Put on your dancin' shoes...!

I finally got to hang around my City this weekend! Me and the City had a date... that lasted a quick 48 hours.

On Friday night I joined the usual gang for supper and drinks. Then it was followed by more drinking at a nearby pub. The pub had a bunch of Rookies from the NY Islanders in there - I was satisfied with the level of eye candy! At around midnight I stepped out of the bathroom only to find that most people had already left. Feeling a bit peeved, and discouraged I decided to make my way home since it was still early enough to walk safely.

I had a text from a buddy of mine who was in town (and who also happens to be gay, thank you!) to join him and his friends at a dance club. So I hailed a cab from the street and made my way to the club. I despise that club - and had it not been for him, I would not have been there. This club often turns into thug-ville. And while I clearly don't have a problem with different people, you just never know when a fight will break out. It was still fun though to be able to dance and not really get bugged by anyone.

Saturday was finally the day! I was hosting my housewarming party at my new place. A whole bunch of friends came by, and it was a lovely time. After spending some time drinking, we made our way to the University bar for some cheap drinks and good music. It was a good time, ran into my cousins and got to chat with them a bit. One of my cousins' friends, whom I've also known since we were kids was there as well. He kept telling me that if he didn't have a girlfriend, he'd be all over me. HA! Yeah right...

I'm really starting to have trouble with the whole thing that hot guys only seem to want me for sex, and its the ugly ones that want relationships? It is SO not fair! While I have zero problem with a little somethin' somethin' once in a while... it just gets discouraging.

Which is why I am having a big debate in my head on whether or not to head to my University town on Friday night. You see, a guy I had dated about a year and a half ago will be in town. This guy is like freakin' poison... We got along fabulously and everything was great, then he dumped me because he was moving to another province and didn't want to get attached and do the distance thing... which is fine. Up until 2-3 weeks later I see him at the bar one night and he immediately comes over cooing in my ear about how much he misses me and how I look great and gorgeous and all that BS. Anwyay, we go our seperate ways and later on in the night I walk by and spot him in the corner, totally making out with another chick. Cue in the hurt.

We have since resolved our issues and he has apologized a million times. Still, I can't help but think what a douche he is sometimes, but he's so hot and irresistible I just can't resist... So odds are, I'll be heading over on Friday night... and maybe I'll be able to run into Coffee Cutie on Saturday or something...

I'm finding it hard to believe - you're in heaven

I'm wondering if I ever will get to stay home for a weekend. Since I moved into my own apartment (in late August) I have yet to spend a weekend there. After this upcoming weekend - IM NOT GOING ANYWHERE. For a while, anyway. LOL. I'm still conversing with Coffee Cutie, and honestly I can't wait to see him again. Maybe he can come up to visit me for a change.

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I want to turn to something a little more serious I must mention...

This past weekend my family was plagued with a hardship. My aunt passed away after a lenghty, courageous battle with cancer. She was diagnosed 10 years ago and managed to defy a lot of odds. This warranted a family trip down to the States where she lived - for her wake & funeral.

It is a relief that my aunt is no longer suffering - although it is painful to cope with the reality of never seeing her again. She was a wonderful woman. The plus side of these crumby circumstances are that I got to hang out with all my cousins. We're 15 grandchildren, and 9 great-grandchildren... so it is quite entertaining when we do get to see eachother. Even though I live in close proximity to most, we rarely spend quality time together.

The bigger picture is positive; we got in some great family time, were able to reminisce about the fun memories we have of my aunt, and got to celebrate her life.

DJV 1948-2008 <3

Desert Oasis

I guess I have pretty much broken the curse of this desert-dry summer. Over the last couple of weeks I have been quite lucky.

It all started with the spontaneous act of quitting my job a couple of weeks ago and heading to the Big City to catch another outdoor concert, with MAJOR acts headlining. I basically wrote an email to my 2nd place of work on that Friday morning stating my resignation, then fucked off for the weekend. No labour for me on Labour Day! HA.

That Friday night I was waiting for my friends to meet me when the phone rang. It was "Albert" calling me and asking to hang out. Seeing as we weren't in the same city, it didn't happen. He was coming to the Concert also, but only the following morning. He proposed we meet up at the concert and head back to town together on Sunday. I said sure, give me a ring.

Saturday upon arriving at the Concert site I immediately spotted him, I went over and said hi, but he gave me a weird look and practically ignored me. I think had I not said anything he wouldn't've aknowledged my presence. Needless to say I wasn't surprised when I didn't hear anything from him the following day, or since that day for that matter. What a douche.

Over the course of the last 2 months, I had been chatting online with this cute bald guy, we'll call "Baldie". Baldie is a diamond driller and spends 6 weeks straight cooped up in some remote northern location. We had been flirting and chatting online forever, and finally he asked me to meet him for drinks during his time off when he was going to be in town. So we met, he walked me home, I invited him in. The tension was palpable... we ended up having a hot sack session. He left the next morning, and I know I won't see him again - but at least it was a good release!

This past weekend I returned to University town for some good ole girlie fun, and a squeeze of Coffee Cutie in there too. I had to take the bus up, and he offered me a ride to my friends. Awww... shucks eh. So on Friday night I got completely sloshed... and Coffee Cutie met us at my fave bar. I totally declared my 'likeness' to him, he did the same despite not being nearly as sloshed as I was. He was a perfect gentlemen and took me to his place that night. Lucky for me (not!) a certain Mr. Red was visiting, so nobody was getting anything. I do recall us making out for a while though, and then totally zonking out. It's a good think he likes me, because otherwise he might be giving me the number to AA.