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.