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I helped unravled and MisterSatan pack. I don't know that I was much help but at least Nihm seemed happy to have someone pet her. It was sad seeing them go.

I missed my alma mater's graduation thanks to a raging headache. I feel bad because I knew a lot of the kids graduating, but whatever.

I stayed home and made cookies for a certain boy who I had a date with the next night and I think I cleaned a bit. I don't really remember.

In the evening, I picked Koleetabot up from work and we went to a Yelp (?) dinner meet and greet. It was OK. Bitch to get a drink through, sheesh.

I got my ass out of work as early as possible to meet up with my date. We walked down to a pier where we heard a woman yelling for some guy on a boat. He was oblivious. Eventually, she did catch his attention. I took video, but unfortunately you can't hear her talking about Bob (or whatever his name was) sailing off into the sunset. So instead here are a few pictures:



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After we realized there wasn't anywhere that served non shellfish dishes, we headed inland and ended up at a cute little Italian place. I had butternut squash ravioli in a nutmeg cream sauce. MMMMMM! He said I was cheating and having dinner and dessert at the same time. He was just jealous.
We went back to his place after dinner and just chilled. We watched a few episodes of what not to wear and teased each other about going on the show.

I eventually curled up in his bed because I was freezing. He joined me and we cuddled. It didn't feel forced or a cover for either party wanting more. And then he bit my ear, talk about a hot and bothered button for me. That just let to naughty things, but more importantly I got all the gentle kisses, caresses and cuddles I could handle. I can't ask for more than that. Unfortunately, the next morning I threw up. I left after that because I just needed to be home. I choose to blame that we stayed up most of the night, which is my fault because when I really like someone, I don't want to go to sleep. I feel like I'll miss out.
I'm sad I didn't spend more time with him because this particular boy lives far far away and I don't get to see him often and he is my favorite. We've discussed things but a relationship isn't possible, at least not now.
But, the best part of this whole situation is that he still talks to me. I get really cute texts and IMs and phone calls. He makes me smile every day, like big goofy grins that I'm sure leaves the rest of the world wondering.

After sleeping for four hours, which I desperately needed, I showered and got dinner (Taco Bell I think, my usual cure-all). Around 10 p.m., I headed out to Alex's bar for Date No. 2. I had fun and would love to go again. Next time I'll drink, but after puking in the morning, I didn't want to give my belly any excuses.

I waited for exoscope to arrive so I could let him into the complex. He unpacked a bit while I read "The Gripping Hand." Once, he was done, we had a shot of amaretto out of some chemistry flasks (how cute), then headed to Cheesecake Factory. Poor kid had driven 27 hours straight, with only an hour of sleep somewhere in there.

After we got a table, the waitress wouldn't leave us alone. I knew it was late and she was either a) trying to make sure the cooks got our order in time or b) just wanted to get out of there, but damn, asking me every two seconds if I'm ready is a pain in the ass. Obviously I'm not ready, leave me alone! So after we get our food, she bothers us again. After she leaves, I say something about how she must want us out of there. exoscope looks around for her just as a manager type walks by. He stops, asks if exoscope needs something, he says no, manager type keeps going. I realize it's the old GM from my restaurant. He was fired for doing drugs while on the job, stealing inventory and in general mucking the place up. I was shocked to see him. He came back two seconds later and chatted me up. Ugh. Turns out he's back together with his wife with a third child on the way. I feel bad for that family. He's stuck in this vicious cycle and the mom and kids will be the ones to suffer.

I didn't do shit this day. I had a photoshoot with redvillain in a Long Beach park and in Downtown Long Beach. I hope it helped him a bit.

Work was a bit of a pain. I'm supposed to be writing a story about recycling. I've had it for a few weeks now, but every time I go to work on it, I get something more urgent to write. I think they're starting to get pissed that I haven't done it yet, but it's like I'm only here so many hours a week. I can't do it all. Or maybe I shouldn't update while at work ...
I left work early to go to Date No. 3 in Hollywood. The plan was to meet up at his place but he got held up at work so we decided to meet at the Mann Theater. Great, except the one block of Hollywood Boulevard I needed to be open was blocked off for a premiere? God, I don't know. I thought I could make a right and just go around the back. Great plan, except there are no left turns on the street I went down. Somehow I ended up on the 101N. As I realized I was going from being super early to super late and that I was horribly lost, I got super frustrated and almost started crying, something I hadn't done in five days. A quick text to Date No. 3 and another to Date No. 1 and I calmed down a bit, but damnit, I hate that city. Nothing good has come of it yet when I'm there. Grrr.

Finally, half an hour after the movie started, I get there. The movie wasn't that great. But at least the company was good.