So I moved, from the west side in Harlem on 139th between Riverside and Broadway to Bedford-Stuyvesant area.  And that was a bitch.  I don’t really like using that word all the time but sometimes it’s just so fitting.  And granted I ditched yet another stupid suitcase but I had two suit cases, one jynormous and another that was smaller, a bag and a too big purse.  I got so frustrated that I moved in stages and left a huge suitcase at work for a day before I moved it all the way from Harlem to Brooklyn, it’s like I had, well my bag really, had a layover in Chelsea.  How fancy and gay huh?  

Speaking of gay, oh my god Chelsea is.  And not just gay but GAY.  Like totally gorgeous beautiful men, some with the lovely homo lisp and I love it.  I totally love their fancy bags, and real or fake tans.  I don’t even know but damn.  There are a few that I have befriended and one of them I gave flowers to.  He is really nice, comes in just about everyday and had mentioned that he liked to have flowers in his house.  So for, and get this, $8 I bought 2 dozen roses.  And not shitty roses either but pretty nice looking beautifully smelly roses.  I really want to buy some for myself, next week…

What else.  I went on a date, and it was totally amazing.  I was weird I met this person through craigslist, we e-mailed, exchanged information and thought it would be nice to meet prior to going to the Miss LEZ Pageant.  He was dressed so well, and even though I told him I would smell like coffee because I was just getting off work, I didn’t dress up very well.  I mean I changed my shirt but I guess that because I was so nervous that I didn’t think to add more stress and try to look more presentable.  I mean I, whatever too much detail huh… Anyways we had a wonderful dinner at this great Greek place in Brooklyn that I can’t wait to go back to and then went and got some chocolate dessert and wine.  It was just so unreal to me, meeting someone totally new and just realizing how new it is through out the whole series of conversations, totally cool.  And so I wanted to really dress up for this show this weekend and was talking to my roommate about it and she offered to make a dress for me.  Seriously.  So it’s a little dark navy blue lycra dress, strapless, with four layers of tulle underneath to make it poof out.  And I have crazy shoes and an on the look out for an equally fabulous cheap knockoff purse tomorrow in Chinatown.  And when I say knockoff I’m not talking about the dress, I’m talking about the shoes.  Yes these ones!

That’s not the best photo but I was so distracted and attracted to them that I got them… And thankfully I have my roommate and her very lovely shoe designing fabulous friend Norman to help show me how to walk in them.  Really you just have to own it.  It’s all about confidence.  What’s sexier than that.  But I am distracted, again I know, and can’t wait to practice that, practice being confident.  It’s hard doing that all the time.  I totally get scared and stuck and blown away that I just don’t know what to do.  

What else?  My friend Laura came to visit for a few days and is off in England now.  I need furniture and I’m coming home for a few days from July 24th through the 29th for my grandfather’s memorial.  The memorial is on the 27th in Portland I think.  I am happy to be home and I am a little nervous about missing a week of work but my parents helped me out with the ticket and I am extremely, extremely grateful that I could come home.  I need to exercise, I feel a little crazy not running or biking around.  I went to L’Ecole and someone paid for my lunch while I was there, that was totally amazing and I don’t really know what to say.

I have been so slacking on documenting on where I have been going, how I got there and what I thought or sharing it with y’all for that matter and I feel as though I am missing out.  So, more surges, like hot flashes, though not yet, it comes and it goes.  That just means that I have to go out and visit all of those places again.  It’s late but I’ve had too much coffee, it seems as though I chug it faster than coffee… damn.

oh and here is a not so good photo of my room, really it’s beautiful.

cheers!

 

 

 

Home

July 3, 2008

I am hoping to go home for a few days to be with family and hang out with Grandpa, sort of, among friends at the end of July.  It’s hard being away from home in a time like this.  But I am grateful for the increased appreciation that I have for being with my folks and how much I look forward to visits.  

I had a date last night and it was totally awesome.  We went to this amazing Greek Restaurant in Park Slope Brooklyn and then we went and had wine and chocolate at another place.  I wasn’t feeling as nervous and thought I might be.  I was definitely shy at times but mostly it was just enthralling to take each step forward talking and learning about someone new.  It was super fun and we’re going to the Miss Lez Pageant next weekend.  I have no idea what to wear!  It’s a Burlesque type pageant/show so something slightly revealing would be amazing. So, new shoes and dress or skirt or something…. we’ll see.

And earlier yesterday I went to L’Ecole, The French Culinary Institute’s restaurant.  The 5th and 6th level students cook for the restaurant.  I’ll go more into detail about what I had tomorrow or later tonight but the lunch special is $28 for an appetizer, entree and dessert.  I got a bottle of sparkling water and not only did everyone receive a complimentary filo dough tune niscoise bit but they brought me an additional complimentary dessert and the best part of all, someone arranged for it to be paid for.  I don’t know how or whom.  My server said something about the school or on behalf of the school or something and I was a little thrown off and flush and didn’t know why or what, I wasn’t taking notes or anything or whatever.  Anyways my $35 lunch was paid for and I left a $15 tip and then they also offered me a free baggette.  Rad. 

xo, love you all!

oh and I served my first grumpy drinks two days ago!  Two iced americanos!