to his place. We made sure that Al was out of sight and didn't see us enter Mark's building. We kissed a little more, but it was a work night so I had to go home. Mark was trying to get more, but I'm good at holding out. My friends just call me a tease.
I got home around 2am. I had to work the next morning. I checked my email before going to bed. Alex had emailed me noting that he was canceling our date this Saturday. I wasn't surprised, as he'd done this before. He was vague, but the email noted that I had forwarded an email of his to one of my friends, who in turn forwarded it to his ex, who, needless to say, was very upset.
I called Alex the next day, Friday, during my lunch break. I explained that I had not forwarded any of his emails to anyone, that I wouldn't do such a thing nor have any reason to. Alex wondered how his ex saw my online photo album, "he went through all your pictures." I reminded Alex that I had sent him an online picture of me (he wanted to see me in my sheriff's uniform), and that his ex either accessed his email and found it that way, or checked the Internet history on his computer browser. Alex didn't know about this feature so I provided him with instructions. Nevertheless, Alex said that he and the ex had a long talk and decided to not date anyone at this time, until they figure things out. I wished Alex a sincere good luck and that I'll probably see him out and about and hope it won't be too awkward for him -- he assured me it wouldn't be.
After work I went to the gym as usual. My ex had called my cellphone several times, so I called him from the locker room. He inquired what I was up to, and suggested we grab dinner. We went to Keizo, a Japanese restaurant that had an interesting memory for me. It was at Keizo some 6 years ago that the ex had suggested we "move on," code for break-up. Well we were broken up for a total of 3 days, until he begged me to take him back. I recounted this memory to the Ex, who wasn't too thrilled to hear the story again. We went home, watched some TV then read a bit. I was having a nice time with the Ex, that I didn't make any plans for late that night -- I ignored the calls to my cellphone.
On Saturday the Ex and I went shopping, which is becoming a hobby for us. I've been spending way too much money on clothes and shoes -- I need to cut down. The Ex left for his usual Saturday night date with Larry. Later that night, I met Hans at Diego's restaurant where the rest of the group was also. We did another pub crawl and ended up at Al's place for late night cocktails. I've been drinking way more than I usually do -- not good. Hans and I fell asleep at Al's and I awoke at 7:00 am and tried to sneak out. Hans got up and walked me out. We had a nice and long goodbye kiss. I told him I would call him later that morning since we had brunch plans with Al to go to Diego's restaurant. When I got home, I was sure to be very quiet as I didn't want my Ex to hear me coming in. I know that I didn't have to, but I didn't want to deal with any issues that may have stemmed from it.
I awoke that Sunday at 11:00am. The Ex was already up and he didn't seem to be in a good mood. I was heading off to brunch when the Ex made a comment about cleaning up around the house with me. I told the Ex that I would be back in a couple of hours and would help clean up then. He wasn't too happy.
Brunch with Hans and Al went well. We, of course, had the best booth in the place. When I got home at 2:00pm, the Ex immediately got dressed and headed out -- he was still acting upset but wouldn't say why. He said he would be back in a couple of hours. Fine. A bunch of my coworkers had talked about going to a beer bust today. I told Steven to call me if he was going and he did. Steven and I have been working together for almost 2 years. When I first started at my company, he and I went to lunch. I knew that Steven was attracted to me, and I thought he was cute. During that lunch he asked about my relationship status. I told him I was partnered and thus we began a friendship, but there was clearly something more there. I met Steven on my corner and we walked to the beer bust. I had told Hans and Al about it as well. Hans called while Steven and I was en route -- they were going to meet us there.
The beer bust was packed. I had never been to one so I didn't know what to expect. Everyone was getting drunk and quite sloppy about it -- beer was spilling everywhere and I was trying to not let beer get on my new shoes. I don't drink beer, and in fact, didn't have anything to drink as I was planning on working out at the gym afterwards with my Ex. Diego showed up with a Latino that looked exactly like his ex. The rest of the gang showed up too and couldn't get over the resemblance of Diego's Latino boy to his ex.
Steven was on one side of me while Hans was on the other. I was sure to pay them both attention. Diego's Latino was drunk and kept grabbing my arms, commenting on its size, then he kept trying to lift up my shirt to see my pecs. I was not amused. After 30 minutes Steven had had enough so he left and I soon followed. I called my Ex and had him meet me at the gym. He was still in a mood, but he got over it. I asked what he did after I got back from brunch. He said he went to hangout a friend's store. I inquired more and found out who this friend was (I knew him from the gym) and also found out that this friend has been very forward with my Ex but that it's just a frienship -- my Ex isn't attracted to his body. We had a good workout and walked to the grocery store afterwards, and had our usual Sunday night routine.
Boy, my life is getting complicated. I don't know what is worse -- the boredom resulting after being in a 10 year relationship, or doing the dating juggle and being out all the time. I have a feeling my life will have this hectic pace for a while.