Monday, September 30, 2002

I've been busy lately.

Friday night, C2 and I had dinner at Siams.

Saturday, C2, Mathew, Sandy and two of the PB's went camping at at Lake Cushman. It was fun; sunny and warm on Saturday, sunny and cool and Sunday.

Saturday C2 and I hiked around the Stair Case Rapids. The rest of the guys went boating. Originally, C2 and were going to boat with the others, but when C2 saw the "Bridge Out-- Trail Closed" sign for the Stair Case Rapids, it became a challenge. We had do do the trail and cross the rapids, even if there wasn't a bridge.

We managed-- jumping from rocks fallen trees. The river was so low that it wouldn't cause too many problems even if we fell in.

Sunday morning C2 drove back early to spend the day with his parents. The rest of us hiked along Lake Cushman. It was beautful and weird. Lake Cushman is an artifical lake formed in the 1930's. Right now the lake is low enough that you can see the thousands of tree stumps that line the bottom of the lake. The trees were big-- five to ten feet in diameter.

Wednesday, September 25, 2002

Quiet evening. C6 and I have been emailing each other. This weekend he's heading down to the Folsom Street Fair in S.F.

I'm of two minds when in comes to C6. He's a handsome man and he seams to be attracted to me. At the same time, he's a big partier. He goes to the Folsom Street Fair SF. The White Party in Palm Springs, Southern Decadance in Orleans. I lead a much more quiet life. I do a lot, but I'm not very involved in the gay life.

I'll just take it easy and get to know him better.

Monday, September 23, 2002

Hmmm. They are cleaning out Larry's office.

I worked with Larry for 4 years. About 6 months ago he vanished. About 3 months ago I ran into him on the street. he said that the stress of work was affecting his heatlh, so he took some time off to recuperate. He had a cold for a few months that wouldn't go away. A few weeks later he was back at work. Then a week later he vanished again.

Today an admin is cleaning out his office. She is not even bothering to seperate out his personal stuff. I wonder what happened. He was living a very hard life. I know his girlfriend and he were doing a fair amount of drugs. I hope he's ok

Sunday, September 22, 2002

I went up to Vancouver for the weekend to meet a guy, Frank. A while back, Steve introduced Frank and I. We both work for the same company. We had dinner together and I spent the night at his place. We had breakfast with some of his friends and then went rollar blading in the afternoon.

Downtown Vancouver is a beautiful city.

Frank is into cars and motor cycles. He races his Mustang a few times a month. His Mustang has lots of custom modifcations.

We'll see what happens between Frank and I. Vancouver is 3 hours away. I wonder if he will spend a weekend down here.

Friday, September 20, 2002

I helped Steven move into his new town house. He now has a great place about 10 minutes from where I live. This is cool. We'll be able to hang out more often.

I met his real-estate agent. She is a nice woman, but very Bellevue Blond. Bellevue Blonds are beautiful, attractive, career driven women. They may earn six figures, but in Bellevue, every one earns six figures and ordinary town houses start at $250,000.00. So, they still have to work their asses off to keep up.

I also met his neighbor. He's a 24yo party boy. Steve and I suspect his daddy bought him the townhouse. He's 24yo and going to school. There is no way he can affort his townhouse.

Now I look at my place, and I'm kind of jealous of Steve. Steve says all I really need is a boyfriend who can decorate.
Yesterday was a very Mexican food kind of day. I had lunch with C2 and Cor at Azteca. After work I had drinks and finger food with some workmates at Mi Casa. Later I had dinner with Mathew and Sandy at Z'Tajas.

Bleah. I'm eating too much food and not exercising enough. I now have a small pot belly. I have to watch it and not let it get bigger.

Mathew and Sandy are doing ok. Mathew wants to come to Vancouver with Sandy and I, but it looks like there is a money issue. One of his customers hasn't paid him yet so things are tight.

Cor's husband is here from Boston. Cor is also seeing another guy, so he told me that if anyone asks, he's out of town on business. Cor also mentioned that he's taking his husband to some of Seattle's Bars. The bar's he mentioned are the bars he normally stays away from. I guess he doesn't want his husband to find out that everyone at the Cuff knows him.

Wednesday, September 18, 2002

Things I didn't want to know...

Cor uses my computer-- it has a good monitor and a fast conneciton. I have no issues with him using it. In fact, I gave him his own account so he has a bit of privacy from my prying eyes.

Today, next to the computer, I found an empty packet of lube.
Hmm. I don't know what happened between C6 and I. We had dinner. We went to bearaoke. We flirted a lot. I still don't know if it was a date, or a just friends thing.

Although, he did ask me to email him.

Tuesday, September 17, 2002

I've been working a lot over the past couple of days.

Out of the blue, C6 called me up and asked me out for dinner. We are meeting at Angelino's and afterwards going to bearaoke at Guppie's. I don't know if this is a date thing or a friend thing

Sunday, September 15, 2002

Yesterday was Roger's birthday. Who is Roger? He's a fairly popular bear who lives in Olympia. Although it's not his day job, he's done a few pornos. He has a lot of friends. He throws big parties birthday parties.

Olympia is about 90 minutes from here, so C2 and I made a day trip of it.

We started off by visting the Museum of Glass in Tacoma. Nice building. Lame museum. All of the interesting work was outside. We paid to get in and then... There is very little art on the inside. There is a working glass hot-shop.

In the middle of the gallery (There was only one room) a band, or performance art group, or something, was performing. They were pouring and dropping water into various containers. Many people were standing around, listening intently. After about 10 minutes, the band stopped and a lot of people applauded. C2 rolled his eyeballs and said "Dear Lord!"

I guess neither C2 nor I will be paitrons of the arts.

After the Museum of glass, we drove along the South Sound to Olympia. We stopped off at a couple of State Parks and walked around. There are many-many nice houses along the waterfront. Rumor is that Bill Gates has a house along the South Sound. We couldn't figure out which one though.

Had dinner in Olympia-- a seafood feast that came with bibs. We used the bibs. Eating crab is messy.

At about 9pm we reached Roger's. Roger was very glad to see me. We have a fair amount in common-- we both grew up in the middle of no where to very religious parents. We now both work in the high-tech industry. Also, since I won't sleep with him, I might be a bit of a challenge for him. Anyways, it was nice to see Roger again.

There were a lot of guys at the party. I tried chatting up a couple of nice-guys but nothing worked out. One wasn't interested in me. The other started having sex with someone else.

The sex... well... there wasn't a lot of sex. There were a few groups getting it on. Most of the guys were just talking and drinking.

At about midnight, the talking&drinking people were leaving and the sex people were staying, so C2 and I left for home.

Saturday, September 14, 2002

Before dinner last night I talked with C2. When I mentioned that Bruce broke off our friendship, C2 was a confused and suprised. I told C2 why Bruce ended the friendship-- because I joke-slapped him. At first C2 didn't remember the slap. When I told him the events leading up to the slap, he said "Oh yeah. I remember that. That was it?" C2 also commented that Bruce keeps cutting himself off from his friends.

So, C2, Cor, Mathew, Sandy and I dinner together. Mathew, Sandy and I decided to go to Vancouver next weekend. C2 may come.

Afterwards we went to the Cuff. Said hello to the crowd. Drank a bit and then went our seperate ways.

Friday, September 13, 2002

Stupid Friendships.

Thursday at noon I dropped by Bruce's office to see if he wanted to have lunch. He was very short with me, said he was busy and couldn't make it to lunch. When I got back, I had this piece of email...

----- Original Message -----
From: Bruce
To: BC

BC,
I am not happy about the events on Tuesday night so I think we have to take a break from each other for awhile.


This kind of confused me. A bit later I got this message from C3...

----- Original Message -----
From: C3
To: BC

Hey BC,
Thank you for taking the time to send me these pictures, they look really great.
It was nice to have you at my party, and to spend some more time with you.
I need to tell you something as a friend, and as Bruce's partner.
You hitting Bruce on the head, was and is, completely inappropriate.
You not only ruined the party for him, you hurt him physically as well.
I don't know what you thought you were doing, but I do know that
an explanation to him and apology is in order.

C3


Did I hit Bruce on the head? Yes, I slapped him. It wasn't very hard, Bruce didn't say 'ow' or stop me or back away. There were no marks. In fact, he laughed.

This is what I wrote Mathew about the incident...

Last Tuesday was C3's birthday. The restaurant that
Bruce brought us to has really great desserts, Even so, Bruce brought a big
birthday cake. Well, during cake Bruce and I were talking and I
mentioned that I would have rather had the Tiramisu (Selfish of me, I know)
Bruce loudly shouted "C3, Barry isn't happy with your party." I
really didn't want everyone to know about my Tiramisu thing, so I jokingly
slapped Bruce. I don't know how hard I really slapped Bruce. In hind-site it
may have been to hard.

The party continued on from there. I though everything went fine. Bruce
and I talked and joked a bit more. At the end of the night I hugged Bruce
and Chris good bye and then went home.


I've send Bruce an apology and an explanation.

Now I'm tired. I really don't care that Bruce isn't talking to me.
I'm annoyed that Bruce couldn't tell me directly how he felt.
I'm also annoyed that he waited two days to get C3 to tell me.

Mathew is surprised that I apologized. Especially since Bruce didn't confront me about it and instead broke off our friendship. If you are annoyed with someone, you say so. You don't harbor a grudge, wait a few days, end the friendship and get your parter to deliver the message.

Tonight I'm having dinner with C2. We'll see what he thinks. He was next to me Tuesday night, saw everything and has good judgement. Mathew and I can sometimes be insenstive. C2 will be blunt and honest.

Thursday, September 12, 2002

Last night C2 and I went to a 9-11 memorial service. It was a good service.

Afterwards we had cake at Dilettante's. C2 drove home and I had a beer at the Cuff.

At the Cuff I talked to Officer Robert. Lately I've been thinking about getting a motorcycle. Every time I do this, I hear about a horrible accent and I put the decision off for six months. Well, Officer Rob told me about two accidents. His parnter was driving pursuit-style (Really Really Fast) took a bad corner, skidded out, and will be in the hospital for six weeks.

Rob also told me about an 18yo who on Tuesday night was driving a motorcycle at 140 mph on the Alaskan Way Viaduct. He hit a cement pillar. Rob said most of the body came out through the face mask.

He told me a lot more, but I don't want to remember the details.

Anyways. I'm not going to buy a motorcycle this year.

Wednesday, September 11, 2002

Sometimes at work I surf the web until I'm bored. So bored that real work is less boring. Only then do I stop surfing the web and become productive.
Last night was C3's birthday. We had dinner at Beppo's.

When I ask C2 "when is your birthday?", he always evades the question. At Beppo's, C2 was short on pocket space. He gave me his wallet and keys so he wouldn't lose them. Of course I opened up his wallet, pulled out his drivers License and read his birth date. He saw me do it. Afterwards he said that was clever and evil.

C3's birthday was fun. Unfortunately, Bruce and C3 brought a birthday cake in from an outside bakery. Normally that wouldn't be bad, but the only reason to go to Beppo's is for the desserts. Beppo's service is slow. The food is mediocre and over priced. But, the desserts are incredible. They have great Tiramisu. So when Bruce brought a birthday cake, it was disappointing

C2 has had a weird sort of internet date. He met the guy on the net. For several days the two were exchanging long and personal emails. Then C2 asked “So, since you only broke up with you ex 3 months ago, are you sure you are over him?”

They guy replied “You know, my ex just called last Saturday. And I do kind of miss him. I guess I should try and work things out with him before I see you. Sorry about that.”

C2 has had a good laugh about that. In the space of a week, he’s gone from a quick email romance, to a fast email dump.

Sunday, September 08, 2002

Friday night I had dinner with C3 and to of his friends, J & K. In a weird coincedence, J & K just met the previous week and had a date on Thursday.

After dinner, I went out, and well, I actually went home with a guy. I like him. I'm not sure things will work out, but we have exchange email since then.

Saturday night I went to Ryan and Jen's Alcohol party. That idea was that you had to bring food based on alcohol. I made beer can chicken. You open up a beer can, and stick it in a chicken and then BBQ it that way. As the beer evaporates, it moistens the chicken.

There were a lot of good desserts there-- chocolate rum cake, tiramisu.

Ryan, Kam and I are trying to figure out what to do about hockey. Jen said I could play with her team, but I'd like to stick with Ryan and Kam. They will play more competative. But we need 13 people for a team. Right now we only know of 8 or 9 guys that are vailable.

Sunday night we had a "Three's Company" moment. Cor has a partner nicked-named Possum, who lives in Boston. The two of them were married in Vermont. Because of Cor's not an American (he's here on a work visa and can only work on certain jobs) they haven't been able to live together for the past three years. They still call each other frequently and Cor is planning to one day move back in with Possum

Before we started cooking, Cor talked to Possum on a cell phone. While we were cooking, Cor and I talked about our future plans and about his situation with Possum. Cor said that even though he sleeps around a lot, Possum anchors him. He wants to one day live with Possum.But for now he feels it's all right to sleep around. He doesn't think that Possum has ever slept around.

When we sat down for dinner, Cor looked at his cell phone-- it was connected. He put it up to his ear and said "Hello." Then Cor's eyes started to buldge. The cell phone was still connected to Possum. Possum heard everything Cor and I said while we were in the kitchen.

After a few minutes of awkward conversation, Cor turned his cell phone off. He is shocked that Possum now know everything.

We'll see what happens.

Friday, September 06, 2002

Last night I had drinks with some of the guys from work. One of the upper managers noted that the big feature for our next release wasn't ment to be. We wound up with it through a series of managment mistakes and changing priorities.

We didn't mean to do it. All the features we ment to do were killed and this was the only thing left behind.

Thursday, September 05, 2002

I took it easy last night. I watched "Dogma," a comedy about two fallen angels trying to get get back into heaven and the people/angels/muses/profits trying to stop them. It's good movie for anyone who has ever stopped going to church. Dogma is an intelligent silly comedy. There are lot of crude jokes and swearing. But, the attention paid to Catholic Dogma is interesting. The writer obviously knew a lot about the church.

Tuesday, September 03, 2002

I had dinner with Mathew and Sandy (Mathew's boyfriend) It looks like they've worked out their differences.

Towards the end of the night, we were arguing if Mathew was narcissistic, selfish or merely spoiled. He would agree that he was spoiled and a tad selfish, but he wouldn't agree to narcissitc.
Last night Cor and I watched "Chasing Amy" a good, grown-up, evil, romantic comedy. Lot's of gay jokes. In the the end, boy and the girl don't get together and live happy ever after.

Monday, September 02, 2002

Sunday morning I drove up to Winthrope to spend the night with Mathew and his BF. I used to say "Mathew and his ex" but it looks like they worked things out and are back together.

After a series of miscommunications. (Cell phone service in Winthrope sucks) I mised Mathew. I spent the afternoon swimming by myself at a lake just north of Winthrope.

I finally met up with Mathew and his ex at 8pm. We headed back to the cabin, had a few beers, catted and then went to bed.

We drove back around noon. The weather west of the mountains was Sunny and warm. The weather east of the mountans was cool and rainy. Looks like summer has left Seattle.

Sunday, September 01, 2002

Cor is in a bit of a tight spot. A couple months ago he tricked with a guy in Miami. Well, today the guy showed up in Seattle. He's spending the weekend here. Cor said he didn't want to be with the guy; he didn't want him to come here. I sort of lent a sympathetic ear. But, at the end of the day somebody said "Yes" and it wasn't me.

Cor asked me if I though the guy was attractive. He was hoping to pawn the guy off on me. The guy is attractive, but I don't feel like making Cor's life easy.

Tonight C2, Steven, Steven's boyfriend and I went to see Cirque du Soleil: Dralion. Cirque du Soleil is a circus that doesn't use animals-- all acrobats and clowns. Dralion is a good show. C2 and I lucked out and got great seats-- 4 rows from the front.

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