bethb's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- boys Ok, so upfront, this entry is gonna be all about boys, and how dumb i am with them. You have been warned. Ok, so a few weeks ago, i ran into a friend who was/is a kinda habitual crush boy for me and i did him a favor so he said 'i'll buy you dinner sometime' or 'i owe you dinner' whatever right? you get the gist...so sean and jeffrey are now demanding i take him up on his offer, but i don't want to seem pushy you know? i don't know... i just think he was being polite or whatever and blowing smoke up my ass and whatnot....this is where you give me your opinion. sean, jeffrey, sit down please, i already know where you two weigh in on this. thank you. also, and this is funny.....i went out for a drink last night with a bunch of people that i worked on that CHAW show with, Lynn and Stephanie who are both gay, but not partners, an older woman named ann who i think is the Alliance/Church go-between, and Adele and her husband bruce. Now, we're all sitting in this piano bar on capitol hill and i'm drinking this thing called a 'neeley martini' and i'm happy and content and hey! i got an extra hundred bucks in my paycheck from them so why not, and the piano lady is playing copacabanna and this boy comes over and pulls me out of my chair to dance with him. i totally thought he was gay. mostly because the fellow he was with turns out to be his friend from england, who is a painter and some other fellow (who i called 'sweater man' and the name seemed to stick for the entire evening) was all over the friend. anyway, after dance 1, i still think he's gay. he pulls me up later for dance 2 and he asks me where i'm from and i say 'here'. he's from Puerto Rico, and he laughs at me and says 'no, really...where...' so i'm like 'outside of Philadelphia....why....where do you think i'm from?' and he says 'outer space'. by this point, i'm laughing and i say 'yeah, that's it. i'm from mars' turns out he's from jupiter. so, the song ends, and i go back to my table and lynn goes 'was he licking you?' and i said no, he was trying to kiss me....but quite frankly, if i had been drunker and not infront of people who hire me, i probably would have kissed him back. But i don't want to be known as 'the-girl-who-makes-out-with-men-of-questionable-sexual-orientation-in bars-and-sometimes-designs-sets-for-us'. But, um....it was kind of a nice ego boost. 15:32:14 - 2000-11-04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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