Party Pooper
Sunday November 18th, 2012
154lbs
Several flutes of a very expensive champagne that was given to me as a birthday gift.
Good Evening Y'all.
Things over the past couple of weeks have progressed well...
Arthur and I have decided we have an unusual friendship and we are going to leave it at that. I am wrapping up the busiest season my work this past week. My birthday weekend and the very sexy Grant has been very keen to keep by my side to Atlanta's various social events. I have not had a crush on a boy in a very long time but maybe... maybe finally I could get use to this handsome man taking me home every night. I purposefully still have not slept with him. I was planning to on Friday after my birthday celebration. (or in the morning in case we party too much, lol). I really really like him.
I text (BTW I think texted sounds incredibly stupid) Grant earlier in the week explaining this was my last busy week at work and apologized for not being so available but would love him to be my date on Friday for my birthday festivities. He graciously accepted and I was beside myself excited. HURRAH! This week so was so busy but I couldn't think of anything but how excited I was for Friday and hopefully finally letting Grant get intimate with me. I even bought cute new shoes, and outfit & underwear for the occasion. (I spent way too much money on BTW). I wanted to look my best. I even left work earlier during the my busiest week of the year on Thursday to go to the salon to get my silver covered, my hair cut and my brows down. I went on a liquid diet starting Tuesday and did push ups and crunches every day to make sure he was happy exploring what I had to offer. I really wanted this to be special.
After work on Friday I hurried home - or tried to hurry home in busy Atlanta rush hour traffic. In what typically takes me 17 minutes to get home took me an hour and 15 minutes. CRAZY, right? I ran into my studio stripped - shaved showered and got myself looking quite dapper. The night went perfect. Cocktails at Frank's home was a nice start-up and dinner was lovely and cocktails out after at Oscar's and Felix's was fun! All the time Grant with his arm around me nibbling on my neck or kissing me. All my close friends finally getting to meet him and liking him too. Always a good thing. If friends don't click it never works. This was looking like finally perhaps a good start to another year.
I had to work Saturday morning because I used up all my vacation taking care of Wyatt during his surgery in Pittsburgh earlier this year so I couldn't stay out too late. I asked to leave and Grant said he wanted to stay and party and he'd sneak in later. I didn't care b/c I was drunk and thought he should enjoy his weekend. Jeffrey and Mark drove me home and I slept well. I woke up the next morning by myself. I text Grant and he said he had a way too much fun night. We even sweet text a bit. I must admit I was extremely disappointed he was not there with his arms wrapped around me. SAD FACE. I had plans to cook dinner at Frank's Monday night and Grant was invited to Frank's Birthday dinner which is on Tuesday so I decided not to be pushy and thought I'd wait until one of those days to let him finally get lucky.
After work yesterday I called the usual suspects to see what's up. Arthur and I already had plans to go out drinking but I wanted to see what others were doing too for perhaps debauchereous collaboration. Frank answered first and said he was too tired from "too much partying last night". I called Jeffrey next who was shopping at Perimeter with Mark. I drive thru Perimeter to go home so we decided to meet for dinner. We met up at a Target and while walking to Seasons 52 the conversation went like this...
Me: So what did you guys think of Grant? I think he might be worth trying to keep around.
Mark: looks at jeffrey and keeps quiet
Jeffrey: I hate him
Me: what?
Jeffrey: Frank fucked Grant last night
I'm heart broken...
The guy I have been oober crushing on the past couple of weeks just had sex with my best friend... on my birthday... while he was my date... and my friend turns 70 on Tuesday. Really F-ing really? F-ING really? I have never had so many thoughts inside my head going at once in a very long time.
Shouldn't one at least be untitled to some type of monogamy for at least the day? Fuck it's not fair. And you want to know what hurts most? Jeffrey said Frank was bragging about it brunch earlier that day. My friend doesn't even have any remorse. I never felt so hurt or lost since I have been here. I want to (temporarily) go home and just cuddle and talk with Wyatt about it. I can't stop thinking about anything else the past day. I don't want to lose a friend over a trick but how can he treat me like this and think it is okay? I would never do that to one of my friends.
I am sorry I don't think I can finish this entry... I want to be back in Pittsburgh
Good Night
154lbs
Several flutes of a very expensive champagne that was given to me as a birthday gift.
Good Evening Y'all.
Things over the past couple of weeks have progressed well...
Arthur and I have decided we have an unusual friendship and we are going to leave it at that. I am wrapping up the busiest season my work this past week. My birthday weekend and the very sexy Grant has been very keen to keep by my side to Atlanta's various social events. I have not had a crush on a boy in a very long time but maybe... maybe finally I could get use to this handsome man taking me home every night. I purposefully still have not slept with him. I was planning to on Friday after my birthday celebration. (or in the morning in case we party too much, lol). I really really like him.
I text (BTW I think texted sounds incredibly stupid) Grant earlier in the week explaining this was my last busy week at work and apologized for not being so available but would love him to be my date on Friday for my birthday festivities. He graciously accepted and I was beside myself excited. HURRAH! This week so was so busy but I couldn't think of anything but how excited I was for Friday and hopefully finally letting Grant get intimate with me. I even bought cute new shoes, and outfit & underwear for the occasion. (I spent way too much money on BTW). I wanted to look my best. I even left work earlier during the my busiest week of the year on Thursday to go to the salon to get my silver covered, my hair cut and my brows down. I went on a liquid diet starting Tuesday and did push ups and crunches every day to make sure he was happy exploring what I had to offer. I really wanted this to be special.
After work on Friday I hurried home - or tried to hurry home in busy Atlanta rush hour traffic. In what typically takes me 17 minutes to get home took me an hour and 15 minutes. CRAZY, right? I ran into my studio stripped - shaved showered and got myself looking quite dapper. The night went perfect. Cocktails at Frank's home was a nice start-up and dinner was lovely and cocktails out after at Oscar's and Felix's was fun! All the time Grant with his arm around me nibbling on my neck or kissing me. All my close friends finally getting to meet him and liking him too. Always a good thing. If friends don't click it never works. This was looking like finally perhaps a good start to another year.
I had to work Saturday morning because I used up all my vacation taking care of Wyatt during his surgery in Pittsburgh earlier this year so I couldn't stay out too late. I asked to leave and Grant said he wanted to stay and party and he'd sneak in later. I didn't care b/c I was drunk and thought he should enjoy his weekend. Jeffrey and Mark drove me home and I slept well. I woke up the next morning by myself. I text Grant and he said he had a way too much fun night. We even sweet text a bit. I must admit I was extremely disappointed he was not there with his arms wrapped around me. SAD FACE. I had plans to cook dinner at Frank's Monday night and Grant was invited to Frank's Birthday dinner which is on Tuesday so I decided not to be pushy and thought I'd wait until one of those days to let him finally get lucky.
After work yesterday I called the usual suspects to see what's up. Arthur and I already had plans to go out drinking but I wanted to see what others were doing too for perhaps debauchereous collaboration. Frank answered first and said he was too tired from "too much partying last night". I called Jeffrey next who was shopping at Perimeter with Mark. I drive thru Perimeter to go home so we decided to meet for dinner. We met up at a Target and while walking to Seasons 52 the conversation went like this...
Me: So what did you guys think of Grant? I think he might be worth trying to keep around.
Mark: looks at jeffrey and keeps quiet
Jeffrey: I hate him
Me: what?
Jeffrey: Frank fucked Grant last night
I'm heart broken...
The guy I have been oober crushing on the past couple of weeks just had sex with my best friend... on my birthday... while he was my date... and my friend turns 70 on Tuesday. Really F-ing really? F-ING really? I have never had so many thoughts inside my head going at once in a very long time.
Shouldn't one at least be untitled to some type of monogamy for at least the day? Fuck it's not fair. And you want to know what hurts most? Jeffrey said Frank was bragging about it brunch earlier that day. My friend doesn't even have any remorse. I never felt so hurt or lost since I have been here. I want to (temporarily) go home and just cuddle and talk with Wyatt about it. I can't stop thinking about anything else the past day. I don't want to lose a friend over a trick but how can he treat me like this and think it is okay? I would never do that to one of my friends.
I am sorry I don't think I can finish this entry... I want to be back in Pittsburgh
Good Night