there she goes a little heartache
weddings are the best part of marriages. at least for the guests. tom got back from australia to see his best mate in a suit, making vows and crying a little when the priest proclaimed them husband and wife. me and tom recalled our threesome and our drug-fuelled escapades. i wonder if m. still remembers when he was free. at the reception me and a. sat with tom, evan (and his girlfriend) and a couple more people. evan was his old self and pretty much ignored his girlfriend - which makes me hope he finally realized what a bitch she is. better late than never.
me and ethan went to the babyshambles gig. we didn’t know what to expect, but pete wowed and charmed the crowd.
my office is in charge of the vip area of a festival here in town and during the past couple of weeks i went to see a bunch of concerts. i was very impressed with james blunt’s performance. but i still can’t stand the guy, his voice and his music.
on thursday i took two girlfriends of mine to see lenny kravitz. we got drunk on margarita in the vip area and made our way to the front row just as lenny and his band were hitting the stage. he was late and there was something wrong with his throat, but who cares when he’s so damn hot? he did a good show, sang some of my favorite songs and did all the right moves. when i met with my boss i was on fire. we joined the entourage in the backstage and after a while they told us lenny and the band were ready to leave and go somewhere to grab a bite. so off we went. at dinner i was sitting a couple seats away from lenny but then i went out for a smoke and when i came back the guy who was sitting next to him was now sitting at my place and talking about the 80s with my boss. i sat next to lenny. he turned to me and started preaching about god and saying how love was all around and peace was in our hearts and we just needed to find a way to let all this love and peace come together to fight the evil of the world bla bla bla. i wanted to tell him that i had found god too. that god was actually sitting next to me and please could we go back to my place so he could show me heaven? i didn’t, of course. but those were the best three hours of my life. he smells great, he has a sexy voice and when he laughs, it comes from the heart. the way he looked at me made up for the lack of action.
on friday i went to see rem. it wasn’t their best show, but it’s rem, they’re history. me and my boss went to say our hellos and - as they were leaving town the same night - we joined them for a quick toast. i was glad i didn’t have to go out to wine and dine again. i met tom and m. instead and we partied til the early hours.
weekends are mines and a’s. i usually join him on saturday, i hang out at the clubs where he plays and we spend sunday chilling and relaxing. since we got back from cannes something has changed. he’s more affectionate and i don’t mind. i like it when he introduces me to his friends as his girlfriend and i like it when his friends tell me they’ve heard a lot about me. he’s sweet and caring and treats me well. whenever i spend the night at his place the sheets are clean, there’s an extra robe in the bathroom and my favorite ice cream in the fridge. whenever we kiss goodbye, he hands me some of my favorite fashion magazines, a bottle of cherry juice and a pastry so i won’t get bored, thirsty or hungry on the train ride. he always calls when he says he will and he even calls when i least expect it. he listen when i talk and remembers everything i say, even the stupid things. he’s nice to my friends. i’m afraid he’s more into this relationship than i ever will. but i really really like him and i want to make things work. i’m not going to run away this time.
me and ethan went to the babyshambles gig. we didn’t know what to expect, but pete wowed and charmed the crowd.
Click to viewmy office is in charge of the vip area of a festival here in town and during the past couple of weeks i went to see a bunch of concerts. i was very impressed with james blunt’s performance. but i still can’t stand the guy, his voice and his music.
on thursday i took two girlfriends of mine to see lenny kravitz. we got drunk on margarita in the vip area and made our way to the front row just as lenny and his band were hitting the stage. he was late and there was something wrong with his throat, but who cares when he’s so damn hot? he did a good show, sang some of my favorite songs and did all the right moves. when i met with my boss i was on fire. we joined the entourage in the backstage and after a while they told us lenny and the band were ready to leave and go somewhere to grab a bite. so off we went. at dinner i was sitting a couple seats away from lenny but then i went out for a smoke and when i came back the guy who was sitting next to him was now sitting at my place and talking about the 80s with my boss. i sat next to lenny. he turned to me and started preaching about god and saying how love was all around and peace was in our hearts and we just needed to find a way to let all this love and peace come together to fight the evil of the world bla bla bla. i wanted to tell him that i had found god too. that god was actually sitting next to me and please could we go back to my place so he could show me heaven? i didn’t, of course. but those were the best three hours of my life. he smells great, he has a sexy voice and when he laughs, it comes from the heart. the way he looked at me made up for the lack of action.
on friday i went to see rem. it wasn’t their best show, but it’s rem, they’re history. me and my boss went to say our hellos and - as they were leaving town the same night - we joined them for a quick toast. i was glad i didn’t have to go out to wine and dine again. i met tom and m. instead and we partied til the early hours.
weekends are mines and a’s. i usually join him on saturday, i hang out at the clubs where he plays and we spend sunday chilling and relaxing. since we got back from cannes something has changed. he’s more affectionate and i don’t mind. i like it when he introduces me to his friends as his girlfriend and i like it when his friends tell me they’ve heard a lot about me. he’s sweet and caring and treats me well. whenever i spend the night at his place the sheets are clean, there’s an extra robe in the bathroom and my favorite ice cream in the fridge. whenever we kiss goodbye, he hands me some of my favorite fashion magazines, a bottle of cherry juice and a pastry so i won’t get bored, thirsty or hungry on the train ride. he always calls when he says he will and he even calls when i least expect it. he listen when i talk and remembers everything i say, even the stupid things. he’s nice to my friends. i’m afraid he’s more into this relationship than i ever will. but i really really like him and i want to make things work. i’m not going to run away this time.