It's been a fairly surreal set of days, lately. The Hearst gig
drones on and on. My other clients clamour for my time, which I give them,
and suddenly it's 11:30 at night and I'm just getting home feeling really
goddamned good about the amount I can accomplish in a day.
Today was not such a day, today was dedicated to Ben's father's
funeral, so there was nothing accomplished, a needed break from the hectic
schedule I've kept myself on. I missed many social obligations, and will
have to spend some time playing catch up, but that's ok.
Of course, there's a lot that happens in the spaces between what I
write here. For example, I saw Jill, Barbara's friend, at Simone's.
[note: I didn't see her, points out Barbara, [below] which is why she was so
unfriendly to me [jill] and that would really make me feel a whole lot
better about this whole situation. In other words - case of mistaken
identity lead to me shooting my mouth off. oops] And
Nicole at Tribe. Which brings me to a bit of a quandry, and a lesson I
should have learned long ago - if you take those that you're interested in
to your places, you can expect to see them again in your private
playgrounds, even in a city the size of Manhattan.
Barbara, a coworker of Alyson's, and I had a not particularly
tumultuous fling starting in around Halloween, and we'd been to Simone's on
several occassions for a glass of Merlot and conversation. Imagine my
surprise to see her best friend in the window yesterday. Yes, I know all
the coolest places downtown, no I don't want you taking them over. I'm
going to have to start taking women to places that are lousy, and keep the
good ones to myself. I've brought a lot of women to Tribe, which was my
refuge for awhile, and then they all started going there on their own, and
boom, refuge gone. As if there's only a few place in Manhattan to drink.
It gets irritating. There's more to this story, but I'm past venting on it
now, more or less. Suffice it to say that I was shocked to see Jill at
Simone's, and Nicole at Tribe, but I shouldn't've been, considering the
Gustavo chronicles.
On Friday night at Tribe, I bumped into Nicole, whom I'd gone on a
few dates with back in November or thereabouts. Tribe being the bar that I
frequent much like a fat man frequents his refrigerator, her surprise at
seeing me there seems to have been a bit misplaced. "Of all the gin
joints in all the world..." and so forth. I emailed her, and hopefully
we'll get together sometime soon. I liked her, and was saddened when we
stopped seeing each other.
I saw Catherine on the A train last night while on my way
home. She was on her way back from a show (shows are chronic in her life)
and I was on my way back from the funeral, and in a bit of a mood. Somehow,
she's ended up working in a law firm and I'm working in a web shop. I'm a
lawyer and she was the Tech Director or thereabouts for Village Ventures.
There's irony there, but I'm not going to delve into it. I don't think I'm
going to see her except for random meetings on the subway anymore, based on
an offhanded comment she made as I was leaving, but hey, one never knows.
Chris has cockroaches. See his fear? And he wants to
stay with me for several days? Chris-san, my friend, explain to me how
you'll live in my apartment for several days if bugs scare you? I've got a
very clean place, but there's this messy chinese restaraunt below me that...
well... is messy.
I don't have much of a report on the funeral, because I decided that
that was a family affair and in good taste it should stay internal. I did
enjoy seeing Chelley, Chris, Sarah and so forth, was amazed at how much one
of Ben's cousins can't stand me (being convinced that I was hitting on her
at the wedding (I was flirting as much as I flirt with anyone) ) and that
Rob and Sarah of RobAndSarah are no longer. I drove down and back with
Sarah, and had dinner with her afterwards. I'll probably see her again
sometime next week in a more informal less stressful situation. That should
be good.
Still no word from the woman at John's party, alas, I think I won't
hear.
It is dangerous to bring potential dates to places that you
frequent because they will go there after they're done dating you and you'll
all feel uncomfortable. Discuss. Use anecdotes as necessary.