Arrivel of the Finest Form!
Tonight felt like Monday night, but it was really Thursday. Tonight I usually went to Menjos, but I didnt know if I was feeling up to it tonight. Tonight was also White Justin's last night in town. I wanted to see him, but I was extremely tired from work. The Married Man also wanted to go out with me. After our last outing, I wasnt to sure if I wanted to go out with him. I broke down and made plans with the Married Man to go to Menjos. When I told Justin of my plans, he said he had no one to go with and wanted to come. I had a delma. I would have much rathered gone with Justin and shot down the Married Man, but I was trapped. In the end, I ended up taking them both with me. There we were, the three of us. Most odd two friends to bring together, and yet here we were. Married Man and Justin bonded over both having lived in California. They talked about the club life, and the gay life in general. I was suprised how much they managed to bond. We reached the bar, and the Married Man had to pay for me because my bank account had now reached 0 dollars. Instantly, Justin and the Married Man hit up the bar. We went out on the patio and talked with some people, and then went back inside and walked around. There were not that many people that I knew suprisingly. The creepy shot boy, Albert, who looked like a terorist with a pony tail, tried to get on me in order to get me to buy a shot. I refused because I had no money. We met up with Birmingham Charlie, who appearently use to date the Married Man. We all headed back out onto the patrio. While the Married Man and Charlie talked it up, Justin and this Wil kid who he was somewhat meeting there talked it up as well. I looked to my right and saw a guy that looked somewhat like Justin Razacek from the side. The more I kept looking at this guy, the better looking he was. I wanted to just get up and say hi, but I was so shy. I called MA for advice, and he told me to just use the "ive seen u on myspace" line. I refused to use that line. I saw my oppurtunity arise when I saw who was trying to flirt with the guy. Mitchell, from last week. The one who was all over Drumstick boy. I decided to go say "Hi" to Mitchell and out flirt his ugly form. I also saw sitting there EMU's friend Keith. So getting into conversation was fair game.
I said Hi to Mitchell, and had to remind him who I was. Then he introduced me to the gorgeous boy, who I found out name was Nate. Nate. Nate. Nate. Looks wise, there was no body in that whole bar that could top him in terms of his outer shell. He looked exactly like Asshole at his best, and even his voice sounded just like Asshole's. Come to find out he was 24 years old, Keith's friend and a grad student at U of M. He was very close to getting his medical licence. I was extremely impressed. I had just then proven myself wrong about meeting good people in bars. I had just met one. Someone better then Cheat. I knew if I brought on my game, I could out flirt Mitchell, which is exactly what I did. I was nervous as all hell, but had the upper hand because I knew Keith. During my flirting attempts, the Married Man and Justin kept coming up to me. Justin was very drunk and it took everything I had to convince him to leave me alone because I was trying to flirt. Nate, Keith and I ended up going back inside and getting more drinks. Well, they did anyway. I could not get over how Goregous and perfect Nate was. I dubbed him "The Finest Form" throughout Metro Detorit. As he walked up to the bar, I questioned Keith more. That's when the shot down came through. Keith told me that Nate had had a bf for a year and a half and that the bf lived in Lansing, but they did distance quite well. I must say, I was super disapointed. Here, a guy that fit all my criteria, a perfect 20 out of 10. He had Asshole's looks and Stephen's self motivation and direction. Perfect. After it began to sink in that he was taken, I began to think about time. Was every second of our lives controlled by fate? Or is life just a series of random occurences? If I wasn't perpetually 10 minuets late, would be life be totally different? If I would have found Nate last year when I "took over" Ann Arbor, would we maybe be together now? Was it true after all? Is timing everything?
After the two of them got drinks, the three of us went and danced on the dance floor. Though nate insisted he could not dance, he was not half bad. After we danced Nate tried telling how one drink a day was actually GOOD for your system. Soon after, Keith and Nate told me they had to leave because Nate had to get up early the next day. I said Good Bye and informed Keith that A. I wanted to see Nate again, and B. that I would be at Necto tomorrow night. I found my friends, and found that Justin was drunk and told a forehead to "Pick my cotton"...we needed to leave. We left, and just as we left, I watched them pull up Keith's car. It was a tiny, slick, two seater, blue porche! It was perfect! I didnt expect Nate to ride in anything less. After dropping a drunk Justin home, and then dropping off the married man, I headed home. Tonight gave me faith that sometimes, rare, but sometimes, you can meet the best people where and when you least expect it.
I said Hi to Mitchell, and had to remind him who I was. Then he introduced me to the gorgeous boy, who I found out name was Nate. Nate. Nate. Nate. Looks wise, there was no body in that whole bar that could top him in terms of his outer shell. He looked exactly like Asshole at his best, and even his voice sounded just like Asshole's. Come to find out he was 24 years old, Keith's friend and a grad student at U of M. He was very close to getting his medical licence. I was extremely impressed. I had just then proven myself wrong about meeting good people in bars. I had just met one. Someone better then Cheat. I knew if I brought on my game, I could out flirt Mitchell, which is exactly what I did. I was nervous as all hell, but had the upper hand because I knew Keith. During my flirting attempts, the Married Man and Justin kept coming up to me. Justin was very drunk and it took everything I had to convince him to leave me alone because I was trying to flirt. Nate, Keith and I ended up going back inside and getting more drinks. Well, they did anyway. I could not get over how Goregous and perfect Nate was. I dubbed him "The Finest Form" throughout Metro Detorit. As he walked up to the bar, I questioned Keith more. That's when the shot down came through. Keith told me that Nate had had a bf for a year and a half and that the bf lived in Lansing, but they did distance quite well. I must say, I was super disapointed. Here, a guy that fit all my criteria, a perfect 20 out of 10. He had Asshole's looks and Stephen's self motivation and direction. Perfect. After it began to sink in that he was taken, I began to think about time. Was every second of our lives controlled by fate? Or is life just a series of random occurences? If I wasn't perpetually 10 minuets late, would be life be totally different? If I would have found Nate last year when I "took over" Ann Arbor, would we maybe be together now? Was it true after all? Is timing everything?
After the two of them got drinks, the three of us went and danced on the dance floor. Though nate insisted he could not dance, he was not half bad. After we danced Nate tried telling how one drink a day was actually GOOD for your system. Soon after, Keith and Nate told me they had to leave because Nate had to get up early the next day. I said Good Bye and informed Keith that A. I wanted to see Nate again, and B. that I would be at Necto tomorrow night. I found my friends, and found that Justin was drunk and told a forehead to "Pick my cotton"...we needed to leave. We left, and just as we left, I watched them pull up Keith's car. It was a tiny, slick, two seater, blue porche! It was perfect! I didnt expect Nate to ride in anything less. After dropping a drunk Justin home, and then dropping off the married man, I headed home. Tonight gave me faith that sometimes, rare, but sometimes, you can meet the best people where and when you least expect it.