Aug 16-17 Weekend
Posted 08-18-2008 at 09:48 PM by tUrBuLeNt
Aside from some photos of some baked goods, I had not blogged in ages. Just had been feeling numb and bleah about most things. This past weekend however, has been one of the sweetest times I've had in a very long while.
Friday night, I had decided to just skip gym. I was tired, pissy and I just wanted to take a break. I ended up going home, finishing off an entire contained of vodka & jello…which I pretty much paid for the rest of the night and the next day. From now on…no more booze on nights before I play tennis. It's not so much the booze, I think…prob the loss of brain cells from puking it out that got to me. An awful feeling. Each time I accelerated my pace and my heart rate when up, I felt waves of nausea and dizziness hit me…but I still wanted to play.
Fei, Peter and the crew had to leave and give up the court a little while I got there. I was going back and forth in my mind about what to do. Common sense told me to go home and take a break. Of course, who am I to listen to common sense? So I stayed behind, to wait for the Keith and Dan to show up and for court to free up again. I actually hit a little with the guy, Steven, that had taken over the court (sometimes I feel like I know almost all of the tennis familiars at Seward ^_^). He was alright, but his gf was probably getting impatient so they had to leave...then Keith showed up just in time. I thought after resting a bit, I'd be ok to play again. After only hitting for about 2 hours, I was really starting to feel it again and my stomach and legs kept cramping up. Ended up leaving around 5:30 PM.
When I got home, I started baking cupcakes because Lynne, one of the attorneys in my firm, was coming to visit the office on Monday with her family. Her kids call me the cookie lady because I've mailed them treats before. ^_^
I saw Alex online, with his status saying he was ultra bored. Ok, some background. Alex is someone I've known from the days of AsianAvenue, before it became AsianAve. We've been chatting on and off for a very long time. Always just friendly bsing…no flirting or inclination to meet or even talk on the phone. The only time I made contact was by sending him cookies on his birthday. I figured we had been chatting for so long (more than a year), I wanted to do something special for him. It was a simple friendship.
Anyways, back to the present. So it was late at night and I started joking around and asked if he found extra strength boredom reliever. He hadn't and asked for suggestions, so I made a few in jest and we were just having fun. I asked why he wasn't out on such a beautiful Saturday night, and then he suggested we go out for a friendly drink. I was surprised, but figured it might be fun. I'd just be at home fighting the cramps and trying to find some way to sleep anyway. Some company might be nice. It was a little strange, talking and seeing Alex for the first time, after only chatting for so long. He was really comfortable and fun to be with. For some reason, his goofball sense of humor reminded me of Danny or Bobby. They all seem to be able to make up stories and scenarios on the fly. We had a drink at some quiet bar and was just talking and joking. Neither of us were tired after the drinks so he takes me to this marina/pier in Queens. I forgot the name of it, but it's by the Citibank building and the East River. We a gate that was open and saw couples milling around so we walked in. Not long after, some cops pulls us, along with the other people) to the side and took out IDs and said they were going to write us a ticket. The officer that took Alex's ID saw that he was in the military and asked some random questions and seemed to be joking around. I couldn't tell if the officers were serious about the tickets. In the end, it was cool. The officers just wanted to give the people a scare and a warning. I thought it was sweet of Alex to say that he would take care of my ticket. I wouldn't have let him, but it was still nice of him to say so.
We didn't leave the pier, but hung out on the open area by the water instead and just talked for about an hour or so. On the way back, he showed me this place by Astoria Park and a monument that he honored. We were sitting around for a while and some guys drove past and were yelling through the windows of their car. I wasn't sure what they said, but Alex said, "You've just been hollahed".
*This is a mushy part* It was about 4/5 AM when Alex drove me back to my place and we did all the niceties and formalities and hugged. There was a slight hesitancy and then we kissed. At first it was just a simple kiss on his cheek, but then I saw something in his eyes and on his face that I also wanted, so I took a chance and kissed him on the lips…and we kept kissing. It just felt so sweet and warm. It seems like it's been a long time since I felt that way…and definitely a much longer time that I was with someone who I wasn't talking about sex with or who was trying to grope me. He was an absolute sweetheart and gentleman. Even though I was enjoying the feeling, at the back of my mind, was the usual dread of having to tell someone about my situation…with Alex even more so, as I really was starting to like him a lot. Heh…enough that I completely blocked out some guys I had been talking to previously. Am I in trouble? Maybe…I just kept telling myself not to think about it or see too much into it. It was only friendly kissing. Nothing more, nothing less.
The next morning, when I got up, my right calf muscle was sore,enough that I was limping…but I still wanted to try to get some tennis in before Danny came over to hang out. It was a beautiful day and I didn't want to waste it. I was only able to play for about an hour or so before my calf cramped up and I couldn't play. It was too sore to move fluidly on the court so I just packed up and went home. It was still early, around 3 PM. I hadn't decided what to do with the rest of the day. I didn't really have to do laundry this week, did the baking and washed my floors already, wasn't in the mood for a movie. Danny hadn't called about when he was coming over so I figured maybe he wasn't feeling well enough yet or changed his mind. I saw that Alex was online studying and we just started chatting a bit and he suggested we do something. I was a little surprised that he'd want to hang out with me again so soon, but I guess he enjoyed my company just as much as I did his. ^_^
I didn't have any ideas, but I just wanted to be outside and maybe take a walk. He picked me up later and surprised me by going to Alley Pond Park. He was laughing at me because although I've played at the tennis courts there before, but I never even knew there was a park attached. We walked along the different trails. It was a beautiful day for a walk and even though we both got kind of bitten, it was cool. There was mostly comfortable silence during the walk, with him cracking the occasional joke here and there.
After the walk, we went to have drinks at Tequila Sunrise. Yummy. We stayed there for a couple of hours, just talking and some kissing, before we went over to another marina. It was already 10PM when we got there, but we hung around there for a little while, just hugging and kissing (he wasn't gropping at me at all!). I hadn't felt this sweet and comfortable with someone in so long it seems. Still at the back of my mind, I knew I would have to tell him about my situation. I've said it before…every time I have to say it to someone, a part of myself goes numb...or dies…same thing. You reap what you sow.
We walked back to his car, making a few random stops to make out. He drove me back to my place and we continued making out in the car. A small part of me wanted to just wait till he got back home and online before I told him, but that would just be wrong. Besides, I also wanted to see his actual reaction when I told him. At a kissing break, I told him. He wasn't freaked out about it, fortunately, but he was honest about it. He said it was new territory for him and that if it ever came to that point, he would be afraid. Understandable. But then he said he wanted to continue spending time with me and we were kissing again.
Naturally, I didn't expect him to be able to respond coherently as I kind of just threw it at him out of the blue. It wouldn't be right not to tell him and let things continue without him knowing what he was getting into. I chatted with him for a little while after he got home and asked him to just let me know if any questions or comments come to mind later on. *Sigh* So…what am I supposed to feel and think now?
Friday night, I had decided to just skip gym. I was tired, pissy and I just wanted to take a break. I ended up going home, finishing off an entire contained of vodka & jello…which I pretty much paid for the rest of the night and the next day. From now on…no more booze on nights before I play tennis. It's not so much the booze, I think…prob the loss of brain cells from puking it out that got to me. An awful feeling. Each time I accelerated my pace and my heart rate when up, I felt waves of nausea and dizziness hit me…but I still wanted to play.
Fei, Peter and the crew had to leave and give up the court a little while I got there. I was going back and forth in my mind about what to do. Common sense told me to go home and take a break. Of course, who am I to listen to common sense? So I stayed behind, to wait for the Keith and Dan to show up and for court to free up again. I actually hit a little with the guy, Steven, that had taken over the court (sometimes I feel like I know almost all of the tennis familiars at Seward ^_^). He was alright, but his gf was probably getting impatient so they had to leave...then Keith showed up just in time. I thought after resting a bit, I'd be ok to play again. After only hitting for about 2 hours, I was really starting to feel it again and my stomach and legs kept cramping up. Ended up leaving around 5:30 PM.
When I got home, I started baking cupcakes because Lynne, one of the attorneys in my firm, was coming to visit the office on Monday with her family. Her kids call me the cookie lady because I've mailed them treats before. ^_^
I saw Alex online, with his status saying he was ultra bored. Ok, some background. Alex is someone I've known from the days of AsianAvenue, before it became AsianAve. We've been chatting on and off for a very long time. Always just friendly bsing…no flirting or inclination to meet or even talk on the phone. The only time I made contact was by sending him cookies on his birthday. I figured we had been chatting for so long (more than a year), I wanted to do something special for him. It was a simple friendship.
Anyways, back to the present. So it was late at night and I started joking around and asked if he found extra strength boredom reliever. He hadn't and asked for suggestions, so I made a few in jest and we were just having fun. I asked why he wasn't out on such a beautiful Saturday night, and then he suggested we go out for a friendly drink. I was surprised, but figured it might be fun. I'd just be at home fighting the cramps and trying to find some way to sleep anyway. Some company might be nice. It was a little strange, talking and seeing Alex for the first time, after only chatting for so long. He was really comfortable and fun to be with. For some reason, his goofball sense of humor reminded me of Danny or Bobby. They all seem to be able to make up stories and scenarios on the fly. We had a drink at some quiet bar and was just talking and joking. Neither of us were tired after the drinks so he takes me to this marina/pier in Queens. I forgot the name of it, but it's by the Citibank building and the East River. We a gate that was open and saw couples milling around so we walked in. Not long after, some cops pulls us, along with the other people) to the side and took out IDs and said they were going to write us a ticket. The officer that took Alex's ID saw that he was in the military and asked some random questions and seemed to be joking around. I couldn't tell if the officers were serious about the tickets. In the end, it was cool. The officers just wanted to give the people a scare and a warning. I thought it was sweet of Alex to say that he would take care of my ticket. I wouldn't have let him, but it was still nice of him to say so.
We didn't leave the pier, but hung out on the open area by the water instead and just talked for about an hour or so. On the way back, he showed me this place by Astoria Park and a monument that he honored. We were sitting around for a while and some guys drove past and were yelling through the windows of their car. I wasn't sure what they said, but Alex said, "You've just been hollahed".
*This is a mushy part* It was about 4/5 AM when Alex drove me back to my place and we did all the niceties and formalities and hugged. There was a slight hesitancy and then we kissed. At first it was just a simple kiss on his cheek, but then I saw something in his eyes and on his face that I also wanted, so I took a chance and kissed him on the lips…and we kept kissing. It just felt so sweet and warm. It seems like it's been a long time since I felt that way…and definitely a much longer time that I was with someone who I wasn't talking about sex with or who was trying to grope me. He was an absolute sweetheart and gentleman. Even though I was enjoying the feeling, at the back of my mind, was the usual dread of having to tell someone about my situation…with Alex even more so, as I really was starting to like him a lot. Heh…enough that I completely blocked out some guys I had been talking to previously. Am I in trouble? Maybe…I just kept telling myself not to think about it or see too much into it. It was only friendly kissing. Nothing more, nothing less.
The next morning, when I got up, my right calf muscle was sore,enough that I was limping…but I still wanted to try to get some tennis in before Danny came over to hang out. It was a beautiful day and I didn't want to waste it. I was only able to play for about an hour or so before my calf cramped up and I couldn't play. It was too sore to move fluidly on the court so I just packed up and went home. It was still early, around 3 PM. I hadn't decided what to do with the rest of the day. I didn't really have to do laundry this week, did the baking and washed my floors already, wasn't in the mood for a movie. Danny hadn't called about when he was coming over so I figured maybe he wasn't feeling well enough yet or changed his mind. I saw that Alex was online studying and we just started chatting a bit and he suggested we do something. I was a little surprised that he'd want to hang out with me again so soon, but I guess he enjoyed my company just as much as I did his. ^_^
I didn't have any ideas, but I just wanted to be outside and maybe take a walk. He picked me up later and surprised me by going to Alley Pond Park. He was laughing at me because although I've played at the tennis courts there before, but I never even knew there was a park attached. We walked along the different trails. It was a beautiful day for a walk and even though we both got kind of bitten, it was cool. There was mostly comfortable silence during the walk, with him cracking the occasional joke here and there.
After the walk, we went to have drinks at Tequila Sunrise. Yummy. We stayed there for a couple of hours, just talking and some kissing, before we went over to another marina. It was already 10PM when we got there, but we hung around there for a little while, just hugging and kissing (he wasn't gropping at me at all!). I hadn't felt this sweet and comfortable with someone in so long it seems. Still at the back of my mind, I knew I would have to tell him about my situation. I've said it before…every time I have to say it to someone, a part of myself goes numb...or dies…same thing. You reap what you sow.
We walked back to his car, making a few random stops to make out. He drove me back to my place and we continued making out in the car. A small part of me wanted to just wait till he got back home and online before I told him, but that would just be wrong. Besides, I also wanted to see his actual reaction when I told him. At a kissing break, I told him. He wasn't freaked out about it, fortunately, but he was honest about it. He said it was new territory for him and that if it ever came to that point, he would be afraid. Understandable. But then he said he wanted to continue spending time with me and we were kissing again.
Naturally, I didn't expect him to be able to respond coherently as I kind of just threw it at him out of the blue. It wouldn't be right not to tell him and let things continue without him knowing what he was getting into. I chatted with him for a little while after he got home and asked him to just let me know if any questions or comments come to mind later on. *Sigh* So…what am I supposed to feel and think now?
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You always have the most interesting weekends! :D
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