Friday, Saturday and Sunday got interesting.

Friday night I went to the Cuff, and ran into Harry we talked a while. It was good to see him again. I left at about midnight and went to the Eagle. Dave and I were supposed to talk there, about getting together on Saturday. Well, Dave wasn't there. I guess it's over with Dave. I'm not interested in persuing anything.

Instead, I met Tim. Tim is Harry's friend. He owns a ranch out in Spokane, he's also a bit of an author Tim was a nice guy. We were impulsive and decided to go to Levenworth together the next day. It was an interesting trip, and I learnt alot about Harry in the process.

Some juicy details...

I think Harry had a big crush on Tim. Tim mentioned that he conviced Harry to buy an F-350, just like Tim drives. Also, When I first met Harry, he had a small saddle hanging from his mirror. Well, so does Tim.

I also heard more about Harry's restraining order story. One time, months ago, Harry and Brian had a messy breakup. Brian developed a real hate-on against Harry. One night, Tim and Harry pulled into the Federal Way rest area and Tim went for a pee. They were just about to leave we a couple of cop cars pull up. The officers ID Tim and Harry, and then serve Harry with a restraining order. Brian had told the cops that Harry was stalking and threatening him. Brian was at the rest area, and called the cops when he saw Harry's truck. The restraining order prevented Harry from going to some of the popular bars and, from going to the Federal Way rest area!

A few days later Harry and Brian appear before a judge to clear up the restraining order. Tim went along as a character reference. During the hearing, Harry and Brian started to negiotiate over the locacations Harry could and could not go. Now here is the pathetic part-- Harry really wanted access to the Federal Way rest area, and tried to negotiate with Brian that Harry would be allowed to park in one part of the rest area, and Brian the other. This confused the judge-- he couldn't understand what was so important about a highway rest area. Tim said he was shaking his head at that part; negotiating access to cruisy public areas really doesn't help that straight community become comfortable with gays.

Quick ending; when the judge dug further, he determined that Harry was not stalking or threating Brian. The restraining order was thrown out.

Back to me...

Tim ended up spending Saturday night at my place. Maybe we'll get together again. Maybe not. Tim said he was going through a lot right now, and couldn't make any commitments.

Sunday I went with Brian (A different Brian than Harry's Brian) to EMP. It was fun, expensive but fun. I'm trying to figure out how to keep Brian away from me. Telling him to stay away doesn't work. Now I'm trying to slowly push more and more time between visits. He's going through a lot of stress right now. So that might not work. I kind of bad about this. He feals happy when he's with me.

Not much has happened over the past week. Work, sleep and eat. Work, sleep and eat. Yesterday, Thanksgiving, I had dinner at Tom and Joy’s. They had about 20 people over. I was so stuffed that I was in pain.

Tonight I’m having another Thanksgiving dinner at Eddie’s (and his wife, I forget her name)

Brian is really pressuring me to spend time with him. I don’t want to. It’s over between us. Yet, he’s happy when we are together. I feel guilty. I want him to get over me. I tell him that it’s over, I try to stay away from him, but if I don’t return his calls, or if I keep telling him to stay away, he shows up at my place un-announced.

I sort of had a date on Tuesday. I had the day off because we were moving offices. Monday night I went out and had a drink at the Eagle. One of the bartenders there, David, has been working on me for years (Wow, have I been in Seattle for 3 years already?) So, I finally agreed to go out with him. We decided to go to the Scenic Hot springs. From the highway to the hot springs, it's a 45-minute hike up a steep hill. It's already snowing around springs, so the hike up was slippery. When we got there, we lucked out and got the hot springs all to ourselves. It was fun messing around in the hot springs, watching the sunset and the stars coming out.

But then we had to hike down. Remember how I said it was a 45-minute slippery walk up? When we left, it was dark, and just as slippery. We both fell a lot. I've got an inch long gash on my left arm from hitting a rock one time when I fell. Dave's hands have numerous small cuts from some of his falls, and his left elbow is bruised pretty badly.

For the most part I had fun.

Other than that, Tuesday I had lunch with Ryan. We went to Tokyo Oh! Teriyaki. Ryan and I have decided to write an essay about the Teriyaki shops in Redmond. There are dozens of them; they are all, almost exactly the same. About the only difference is how diarrheic the Teriyaki makes you. It’s so Redmond—full of ethnic imports that are just homogeneous and bland. Look for the essay real soon now.

Admitting that you’ve fucked up is liberating. Yes, part of you doesn’t want to do it because, well, you’ve fucked up. It’s easier to believe a lie, than to admit you are wrong. But when you actually do it, you’ve got proof that at least part of your soul is honest, and wants to improve.

I saw Terry again at the Cuff. He’s still dating that guy. They seam to be happy. I’d like to date Terry, and I regret what happened between us. When I look at his boy friend, I’m not jealous; I’m reminded of my selfishness.

Brian is stalking me. I ran into him at the Cuff on Friday. He said he wanted to sleep with me, but I told him no. We ended up fighting over it outside of the Cuff. I walked away and told him to stay away. He shouted at me to come back and fishing talking to him. He also said he was going to go to my house. I shouted at him to go back to the Cuff, and have fun with his friends.

When I drove home, I didn’t park in my driveway. I parked around the corner. Sure enough, 15 minutes later, Brian drove up to my house. He called me too, but I didn’t pick up. After a few minutes he left.

Saturday night, I stayed home. At 4:00am I someone called. I didn’t pick up. A few minutes later someone started knocking at the door. I looked out the window. It was Brian. I went down and opened the door. He told me that he locked the keys in his truck. He was really drunk, he couldn’t stand without wobbling.

So I let him in, and we slept together. He was hung over the next day. In the morning we called AAA to open his truck. It took 2 hours for the locksmith to get here.

After he got his keys back, Brian apologized and left. He asked me I wanted to have dinner that night. I said no because I had hockey. He tried to arrange something during the week. I was very non-committal. I should have said no, but I didn’t want to get into another fight with him. Later on that day, he called and apologized again.

Sunday night I went to the Cuff. This is when I saw Terry and his BF. Dwayne is back from Nebraska. So I talked to him for a while. Terry and I exchanged glances, but it may just be that he’s looking at me because I look at him. Brian was there too When I left, he followed me out and apologized again. I wish Brain would get over me.

At 10:30pm I played hockey. My new team is pretty weak, but improving. We lost 5-3. I think I’m playing the best I’ve ever played. Not that I’m a great player. I’m thinking more, and I can finally do emergency sprints. I still have to work on carrying the puck.

The Team is fun. Even though all but 4 of us are new, we have a lot of good guys and girls. We decided that our team is for people who are gay, gay friendly or straight women who want to pick up men.

Let’s see what happened. Started dating Harry again. Not much happened there. We got together a few times, but nothing major

Went to a Hallow'een party at Bill and Trerri's? (Friends of Ryan and Jen) had fun, stayed out late.

Thursday I had lunch with Ryan.

Went to L.A. to visit Andy over the Nov 2nd weekend. I had lots of fun. We ate at many good restaurants, drank too much. I got laid twice! I’ve got to watch myself. Friday night we ate at some Mexican Restaurant. (Millies?) When we left, a guy chased me out of the bar, and gave me his number. Later, Andy took me to the Fault Line. Andy let on that he wasn’t sure the Fault Line was my kind of bar. When I got there, it was. He smiled at me, and said he was just managing expectations. I met a nice guy there, Greg. Spent the night at Greg’s place. I invited Greg to Andy’s party on Saturday night, but he didn’t show up. I called him and invited him to dinner on Sunday, but no call back. Oh well.

Saturday night, at Andy’s party, I met Kevin. We had sex after every one left.

I was a pig. But I was happy. Andy mentioned that Seattle isn’t my kind of town. It’s been so long since I met a guy that I was attracted too, and who is attracted to me.

I bought Ryan, Jen and Jason gifts from L.A. From the Hustler store, I got Ryan&Jen some erotic dice. From the Pleasure Chest, I got Jason some anti-mastrabation patches.

Tuesday Andy and I ended again. He’s still kind of confused about the whole thing, and I tried to explain it to him, (without telling him about Greg and Kevin) but that didn’t really clear things up. What else can I say? I’m an emotional idiot.

Tuesday night, election; w still don’t know who won. Florida is being recounted, because the results showed that Gore only trailed bush by 1200 votes.