weekend update....

well, let's see what happened over the weekend.

friday night i came home from work, fed max, and then headed over to grachie's to do laundry and watch a movie. so i thought. when i get over there grachie is entertaining an old male friend she hasn't seen in years. i put a load in the washing machine and then head to the store to fetch a little more wine and something to eat. when i returned we had a few glasses of wine and then headed off to The Cave to meet up with a friend of grachie's long lost friend. he was trying to set her up. so we all chatted and drank, and drank, and drank. when about 1:30am rolled around i was seriously whooped. i let the group know i had to go to bed, 5am during the week is an ass kicker. and gotta love The Cave, it's literally just blocks from my house which i love. reminded me of my days in Santa Monica and the Circle Bar.

saturday morning i get up and unpack a few more boxes. i tell ya i have more shit than i know what to do with. i checked emails, and then checked a dating site i'm listed on. i had a little msg waiting for me. i open the msg and all it says is "are you uncut?" not hello, you're kinda cute, i like your smile, i love bald men, just "are you uncut?" so after debating whether or not to respond i send a send a simple "sorry, no!" so i finish up around the house and head over to grachie's (she lives just a few minutes away) to finish the laundry i had started the night before. i proceed to tell her about the msg. her response was classic. "oh my god, i can't believe that, what a jerk, how dare he, it's ok you don't need him anyway!" we laugh about it and go on about the day. she's got errands to run and i need to finish the laundry as we have friends to meet in a few hours for cocktails.

i finish the laundry, head home to shower and change and head back over to pick up grachie. as we're in the car driving to The Standard downtown for drinks on the roof (great place to have a drink), we start chatting and somehow we're talking about the uncut email. grachie says to me, "so did he see a picture of your chest or something?" of course i bust out laughing like nobody's business. i had mentioned to her before that a lot of gay men are obsessed with body image etc so she assumed this is what he was referring to. when i explained that he was referring to my penis i thought she was going to die. the gasp that she made was out of this world. she proceeded to go off even more this time. i just laughed, it's all i could do.

we get to the roof and meet jt and ducats and a bunch of others sitting on sofa's in the roof top bar. it was such a beautiful day. we met some new folks and just chilled for about three hours or so. then the four of us headed down to Pete's Bar and Grill for some dinner. food was okay this time but the service was lacking. i don't know if it was the fact that we had been drinking so we were impatient or that the service was just bad. i definitely go back but i will certainly be cautious. after dinner we said our goodbye's and grachie and i headed to west hollywood to a bbq of some guy she met on craigslist. i was to be her wingman. everyone at the bbq was pretty nice except the craigslist guy. don't get me wrong, he was a nice guy, but didn't talk to grachie at all. tricia and her friend stephanie showed up at the bbq (we needed reinforcements) which was cool. mr. craigslist finally started chatting towards the end of the night but by that time i was done. we had left his house to go to a bar around the corned called Jones with whoever was left at the bbq. so tricia is chatting up this little tiny gymnast guy (tiny tumbler II) which is killing me because she's 6' tall. and craigslist is finally having a conversation with grachie. i'm drunk and tired and had to excuse myself. i headed back to the car and went to sleep. the girls showed up awhile later and grachie drove us home. we'll see about this craigslist guy, but the verdict is still out.

the best part of the night aside from getting to see jt and ducats (absolutely love them), party with grachie and tricia (dangerous these two), was getting to meet stephanie (new BFF). oh yeah, and there was a hottie at the bbq that left early. i think i may have to get grachie to work mr. craigslist for his number. mr. craigslist might be good for something after all.