BOBBY:
I met Bobby around 1am on Tuesday April 5, 2005, at "Factory Night" at the Necto in Ann Arbor, Michigan. I mistook him for someone else, which wasn't surprising given the fact that it was dark and I didn't have my glasses on. When I learned he wasn't the boy I suspected that he was, and I turned away, I immediately regretted that, as he was so much hotter than the guy I had mistook him for... Later, outside the club I briefly chatted with him and his friends, hoping he would invite me to the Fleetwood, where he & his friends were going, but he didn't. I said goodnight, and crossed the street, heading to my car. I was wearing red vinyl pants, and when I crossed the street I looked back over my shoulder, and Bobby was so intently looking at my ass while he was walking, that he walked right into a stop sign! That made my night! I went home and showered, and I knew that I'd be writing about him, but I didn't know his name, so I dressed in a hurry and headed over to the Fleetwood where I got his name, and his age (18), and his phone #.
Bobby was closeted at the time, and a student. He went home for the summer, and we chatted online a couple of times. When he returned in the Fall, after being out of touch for a bit, he'd come out to his family, and he had a boyfriend named Lee. We had a lot of hot conversations online, but both times that we were going to hang out Lee called or visited and Bobby couldn't see me. They eventually broke up, but that didn't change anything, as Bobby was always really busy with work & school.
In May 2006, I hit on a cute cashier at Meijer named Frank. We flirted, and I wrote about him, as I'm prone to do when a guy gets me hard. I had him over to the condo for a visit, and things were moving along nicely, until the guy asked me if I knew Bobby. I said yes, and asked how he knew that. He told me that he had dated Bobby and that Bobby had told him that he had met a cute goth boy at Necto who had all the Star Wars books; now that he was in my room it all came together, and he figured it out. I told him that the only guy that I knew of that Bobby had dated was named Lee, and Frank explained that Lee is his middle name and is what he is known by. I only knew him as Frank because that's what was on his nametag at work! This was too weird. I was still really attracted to him, but now I felt like I shouldn't be out with him. We called it a night eventually, and I never asked him out again. I see him now & again, and I've danced with him at Necto but we're just friends, and I'd like to keep it that way. He has his own dedication page here.
Now, the next time I spoke with Bobby, I mentioned this whole Frank/Lee thing to him, because I knew that they were still in touch, and I figured that he'd know about it already, and want to hear my side of it, only he didn't know, and what I expected to be a light hearted conversation got all kinds of dramatic. First loves die hard and all that...
I ran into Bobby at Necto about 1am on Saturday September 16, 2006. I had a horrible headache that night and had taken some midrin, and I was already physically and emotionally exhausted, and didn't really want to be at the club, except my friend Robert's farewell showing as host was that night, and I'd promised to be there, so I was. I knew that I knew Bobby when I saw him, and he kept smiling at me, but when I ran into him again later, I called him the wrong name. It was so humiliating and embarrassing; probably for both of us. I explained about the drugs, though I didn't feel like discussing my own exhaustion. It was terrible. His friend looked like she wanted to kill me, and Bobby didn't look happy, even after I apologized a dozen times. It just sucked. Frank/Lee was there too, and Bobby said he was trying avoid him, while Frank said he was trying to say hello, and there was just too much drama... This was only the 2nd time I'd ever seen Bobby in person, and it was sucking hardcore. I wrote the whole night off as a disaster.
Hopefully I can still be friends with Bobby and Frank without things being too insane.
POETRY INSPIRED BY BOBBY:
04/05/05 OPEN BLIND
09/20/05 SAD BUT PRETTY
02/24/06 FOR BOBBY TO FUCK ME