One Week at a Time

Spent most of the week cleaning up messes - some self inflicted.

* Made peace with TheMan this week, with dinner and a nice night out, which reminded me that at one point in our lives we actually enjoyed stuff like this.

* Struggled at work trying to finish a project while construction guys and movers swarmed around preparing for our move while renovations are done. Typical SIC, we had our worse quarters in years and our stock plummets, so what does the Band of Bozo’s running the company do - keep spending.

* Ran into another face from the past, C, one day while shopping. It's always awkward running into someone who's only connection you is one night in bed. But C was always cool, and friendly - even after he found out who I was. We talked for a bit and agreed to keep in touch after he gave me his number. Afterwards, I added it to my long list of numbers I’ll probably never call.

* Visited one of the schools I worked years ago to visit some friends and join them for drinks afterwards. It struck me how little had changed for many of them, besides the wear and tears of their profession. Their talk was dominated by children and their jobs, which reminded me of why I left. Later, I approached my old friend, MrGreen, about the real reason why I had come by - to find out what he knew about BlueEyez being back in town. The nappy hair giant hadn't heard anything about her but would ask around - then delivered a shot by suggesting I ask MrA. Wiseass! (Side note - MrA is a story for another day).

* Had to listen to my friend, MsHillary, who in her mid-fifties has become one of those loyal members of Hillary’s army. In Hillary, she sees a lot of herself and her own life story so she remains a steadfast supporter of her, despite her fight with Obama. She was incensed about a Boston Globe article regarding her girl and vowed not to vote "any of those son of a bitches" if she didn't win. Tired of the same old boy's politics, this women, like many others like her, have drawn their line in the sand with Democratic Party - either let a woman run things for once or its hello four more years of Republican rule. How serious the potential threat to an Abomey campaign the disenfranchising of thousands of woman supporters remains to be seen but if they're anything like MsHillary, the damage could be disastrous in another close election.

* Went out one night alone and saw PrettyEyez, which lead me to do a 180 and exit. Not that I was being shady, I just find it hard to be around him without remembering that night. Weeks later, I still can't shake the flashbacks of our night together. Ended up at P where I danced with this cute black guy who I had never seen before. We barely said two words most of the night but he had nice lips - if u get my drift.

* Finally, I was summoned to the tower by LordVader, who after several weeks of silence wanted to see me again. We had dinner, where we talked mostly about him which I didn’t mind because it was less time spent talking about me. As I listened to him, I thought how both hypnotizing and scary the dark one could be. Unlike most of the men in my life, Vader does little to hide who he is, what he wants and how he feels about something. Unfortunately, it usually comes at the expense of others. After a few more hours of our usual visit, I made my exit and made the long walk to South Station in the rain - but it did little to wash away the nasty feeling I had.