Status change

[evilgerbil]

Holy crap, I've got a boyfriend. Last night I met him at his work and he brought me orchids because he remembered I grew them as a child. we played around downtown, an area almost totally foreign to me but part of his regular stomping ground. We walked around a few galleries at the Downtown Artwalk, sneaked into old-fashioned off-limits stairwells and kissed, attended a musical performance, got caught up in an impromptu sidewalk marching band parade, went for delicious Japanese food at Joy Mart in Little Tokyo (and boy was he glad he made reservations, as three couples in front of us were turned away). We polished off a bottle of sweet sake and spent the dinner either eating or nose to nose, smiling. And then he took me to a speakeasy where we drank and smoked and met some of his friends. He is the neatest boy ever. The bands were great, and the combination of lighting, music, and the dress of many of the patrons made me feel like I was right back in prohibition. Jeff was totally in his element, and it was a big difference. His posture, his mannerisms, his smile were all different, with not a trace of self consciousness. It was great. I can't wait until he's like that all the time with me.

I am destroyed today. Half a bottle of unfiltered sake, a big glass of whisky, tumbling into bed after 1 am and not sleeping until light:30. I have been made of tired ever since I met Jeff. I am enjoying myself a lot but look forward to things calming down a bit. We're very much in the starstruck infatuated fumbling ohmygodwhatamIdoing stage. The last time I did this, I was 23. I was a child, a puppy, barely a year out of cutting myself. Now I'm a sane woman, and there's this great man that wants to be with me.

Gosh.