The Black Party and beyond
There was a surprising balance of responsibility and full-out fun this past week. Everything on the club front is once again in a holding pattern (how surprising). The liquor license we were under the impression that we HAD, turned out to be anything but. We ARE scheduled to go in front of the liquor authority in Sept. 14th... and we know that for a fact. We cannot get our C of o or fire, safety or health inspections until we actually have the damn piece of paper in our possession.... so.... NOT opening on the 15th. It looks like we will be opening around the beginning of October.
I received a call from Shelly (my old boss at Kaufmann's) on Wednesday. She is in a very sticky situation regarding the Lauder counter. It seems that since I left, EVERYTHING has gone to hell. She asked if I would come back as a freelancer for three weeks during gift. I accepted (I had to.... I NEED money so I can get my car fixed and eat something other than ramen noodles). I started today. One of the girls that worked under me also came back today to freelance during gift. She only did it because I was going to be there. While I am there, I will also be training the new counter manager so that she can handle things when I leave. It's not as bad as I thought it would be. I'm working for Lauder again, but this time, it's on my terms. I'm working a seven hour shift (10am-5pm) Monday thru Friday with the weekends off AND I'm making almost 50% more hourly than I did as the counter manager while still getting my commision. I'll make enough during my three week run to pay for my car repairs AND have enough left over to pay October's rent and insurance. The only difficult issue is my lack of transportation. There is a bus that runs out there, but it only runs once and hour, and it ends up taking nearly 40 minutes to get there. I'd have to leave my house at 8:15 am to make it to work by 10 am (including the one mile walk to the closest stop I can catch the damn bus at). Luckily, Kate started back at MCC last Thursday, so she has offered to drop me off any morning she has to work if I help her pay for gas.
Jeff (my boyfriend) got a ride into the city Friday night to spend some time with me. I was ecstatic to see him. I had missed him greatly since I saw him the Sunday before. We did nothing, which we both enjoy greatly with each other. We just lounged around in bed and talked and watched crappy TV while making fun of the commercials. He stayed the night. I couldn't wait 'til Sunday to give him his birthday present, so I did so a little early. I got him a very delicate, but beautiful hand-made silver, steel and brass bracelet made up of various size rings and hexagons. It looks great on him... then again, EVERYTHING looks great on him (especially NOTHING at all). He got together with some of his friends on Saturday afternoon. They went out... everyone got plastered. I was a little upset that he didn't stay the night Saturday, but that's just me being selfish. All of his close friends LOVE me... they all agree that I am the best thing that has ever happened to him and that they have never seen him as happy as he has been since we got together. I have to realize that he will want to spend alone time with them... it's just hard to do as I see him so rarely as well. He came over Sunday afternoon and we snuggled and took a little nap. We got up at 7pm and called Mike (one of his best friends) to come over to my place so we could get ready to make the trip up to Buffalo for The Black Party. Josh, Steve, Joe, Patty and Gina all met up with us at R.J.'s and we started our caravan up the thruway. We made it to Marcella's at around 11:30 and were lucky enough to actually find a spot in the parking lot. The club was packed. Jeff's ex (as well as one my ex's) Tony was there. The only reason that this was any sort of problem is that Tony didn't know that we were dating. Tony kindda flipped out 6 weeks prior when he figured out that Jeff and I had hooked-up. He told me, via an I.M., that if I EVER spoke to Jeff again that he would put a bullet through my skull. Tony has a right to be upset... I am partially responsible for their breakup. Luckily, he never confronted me. He did pull Jeff aside a couple times to talk to him. At one point, he tried to kiss him, but Jeff refused it. My ex (and now one of my best friends) Konrad was also out, so I had alot of people around me to make me feel safe. The party was great. I had a ton of fun. Afterwards, Jeff, Mike and myself went over to Konrad's place to hang out for a while. We drove back to Rochester at noon on Monday. Jeff and I lounged in bed Monday afternoon and he stayed the night. He got picked up this morning to go to work. I won't see him again for a couple weeks. I'm trying not to concentrate on that. I Love this boy so very much.... I miss him when he's not by my side.
He asked me to marry him Friday night. It was touching that he asked, but as much as I wanted to say 'yes' and continue on our little fairy-tale path, I had to be a realist and decline. I told him that if he feels the same way about me on July 24th, 2006 to ask me again. I've never wanted anything so badly in my life. We are the epitome of compatibility.... emotionally, intellectually and sexually. I can only hope that it continues. Once you've tasted something so good that you never knew it existed, it's kindda difficult to even think about not having it at some point in the future. All I can do is to be myself and hope that that continues to be enough for him.
I'm off to bed.... gotta be up for work in the morning.
Oh.... here's a picture from Sunday night at The Black Party. Konrad, myself, Jeff and Mike. It's a pretty crappy pic of me, but everyone else looks good.
I received a call from Shelly (my old boss at Kaufmann's) on Wednesday. She is in a very sticky situation regarding the Lauder counter. It seems that since I left, EVERYTHING has gone to hell. She asked if I would come back as a freelancer for three weeks during gift. I accepted (I had to.... I NEED money so I can get my car fixed and eat something other than ramen noodles). I started today. One of the girls that worked under me also came back today to freelance during gift. She only did it because I was going to be there. While I am there, I will also be training the new counter manager so that she can handle things when I leave. It's not as bad as I thought it would be. I'm working for Lauder again, but this time, it's on my terms. I'm working a seven hour shift (10am-5pm) Monday thru Friday with the weekends off AND I'm making almost 50% more hourly than I did as the counter manager while still getting my commision. I'll make enough during my three week run to pay for my car repairs AND have enough left over to pay October's rent and insurance. The only difficult issue is my lack of transportation. There is a bus that runs out there, but it only runs once and hour, and it ends up taking nearly 40 minutes to get there. I'd have to leave my house at 8:15 am to make it to work by 10 am (including the one mile walk to the closest stop I can catch the damn bus at). Luckily, Kate started back at MCC last Thursday, so she has offered to drop me off any morning she has to work if I help her pay for gas.
Jeff (my boyfriend) got a ride into the city Friday night to spend some time with me. I was ecstatic to see him. I had missed him greatly since I saw him the Sunday before. We did nothing, which we both enjoy greatly with each other. We just lounged around in bed and talked and watched crappy TV while making fun of the commercials. He stayed the night. I couldn't wait 'til Sunday to give him his birthday present, so I did so a little early. I got him a very delicate, but beautiful hand-made silver, steel and brass bracelet made up of various size rings and hexagons. It looks great on him... then again, EVERYTHING looks great on him (especially NOTHING at all). He got together with some of his friends on Saturday afternoon. They went out... everyone got plastered. I was a little upset that he didn't stay the night Saturday, but that's just me being selfish. All of his close friends LOVE me... they all agree that I am the best thing that has ever happened to him and that they have never seen him as happy as he has been since we got together. I have to realize that he will want to spend alone time with them... it's just hard to do as I see him so rarely as well. He came over Sunday afternoon and we snuggled and took a little nap. We got up at 7pm and called Mike (one of his best friends) to come over to my place so we could get ready to make the trip up to Buffalo for The Black Party. Josh, Steve, Joe, Patty and Gina all met up with us at R.J.'s and we started our caravan up the thruway. We made it to Marcella's at around 11:30 and were lucky enough to actually find a spot in the parking lot. The club was packed. Jeff's ex (as well as one my ex's) Tony was there. The only reason that this was any sort of problem is that Tony didn't know that we were dating. Tony kindda flipped out 6 weeks prior when he figured out that Jeff and I had hooked-up. He told me, via an I.M., that if I EVER spoke to Jeff again that he would put a bullet through my skull. Tony has a right to be upset... I am partially responsible for their breakup. Luckily, he never confronted me. He did pull Jeff aside a couple times to talk to him. At one point, he tried to kiss him, but Jeff refused it. My ex (and now one of my best friends) Konrad was also out, so I had alot of people around me to make me feel safe. The party was great. I had a ton of fun. Afterwards, Jeff, Mike and myself went over to Konrad's place to hang out for a while. We drove back to Rochester at noon on Monday. Jeff and I lounged in bed Monday afternoon and he stayed the night. He got picked up this morning to go to work. I won't see him again for a couple weeks. I'm trying not to concentrate on that. I Love this boy so very much.... I miss him when he's not by my side.
He asked me to marry him Friday night. It was touching that he asked, but as much as I wanted to say 'yes' and continue on our little fairy-tale path, I had to be a realist and decline. I told him that if he feels the same way about me on July 24th, 2006 to ask me again. I've never wanted anything so badly in my life. We are the epitome of compatibility.... emotionally, intellectually and sexually. I can only hope that it continues. Once you've tasted something so good that you never knew it existed, it's kindda difficult to even think about not having it at some point in the future. All I can do is to be myself and hope that that continues to be enough for him.
I'm off to bed.... gotta be up for work in the morning.
Oh.... here's a picture from Sunday night at The Black Party. Konrad, myself, Jeff and Mike. It's a pretty crappy pic of me, but everyone else looks good.