Friday night I met up with my co-worker and his friends to go out. My FAVORITE of those friends, who hasn't been out with us in ages, was there and I just LOVE LOVE LOVE HIM. He's the gayest straight man I know and we just totally click. I cannot even explain to you our epic love connection. Too bad he's devoted to an adorable Asian med student who lives in NYC. Such a nice guy. So, seeing him pretty much made my night. We held hands through the crowd at the one bar so neither of us got lost and then when we got back to my co-worker's place there was definitely some cuddling on the couch. And it means nothing, but he's just the greatest. Oh, and I also handily won a stank-face off. Apparently, mine is epic.
Saturday and Sunday I literally did nothing of note. Slept. Sat on the computer. Watched the Klaine kiss over and over.
Yesterday, I went out with a few of my co-workers and a few of their friends last night for the 4th of July. I had sushi (well, a California roll) for the first time (how American, right?! :P). Much, much later at the diviest dive bar EVER, my male co-worker and a friend were MURDERING "Wannabe" by the Spice Girls on karaoke --- so I helped them out and pretty much owned it. Everyone in my group was like WHY HAVE YOU NOT SUNG KARAOKE WHEN WE'VE BEEN OUT BEFORE?!?!
I guess I'll be singing more karaoke soon.
My head hit the pillow at 3:15am and I was into work at 9am. Suffice it to say, I am tired.
AMERICA, FUCK YEAH.It's been really nice to finally be having people to hang out/enjoy life with. My weekends pretty much alternate between my co-worker and his roommates --- usually me and 4-5 guys (who often enjoy saying semi-sexist things just to see the expression on my face - but are actually good guys) or three of the nerdiest guys in the world and I playing nerdy board games at the house of a guy I met online and dated briefly. SERIOUSLY GOOD TIMES, BOTH OF THEM.
I've been wrestling with feelings, etc for my co-worker for awhile now. We've slept in the same bed together after a night of drinking a few times and he has wandering hands (but nothing's ever happened) when he's drunk but I think we're both way too afraid to cross the line. I'd been kind of confused about my feelings until last night at the karaoke bar. And in my very few hours of sleep this morning I dreamt that he was with another girl and I was jealous as hell. So, who knows what is going on there or what will go on there.
WELL, APPARENTLY I FELT LIKE WRITING A LIFE UPDATE.Thanks for reading?