Saturday, January 24, 2009

I watched the new BSG at 10pm. It was pretty good. It felt like the calm before the storm. There were several scenes I loved, and one huge reveal that I had figured out on my own, days before watching the episode, which didn't ruin it for me - in fact I felt good about being right about something for once. lol

After the episode, I got ready to go the grocery store with Mark. We left as soon as he got home, around 11:40pm. I didn't end up getting much. Mark rented some movies though. I decided while we were at the store that I wanted to go to Necto.

When we got home I shaved, and showered and got ready for the bar. I left around 12:40. I had to park in the structure, but I got right in to the bar. I tipped the coatcheck people, as I always do. I got a drink. Said hello to a friend. And then I danced. The music on Fridays often sucks. Tonight it wasn't that bad, and I really wanted to dance so I did. I noticed a few guys checking me out, including 1 adorable guy that I figured must be a newbie. I didn't really go there to find someone and I just smiled at the attention and danced on.

Later I ran into more people I knew. Bobby was there. Trevor's ex, Bryan was there, though I've never seen him in person before. Keevan was there (though I didn't get a chance to say hello. Becky. Anthony. I danced more. And I smiled. Sometimes just watching people is enough to make me smile, and tonight was like that. Plus the cute newbie was still checking me out, which made me feel...nice.

Later I sat by the dancefloor and the newbie boy and one of the girls he'd been dancing with came over and stood near me. I kept catching him looking at me and he was so adorable. I reminded myself that I wasn't looking though, and that he was probably newly 18; barely 4 years older than my oldest nephew; and 15 years younger than me.

When I was pretty sure I was ready to leave I decided I'd say hi. I didn't want the newbie guy to have a bad experience. I wanted him to know that he was cute and that everything was ok...and it wasn't all in his head. And I wanted to know that it wasn't all in my head either. I walked over and asked if they were a couple. They weren't. The girl's name was Laryssa I think (it was loud) and the boy's name sounded like Brandon. They had both come to A2 for school, had met each other in Ann Arbor. Brandon was18. I told them that I didn't mean to bother them, and that I was leaving.

I got my jacket and hat from the coat check but when I went to say goodbye to Anthony, he pulled me on the dancefloor for one final dance. It was nice. I smiled more. I felt good. When the song was over we hugged. I said goodbye to Brandon again and explained that Anthony had wanted 1 last dance and then I turned to leave, but then turned back at the last second and told Brandon he was really cute. He said I was cute too. I smiled and told him I'm a lot older than I look and he said that was fine. I told him I'm 34, and he said that was fun and smiled. And I told him again that he was adorable, and said I was leaving, then I kissed his cheek, and that was that.

I came home and talked to Mark about the bar, then came in here and wrote this. I'm gonna read the BSG reviews...and probably chat some.

I should go back to wearing eyeliner every day. It really looks good.

   posted by Bald Jason at 02:26 AM
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