Long Time No Speak
As usual, life sometimes gets in the way of me blogging. Why is that? This should be the most important thing in my life, right?
So here is what's happening, or not happening in my life:
LOVE LIFE
I've met a few new boys. Ok they are all men (aged 37-46). Why is it that I am a sucker for the old guys? Please Mr. Therapist, tell me why? I have a great relationship with my dad, so I am not looking for a "father" figure. I really don't seek out the elder-gays. Really, I don't! I always hope that the hot Salt & Pepper hair is attached to some young guy who went prematurely grey. Alas, that is never the case.
So the current guys on the menu include a former Buddhist, an artist/designer and a hot Latino I met on the street. Here's the low down: The Buddhist is in love with me after only two dates (which totally turns me off), the artist is as flakey as a croissant and the Latino guy is a top and we know that Two tops do not make a bottom (I think that is in the laws of physics!). Needless to say, I am all hot for the flakey artist. Why? Cause I obviously love a good chase, and ultimately don’t have any self-respect.
MY CAREER
My work life has me all a flutter(big surprise, I know!). I am hoping that the new moon on Sept. 22 will change the tides and bring me that new job that’s been alluding me for the past two years.
I have come to grips with the fact that it’s really just me. I obviously don't want to work at all, and have set up my own road blocks in getting ahead in life. All I know is that staying here is killing me inside -- I am like a wild horse whose spirit has been broken by a mean trainer.
Today is payday, as always, I wish it were more, but have no right to actually complain. I just ask that everyone keep an ear to the ground. You know what I want to do for a living...one of you must know someone who can help me! Please!
MY FAMILY
I think they are about to disown me. And I can't say I blame them. The stork should give my folks a refund, because they got a lame child. It's not that I don't love my family. I just don't enjoy visiting my hometown or spending long periods of time with my family. I keep in touch with them on the phone, regularly. I just wish they lived closer. That way I could drop in for dinner and then go home, vs. having to spend 3-4 days at their house. We get bored with each other after the first night, and then start arguing about silly stuff for the rest of the visit. Ugh.
FUN STUFF
This week was Fashion Week in NYC and unfortunately another season goes by and I still wasn’t unable to land a seat in the tents. I really would have enjoyed going to the Project Runway finalist shows held this morning at 9am. But beggars can’t be choosers, so I would have gone to anything.
On a final and positive note, I have an out of town guest staying with me this weekend. I am looking forward to hanging out with her and our other friend for the next two days.
So that’s the scoop, thanks for traveling on this journey that is my Vida Loca.
So here is what's happening, or not happening in my life:
LOVE LIFE
I've met a few new boys. Ok they are all men (aged 37-46). Why is it that I am a sucker for the old guys? Please Mr. Therapist, tell me why? I have a great relationship with my dad, so I am not looking for a "father" figure. I really don't seek out the elder-gays. Really, I don't! I always hope that the hot Salt & Pepper hair is attached to some young guy who went prematurely grey. Alas, that is never the case.
So the current guys on the menu include a former Buddhist, an artist/designer and a hot Latino I met on the street. Here's the low down: The Buddhist is in love with me after only two dates (which totally turns me off), the artist is as flakey as a croissant and the Latino guy is a top and we know that Two tops do not make a bottom (I think that is in the laws of physics!). Needless to say, I am all hot for the flakey artist. Why? Cause I obviously love a good chase, and ultimately don’t have any self-respect.
MY CAREER
My work life has me all a flutter(big surprise, I know!). I am hoping that the new moon on Sept. 22 will change the tides and bring me that new job that’s been alluding me for the past two years.
I have come to grips with the fact that it’s really just me. I obviously don't want to work at all, and have set up my own road blocks in getting ahead in life. All I know is that staying here is killing me inside -- I am like a wild horse whose spirit has been broken by a mean trainer.
Today is payday, as always, I wish it were more, but have no right to actually complain. I just ask that everyone keep an ear to the ground. You know what I want to do for a living...one of you must know someone who can help me! Please!
MY FAMILY
I think they are about to disown me. And I can't say I blame them. The stork should give my folks a refund, because they got a lame child. It's not that I don't love my family. I just don't enjoy visiting my hometown or spending long periods of time with my family. I keep in touch with them on the phone, regularly. I just wish they lived closer. That way I could drop in for dinner and then go home, vs. having to spend 3-4 days at their house. We get bored with each other after the first night, and then start arguing about silly stuff for the rest of the visit. Ugh.
FUN STUFF
This week was Fashion Week in NYC and unfortunately another season goes by and I still wasn’t unable to land a seat in the tents. I really would have enjoyed going to the Project Runway finalist shows held this morning at 9am. But beggars can’t be choosers, so I would have gone to anything.
On a final and positive note, I have an out of town guest staying with me this weekend. I am looking forward to hanging out with her and our other friend for the next two days.
So that’s the scoop, thanks for traveling on this journey that is my Vida Loca.
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