Hmmmmm, possibly again?
I want to journal about what's up with my relationship with Zachary. Last week we went out on Monday night..then had great sex (which I journaled about) than we went out Tuesday night and had quieter--but great sex. So, while we were out on Tuesday, we talked about seeing the new Harry Potter film. Zachary mentioned he couldn't sit thru the first two nor could he read the book. I told him that this movie was directed by a different director and was supposed to be much darker and scarier than the first two. Well, Zachary agreed to se Harry Potter with me, but said, "If I see Harry Potter with you, it has to be a double feature. "
"What do you mean--a double feature?"
"This thursday lets go see the Chelsea Classics showing of Evita, which I absolutely love, then we'll sneak over and see Harry Potter."
"Okay, sounds good to me. Evita then Harry Potter!"
That was Tuesday. On Wednesday, I call him and ask if he'd like to meet before the movie to grab some dinner.
"Sure, Matthew, That sounds good. Oh, by the way, my friend Nan is coming to the movies with us, so we'll need to behave at the movies. Okay?"
"Ummm, okay, I guess."
I felt kinda awkward about it; but couldn't find the words to say so. I mean it was just movies and he wasn't really asking me if I was okay with his friend coming along. He was telling me that we couldn't get frisky like we did last time we went to the movies. I think I journaled about it--when we saw Riddick and he unbuttoned my jeans and fondled me throughout the movie?
Anyway, Thursday afternoon, Zachary calls and leaves a message on my cell phone, "Matthew, I'm gonna flake on you today. I can't make dinner before the movie; but, I'll see you infront on the theater at show time."
I called him back and said I was disappointed; but I would see him at show time. Welp, he calls me an hour before showtime and says, "Matthew, depending on what theater Evita is playing in, what do you think about seeing Garfield the Movie?"
"Not too excited about that, Zachary, But I guess it depends on which theater each movie is in."
So, we meet at the theater, nan joins us, and they are talking about what time and which theater Garfield is in. There is no talk about Harry Potter at all. This makes me a little suspicious and starts pissing me off. I mean, the whole movie idea started off as a way to see Harry Potter. I decide to wait and see what is going on. We get inside the movie theater and they spend several minutes deciding between two rows--literally two rows , one in front of the other--like it is really going to make a difference!!! They finally decide and we sit--Nan, then Zachary, then Me on the aisle. They both tell me that a 'loud obnoxious man comes every week to see the classic movie and always laughs loudly and inappropriately. If he sits anywhere near us we will have to move!"
Again, I say to myself, "ummmmm, okay!"
Well, guess who comes and sits by us?!?! I see this rather large man walking down our aisle. He is smiling and wearing a loud and colorful parrot shirt. I think to myself, "He looks like a fun person and I love the shirt!!" Zachary leans over and says, "We have to move. That is the man!" Pointing to the man I was just thinking looked like fun. So we move to the far side of the theater. Meanwhile, nan has been talking and planning on how we will be sneaking into see Garfield. No mention of Harry Potter. That is really pissing me off. I mean, what the fuck is she even doing here?!?! Now, I am even asking myself the same question, "What the fuck am *I* doing here?" I figure I may just watch Evita and then call it a night--let them go watch Garfield by themselves, or maybe, I'll go watch it with them. I'll just play it by ear. Either way, my feelings are hurt that I am being so disrespected--hurt and angry. I plan to address this with Zachary; but not during the movie--doesn't seem like the appropriate time or place. Zachary notices I am upset. "Whats the matter?" "nothing, shitty day (which was true!), we'll talk later." I put my arm around him and try to make nice during the movie. I do notice that Mister Inappropriate doesn't laugh or behave inappropriately. Hmmmmmm.
After the movie, Zachary and Nan spend several minutes figuring how to sneak past the ticket guy and go upstairs to see Garfield. I finally have had enough. "C'mon. Follow me." I march past the ticket guy--who could careless!--and walk up the stairs. Zachary and Nan sheepishly follow. I notice both harry Potter and Garfield playing on the upstairs area. They walk towards Garfield. "So, we're not seeing Harry Potter, huh? We're seeing Garfield?" I say, stating the obvious.
Nan says, "Ugh! Who'd want to see Harry Potter?!?"
"ME!"
"What?" she asks.
"Well, you asked who'd want to see Harry Potter--I would!!"
We walk into Garfield and sit down. Zachary leans over to me and says, "Harry Potter doesn't get over til 1am and you have an early morning. Could you stay that long?"
"That's really a nonissue because we are here watching Garfield."
"We'll just watch this for 30 minutes then we'll go over and see Harry Potter when it starts."
"Thanks, but neither you nor nan want to see Harry Potter , so I'll just see it some other time. Now lets watch the movie."
Thirty minutes into Garfield, Zachary announces he hates the film and says we are going to see Harry Potter. I ask him about leaving Nan in Garfield and he says he'll take care of it. Honestly, I think he told her that I was pissed about not seeing Harry Potter and so we were going--even though I had resolved to watch Garfield and was not making an issue out of it. Oh well.
We go over to Harry Potter. I thank him for switching to Harry Potter. we watch the movie we go back to my place and have quick sex. Actually, he pushes me up against the wall in my apartment and gives me a blow job, swallowing when I announce I am about to cum. Afterward, he says, "we can't do that anymore. You know, next week I'm going to go have to have my viral load check. Are you sure you're clean?" I have told him repeatedly that I am clean and I have already swallowed twice with him--NOW he is concerned?!? What it wasn't a problem when I was the one swallowing?!? And is NOW really the time to mention it? Can't we just enjoy the afterglow and later talk about things?? I found that rather insulting and very insensitive--am I wrong? Anyway, I ask him what he is doing friday night. he changes the subject. I ask him again if he has plans for Friday and he changes the subject. I am too tired to really notice.
Okay, so I have an early day on friday--I am done by 1 pm. I call and leave a message on his phone:
"Hey Zachary! I am free for the rest of the day. I still don't know if you have plans today, as you kept changing the subject, so if you are going to be in the City. Give me a call and lets get together. I would love to see you." I don't hear from him. Later I get a email from him. He always has quirky subject lines on his emails: Just a little gas, Pain in the ass, Special cream are some of the subject lines he has sent. So I am not too worried when I see "Frightening Zachary" as the subject line. I read the email:
Heya Matthew
Did you know that you (the universal you) aren't allowed to go on more than 2 dates per week? It's true! We had three. Four will scare me. However, the week will be up on Sunday...
I'm supposed to have plans with whatshisname tonight - he hasn't called me yet...
Talk to you later.
Zachary "
"Whatshisname" is an ex of his that he told me they went out for six months then called it quits. He said the sex was horrible.
Anyway, back to the email. I was angry about it. I mean, WTF? I email him back and tell him to call me when the 'appropriate time' arrives. Fuck that! He disrespects me on thursday by inviting his friend then changing the plans to see a movie she wanted to see instead of the original plan. Then he can't call me but emails instead to say he's scare if we have more than two dates a week?!? Technically, we only had two dates last week--Monday and Tuesday. Thursday was a group get together with his friend Nan. AND he doesn't care to see me on Friday even though his friend hasn't called by 5pm on friday? That pisses me off!!!
So tonight is Sunday and no word from him as usual--his pattern is no contact friday thru sunday. He'll call. At least I think he will. Probably, He'll want to get together on Monday as usual. On Monday, I have accepted a coffee date at 6pm with someone a client of mine has set me up with. I'm thinking of telling Zachary. "Oh, sorry Zachary. I already have a date for tonight. Maybe another time. Call me when it is appropriate. "
What do y'all think? Too bitchy or right on target?
I really liked Zachary! WTF?!? Of course, I could be making a mountain out of a mole hill. But with the way my luck has been--I gotta trust my instincts! Something is up!!!
"What do you mean--a double feature?"
"This thursday lets go see the Chelsea Classics showing of Evita, which I absolutely love, then we'll sneak over and see Harry Potter."
"Okay, sounds good to me. Evita then Harry Potter!"
That was Tuesday. On Wednesday, I call him and ask if he'd like to meet before the movie to grab some dinner.
"Sure, Matthew, That sounds good. Oh, by the way, my friend Nan is coming to the movies with us, so we'll need to behave at the movies. Okay?"
"Ummm, okay, I guess."
I felt kinda awkward about it; but couldn't find the words to say so. I mean it was just movies and he wasn't really asking me if I was okay with his friend coming along. He was telling me that we couldn't get frisky like we did last time we went to the movies. I think I journaled about it--when we saw Riddick and he unbuttoned my jeans and fondled me throughout the movie?
Anyway, Thursday afternoon, Zachary calls and leaves a message on my cell phone, "Matthew, I'm gonna flake on you today. I can't make dinner before the movie; but, I'll see you infront on the theater at show time."
I called him back and said I was disappointed; but I would see him at show time. Welp, he calls me an hour before showtime and says, "Matthew, depending on what theater Evita is playing in, what do you think about seeing Garfield the Movie?"
"Not too excited about that, Zachary, But I guess it depends on which theater each movie is in."
So, we meet at the theater, nan joins us, and they are talking about what time and which theater Garfield is in. There is no talk about Harry Potter at all. This makes me a little suspicious and starts pissing me off. I mean, the whole movie idea started off as a way to see Harry Potter. I decide to wait and see what is going on. We get inside the movie theater and they spend several minutes deciding between two rows--literally two rows , one in front of the other--like it is really going to make a difference!!! They finally decide and we sit--Nan, then Zachary, then Me on the aisle. They both tell me that a 'loud obnoxious man comes every week to see the classic movie and always laughs loudly and inappropriately. If he sits anywhere near us we will have to move!"
Again, I say to myself, "ummmmm, okay!"
Well, guess who comes and sits by us?!?! I see this rather large man walking down our aisle. He is smiling and wearing a loud and colorful parrot shirt. I think to myself, "He looks like a fun person and I love the shirt!!" Zachary leans over and says, "We have to move. That is the man!" Pointing to the man I was just thinking looked like fun. So we move to the far side of the theater. Meanwhile, nan has been talking and planning on how we will be sneaking into see Garfield. No mention of Harry Potter. That is really pissing me off. I mean, what the fuck is she even doing here?!?! Now, I am even asking myself the same question, "What the fuck am *I* doing here?" I figure I may just watch Evita and then call it a night--let them go watch Garfield by themselves, or maybe, I'll go watch it with them. I'll just play it by ear. Either way, my feelings are hurt that I am being so disrespected--hurt and angry. I plan to address this with Zachary; but not during the movie--doesn't seem like the appropriate time or place. Zachary notices I am upset. "Whats the matter?" "nothing, shitty day (which was true!), we'll talk later." I put my arm around him and try to make nice during the movie. I do notice that Mister Inappropriate doesn't laugh or behave inappropriately. Hmmmmmm.
After the movie, Zachary and Nan spend several minutes figuring how to sneak past the ticket guy and go upstairs to see Garfield. I finally have had enough. "C'mon. Follow me." I march past the ticket guy--who could careless!--and walk up the stairs. Zachary and Nan sheepishly follow. I notice both harry Potter and Garfield playing on the upstairs area. They walk towards Garfield. "So, we're not seeing Harry Potter, huh? We're seeing Garfield?" I say, stating the obvious.
Nan says, "Ugh! Who'd want to see Harry Potter?!?"
"ME!"
"What?" she asks.
"Well, you asked who'd want to see Harry Potter--I would!!"
We walk into Garfield and sit down. Zachary leans over to me and says, "Harry Potter doesn't get over til 1am and you have an early morning. Could you stay that long?"
"That's really a nonissue because we are here watching Garfield."
"We'll just watch this for 30 minutes then we'll go over and see Harry Potter when it starts."
"Thanks, but neither you nor nan want to see Harry Potter , so I'll just see it some other time. Now lets watch the movie."
Thirty minutes into Garfield, Zachary announces he hates the film and says we are going to see Harry Potter. I ask him about leaving Nan in Garfield and he says he'll take care of it. Honestly, I think he told her that I was pissed about not seeing Harry Potter and so we were going--even though I had resolved to watch Garfield and was not making an issue out of it. Oh well.
We go over to Harry Potter. I thank him for switching to Harry Potter. we watch the movie we go back to my place and have quick sex. Actually, he pushes me up against the wall in my apartment and gives me a blow job, swallowing when I announce I am about to cum. Afterward, he says, "we can't do that anymore. You know, next week I'm going to go have to have my viral load check. Are you sure you're clean?" I have told him repeatedly that I am clean and I have already swallowed twice with him--NOW he is concerned?!? What it wasn't a problem when I was the one swallowing?!? And is NOW really the time to mention it? Can't we just enjoy the afterglow and later talk about things?? I found that rather insulting and very insensitive--am I wrong? Anyway, I ask him what he is doing friday night. he changes the subject. I ask him again if he has plans for Friday and he changes the subject. I am too tired to really notice.
Okay, so I have an early day on friday--I am done by 1 pm. I call and leave a message on his phone:
"Hey Zachary! I am free for the rest of the day. I still don't know if you have plans today, as you kept changing the subject, so if you are going to be in the City. Give me a call and lets get together. I would love to see you." I don't hear from him. Later I get a email from him. He always has quirky subject lines on his emails: Just a little gas, Pain in the ass, Special cream are some of the subject lines he has sent. So I am not too worried when I see "Frightening Zachary" as the subject line. I read the email:
Heya Matthew
Did you know that you (the universal you) aren't allowed to go on more than 2 dates per week? It's true! We had three. Four will scare me. However, the week will be up on Sunday...
I'm supposed to have plans with whatshisname tonight - he hasn't called me yet...
Talk to you later.
Zachary "
"Whatshisname" is an ex of his that he told me they went out for six months then called it quits. He said the sex was horrible.
Anyway, back to the email. I was angry about it. I mean, WTF? I email him back and tell him to call me when the 'appropriate time' arrives. Fuck that! He disrespects me on thursday by inviting his friend then changing the plans to see a movie she wanted to see instead of the original plan. Then he can't call me but emails instead to say he's scare if we have more than two dates a week?!? Technically, we only had two dates last week--Monday and Tuesday. Thursday was a group get together with his friend Nan. AND he doesn't care to see me on Friday even though his friend hasn't called by 5pm on friday? That pisses me off!!!
So tonight is Sunday and no word from him as usual--his pattern is no contact friday thru sunday. He'll call. At least I think he will. Probably, He'll want to get together on Monday as usual. On Monday, I have accepted a coffee date at 6pm with someone a client of mine has set me up with. I'm thinking of telling Zachary. "Oh, sorry Zachary. I already have a date for tonight. Maybe another time. Call me when it is appropriate. "
What do y'all think? Too bitchy or right on target?
I really liked Zachary! WTF?!? Of course, I could be making a mountain out of a mole hill. But with the way my luck has been--I gotta trust my instincts! Something is up!!!