Drop & Flush? Maybe Not

I've been doing some free lance work at my older sister Pang's job.

It is a small office and the work area I have been assigned to is literally right IN FRONT of the bathroom door.

After a few hours of being there I needed to take a crap... But I couldn't in the office because some genius decided putting the restroom in the middle of the office was a good idea.

I tried to wait until I got home but I was beginning to loose concentration, that's how bad it was getting. Pang suggest I do what she does, GO TO LORD & TAYLOR.

Fuck it.

I go.

They have really nice bathroom lounges.

I go to the 2nd floor, there is a lady just hanging out in the lounge area ALONE.

Time to go to the 4th floor.The cleaning lady is cleaning... Great. She tells me I can use one anyway, I decline.

8th floor it is.

I lay my toilet paper down and in my head I'm thinking do the drop and flush like Sassy Daisy.

I sit and get ready to go when I hear ass explosions from like 3 different directions.

NO SHAME.

Pang, I guess you aren't the only one with this master plan.

He Put His Name On The Card

I know you are all probably thinking WHAT ABOUT SCARF?

Scarf... Here is the latest:

My moms birthday was rolling around. I was planning a very intimate surprise gathering for her and decided against cake. I opted for Cheesecake Factory Cheesecake. Being that I live in the city, there are no Cheesecake Factory's in the city, and I don't have a car, I was either going to have to haul ass or ask for a favor.

I asked for the favor and Scarf was at the receiving end.

He agreed to pick up the cheesecake for me. Awesome!

He is very creative and asked me if I wanted him to spice it up a bit. I told him he could do his thing. He tells me he made a card to go along with it that says its from In My World I Rock and Scarf, and asked if that was ok.

nice right?

this wasn't the original product but it was the only one I could find without the card with our names or any family members in it.

It wasn't a big deal to me UNTIL...Out of courtesy I ask how much do I owe him. He says "it's more but just give me $50". I was taken a back because I honestly didn't think he would charge me. He hands me the receipt from the cheesecake factory and I realize the things I ordered just came out to a total of an estimated $30. Meaning he charged me for all the extra things he spent on making it pretty... Which is cool. It's my moms birthday, I won't cry over spending money on her, and it's just $20 but it is the principle he PUT HIS NAME ON THE CARD!

WTF

3 days later we are at a salsa social. We didn't arrive together and I kind of don't like my personal business out there in that scene so I keep it low key. He on the other hand kisses me hello, good bye, and always sits to chit chat <- which is cool.

I'm sitting alone, minding my business when he comes to me and says "whenever you have time during the week, we need to talk" and walks away.

This shit made me feel like when I was 10 and my mom would tell me "tenemos que hablar". You know that meant nothing good. She would never warn me about talking about anything good.

I decided he wasn't going to keep me wondering until we both had time to talk. It was a busy week for the both of us so it was going to be at least 6 days before that would happen. I told him we could step outside and speak then. Sometimes I just wish I would let things be.

We sat in his car and he basically confessed how much he likes me and how I make him feel.

He hasn't felt this way about a girl since his ex girlfriend (his last and only love). He can tell I sometimes hold back and he doesn't know what to make of that. If I don't want to kiss him I don't have to but he is human and if he isn't something I want I need to let him know so he can let it be what it is.

I explained why I it is I am not affectionate at the socials, and that he knows that right now I am not ready for exclusivity (he doesn't know how I feel about the ex fiance and he doesn't need to know), but I do enjoy him and spending time with him. I always have had a good time. He was content with this response.

He further explained that he is very proud to walk with me and he is lucky to get to know me and be the one to be with me. Then he told me, in non perverted words, that his penis won't be able to act like a gentleman much longer around me.

Hehe.

Other then that... Everything with him has been smoooooth sailing but obviously, if you read the post below this one, I still have some unresolved love for the Ex Fiance.

Enjoy the Memories without Interruptions

I'm sitting in the living room... Feeling very nostalgic.
I've been wanting to sit and look at pictures of the ex fiance and I but I haven't because every time I've had some down time my moms been home... my mom is nosey and I kind of just want to sit and look back, reflect, enjoy the memories without the interruptions of 3,000 questions and personal opinions of outsiders. (The pleasure's of living at home)

What lead to this...

I went to my cousins birthday gathering at a place on 12th street and 2nd Ave. It was a small underground bar/lounge. We were all hanging out at the seating area talking about what girls talk about ;)...
When in walks the DJ...
Who looks like the Ex Fiance's twin.
I mean down to the sneakers he wore. They had same physical features, same stature, same style of clothes, even the same red/blonde beard. I caught myself staring and smiling a few times, and not at the guy himself... It was at what he reminded me of. There were points where it was overwhelming and too much for me to handle. I thought to myself what the fuck is wrong with me? I know what's wrong with me. I still love him very much.
It amazes me how much ONE DAY could change your life.
If I NEVER went to Dirty Disco but that day I went because Sassy Daisy's ex co worker was D.J.ing there that night, or else I would have never met the ex-fiance. I wonder how different my life would have been had we never decided to actually go that day. That DJ invited us out allllll the time and we hardly went. But that day we did...It's not like I would have met him somewhere else.

• We don't go to the same places.
• He doesn't like to go out.
• We didn't have mutual friends.
• I was never in his neighborhood nor him in mine.

I would have not known what his love was like. Although it is a love that lead to some unhealthy habits of his to come out-- it is a love I don't think many people experience.
I might be making excuses for him... but the Ex-Fiance is not a bad guy. He's just been in some shitty situations in the past that he never learned to deal with (funny, his mom was a psychologist), the timing was just not right (neither were his actions, but he is human and we fuck up).

sometimes it is good to just sit back and remember the good... sometimes.

FYI: Girls Poop Too

To go or not to go?

I plan on writing a few of these but I decided to make the first one a little interesting. My neighbor has been dating her guy 9 years and she refuses to fart in front of him.

I think that is ridiculous. Whoever I am with is going to have to know I pass gas. After 9 years, we better be comfortable with each others stink.

Farting almost goes hand in hand with taking a dump. Something Scarf said stood out about how brave he thought I was when he thought I was taking a shit (when in reality I was throwing up) and he admired that because some girls will come up with some weird excuses to leave when they have to release.

How have you broken the ice, if ever?

Every new guy means a new experience, and having to do this all over again. Here goes how I've handled a few of mine.

El Difunto:He had his own apartment. I never lived with him but would stay over from time to time. He had a stand up shower that fit ONE person so taking a shower together was not an option. I would turn on the shower and handle my business and just pray that it didn't smell.

Ex Fiance: We went on a weekend trip to Montreal 2 months and change after we started dating. While in the shower I thought I could let one go without him hearing it. It sounded like a quacking duck and HE HEARD IT! You better believe after that situation all shyness went away. He has been the one I have been most open to about my body functions.

Scarf: He doesn't know yet but during one of my throw up sessions I took a shit. It was one of those "I've been throwing up for hours and can't deal with holding it in" things so I just went. He was sleeping.But we have this road trip coming up. We will be together for over 2 weeks, I'm pretty sure I will have to let him know I GOTTA GO.

Fitness: When I would stay over I would use it while he went to go get breakfast outside.Any other time with other guys I never really stayed over to the point where I couldn't hold it until I got home.

Pls feel free to share one of your boys and #2 bathroom experiences.

Pizza, Pente, and Patron

I don't know why I do this to myself. I don't know why I allow myself to get into these types of situations.

One day Mother Theresa asked me where do I find these guys and what is it that I do to them?
I do NOTHING. I am myself, I know I can be sassy sometimes and I don't hide that. My facial expressions do not lie, they speak louder then my words do so if something is bothering me, I dislike something, or am uncomfortable they know.

I had plans to have a Friday night in with Scarf at his apartment for pizza, patron, and pente. I walk into his house and this is what I find:

Yes... I had to take a picture. I am thinking I was going to find pizza in a box, not this!

We sit down and have white wine and pizza. I had two glasses.

After dinner, we start to play pente. The deal is, you loose you take a shot. Here is where the problem lies:

• We were sipping while we played
• I kept loosing
• Previously I had two glasses of white wine

I am getting nauseous just writing this.

After Pente we start talking about my family (a.k.a. my dad). I teared up talking to him about certain things, ok fuck it, I cried. He opened up about a few things but said he wanted to save that for our trip. I excused myself and went to the restroom. When I sat down on the toilet I realized... I NEED TO GET BETTER AT PENTE. The shit kicked in.

I went back to the couch where he was laying down waiting for me. I laid next to him and felt my breathing get heavy. I already knew, I excused myself and went to the bathroom.

I spent a good 15 minutes throwing up before he started to get worried, at first he thought I was taking a shit but then he didn't hear any pushing.

When I throw up from drinking I need to be left where I am. I cannot move. When he knocked and I instructed him to come that's exactly where he found me. I was laid out in front of his toilet. When I get like that I get some smellllllly gas and I was just hoping he didn't smell it. It was so bad I am pretty sure he did though.

I started to throw up at 11:30. He was there the entire time. He tried to get me to go to the bed but I told him I needed to be left where I was, with my head in the toilet. I laid down and he brought me a pillow and a blanket. I fell asleep on the bathroom floor, I just remember sitting up and throwing up from time to time. I woke up once and remember thinking damn, I've been on this bathroom floor a while, I lift my head up to see what's going on around me and see Scarf sleeping sitting up on the bathroom floor.

I tell him to go, that I will be okay and he told me no. I felt bad so I threw up once more and STUMBLED my way to his couch. He lives in a studio apt so his bed is right behind the couch. He brings me a pillow and covers me and lays down on the other side of the couch where HE DOES NOT FIT. I tell him to go to bed again and he tells me no, he wants to be close to me.

WTF

I told him at the moment I couldn't move and to go, I will join him when I can. He didn't listen.

I got up to throw up again and on my way back I went for the bed instead of the couch. I woke up a few more times to throw up and he was very aware. I didn't realize until I woke up at 11 a.m. but he went to sleep in his button down and jeans. He said he didn't want to be disrespectful. Pft. I took my bra off in the middle of my sleep and flinged it somewhere, he had to look for it when I was getting dressed. I am pretty sure he thought he would have to be looking for my bra under different circumstances.

I asked him where does he keep his cleaning supplies, obviously I needed to disinfect that toilet. HE BEAT ME TO IT. He had already done it while I was sleeping. NICE.

He brought me home, the entire car ride he just laid my seat back and held my hand. We sat in complete silence and he didn't mind. I told him to put music on, eh said he didn't want to disturb me, for me not to worry and just rest.

Here I have Scarf- and I am liking it... And the ex-fiance waiting for his own return so we can try to fix things, and I love him. WOMP.

Cold Rain

Things have been on the up and up with Scarf. Totally unexpected, I didn't want to like anyone right now because I still have something for the Ex Fiance. I don't know what to call what I still have for him. I still love him very much, I care about him, and I get excited when I speak to him. (I am still very much aware of the troubles we had and his family).


Scarf is so easy to spend time with, and he's got his shit TOGETHER. I'm not talking money, I mean everything. He has got himself together. Hanging out with him is so worry free and I really enjoy that.

I had gone hosiery shopping for my Halloween costume. I needed a specific type and wasn't finding it anywhere. I spent 3 hours going from store to store looking. Scarf suggested I go to Loehmann's, according to him they usually have everything (I had never been to the store). The next day, its cold and raining (both I dislike, its just uncomfortable being out in that type of weather). He tells me he is in the city and asks if he could pick me up. He picked me up and we head downtown... IN SEARCH OF MY PANTYHOSE. WOW, now that's a man. He had a list of stores ready for me to check out. Luckily, we found them at the first store, LOEHMANN'S. (I'm still trying to figure out how we would know this store would have them... AND he was the one who found them!).


He wasn't ready to stop hanging out with me so quickly, so he invited me to go see the movie Good Hair. Funny movie if you like Chris Rock humor. I won't ruin the movie for those of you who have not watched it but it reminds me of the movie Borat.

We got to the theater a bit early, so we started talking. He asked me about the current situation with my father and I told him about a conversation my dad had with my aunt (That Girl's mother) and how he said I am good for nothing and I am going through this phase where I don't want to work. Also, that he is the one who kicked my mom out the room and he wants a divorce and my mom not to dare deny him a divorce (FYI: my mom left their room because she wanted to and has asked him for a divorce on numerous occasions).


We spoke about that for a little while and he mentioned how uncomfortable certain things might be for me and if I ever need to get away his place has an open door. If I ever want to be alone at his place without him there he will find something to do... He wants me to know he is someone I can count on. I make fun of his old age all the time but with his old age comes a lot of experience and understanding.


Side note: I met him just as his birthday passed and offered to take him to dinner for his bday when we first hung out so I took him to Max Brenner after the movies where we started talking about our Grand Canyon Salsa Road Trip. Las Vegas is only 2.5 hrs away from where we were originally stopping so we have just added Vegas to our trip where we will be going to see a Cirque du Soleil show :), and dance more salsa!



Scarf asked me some good questions about my dad... In short, here is how I feel about the situation: You can read a little about my father here


I was very angry at him, FOR YEARS (I spent 7 yrs where the only time we exchanged words was when we argued). I was angry at him for many reasons, for the beatings, for his demeanor, for the way he treated my mother and my sisters, and especially for the fucking fake persona he had. People outside the walls of Apt 1E do not know who that man is.


Then, I grew up and tried again but the man was the same. I gave up until he broke down in front of me over something that was happening between him and my mother. I intervened because it broke my heart to see him cry. Don't ask me why. But the man was the same. I gave up and was very angry.I saw a therapist for El Difunto once and she spoke to me about my father and that opened my eyes to something. I had a fear. A huge fear that my dad would pass away and I never told him "dad, this is why I hurt..." I don't know why I figured I could have solved things with words when it came to him. I sat him down and laid it all out for him.


It was a long conversation from my end, and I cried the entire time I spoke. I looked at him in the eye at the end and told him that I didn't want him to pass away and I had all this anger in my heart about shit because at the end of the day I hurt because I love him. If I didn't I wouldn't. All I wanted to know was that he was sorry for some of the things, or to just admit he was wrong, or to admit he was a little aggressive. He looked at me back and told me I deserved everything I GOT.


Stubborn mother fucker.


At that point I had to just stand up and walk away because really, what else is there for me to do? My mother was sitting there and even her jaw dropped to the floor when he exchanged those few words with me.


What I am trying to get at is after that day I no longer have the fear. My mission when it comes to him is to steer clear, let him be him and me stay out of the way. So if he thinks I'm good for nothing, that's cool. I know he'll be the first one gloating when I get to where I want to be.


My father is going to die a very lonely man. He doesn't know how to take care of what matters and I honestly feel sorry for him. My dad is like cold rain...

Italian Dinner and Red Wine

Scarf is 1/4 Cuban and 3/4 Italian.

He had told me one day, in casual conversation, that he was having sauteed spinach for dinner.
He asked if he could make it for me one day.

I accepted.

I make my way to NJ where he lives with a bottle of the red wine he likes in hand.

I get to his apt, which is small (a studio) but beautiful. Very artsy, brick wall, high ceiling... the whole nine.

He gives me the grand tour, admits that his place doesn't usually look that clean, he only dusted and picked up because I was going over... He showed me some of his work, we popped open the bottle of wine and he started cooking while I doodled in his drawing pad.

On the menu:

• Some sort of Italian bread with olive oil and Parmesan cheese.
• An assortment of olives and mozzarella cheese.
• Sauteed spinach
• Asparagus
• Italian mashed potatoes
• Red Wine.

He thanked me endlessly for bringing the wine- he said no one has brought him wine in a WHILE. Shit, if this is all it took to impress him lol.

He set the table very nicely, I wanted to take a picture but my phone was in my purse and I didn't want to disturb the flow.

We had good talk during dinner, so much so- time flew by and we didn't get to watch the movie he rented.

He introduced the game of PENTE.

We played a few rounds of this game (it's funner then it sounds, I swear)... and got ready to go (I had a previous engagement).

On our way out he decides he needs to use the restroom so I sit on the stairs. On his way out he sat on a chair and we spent another hour talking, him on the chair and me on the stairs.

You could tell he is attracted but doesn't know how to go about making a move.

He drove me home in his new Audi S line... which he bought for his 40th birthday as a gift to himself.

Yes, you read right... 40.

The man is 40 years old but looks 28.

When he told me he was nervous... but understood that we had no obligations and it could be an issue.

THAT GIRL was in town for my cousins wedding. She had met Scarf the day she arrived at a Salsa club. Good times. He is in the people business so he knows how to get along with people. Shots of Patron going around all night, good times... Until she saw him talking too much to this other woman lol... Her face was priceless. Again, he is in the events business so he has to be social. There was nothing behind it, and if there was... OH WELL. Shit happens.

I had no way of getting to this wedding, it was in NJ. Scarf had offered to drive me and pick me up... I was suppose to be going with my dad but plans changed- my dad wasn't coming anymore, so I told Scarf to put on his suit- he was going to be my date. He gladly accepted.

I loved it, I didn't have to babysit him and the man made me look WONDERFUL on the dance floor :-D. We had people at our table asking us how many YEARS have we been dancing together... I've been dancing for two month and only look good when my leader dances well... Being the gentleman he is the entire time he would answer back "we haven't been dancing together that long but it's all her, she makes me look good on the dance floor- I wouldn't dance as well if I didn't have a good partner".

At the table he confessed that he doesn't know how to go about this situation, he likes me and is scared because it is risky. He doesn't know if I am at a point in my life where I want to be with someone. He enjoys me so much he doesn't care if this becomes nothing more then a friendship. Or else I think this is what he said, I don't know. I was drunk and trying really hard to not spill any oil from my food on my dress.

He was an excellent date. He danced with everybody, was very social, and took pictures of everything for me- I wasn't on camera duty. He would even take pictures of me dancing while HE was dancing with me lol.

We then went to a salsa club after, we brought That Girl with us. I danced every song while I was there... 3 of them with Scarf lol. When we walked out he finally did it. He built the courage to do it.

He kissed me.

I can't tell you if it was good or not- I was drinking alot- not enough to not remember this happening but enough to not remember the details. I don't remember it being horrible- if it was I think I would have remembered that.

Apparently he has been telling That Girl wonderful things about me. She approves of him.

Too bad the ex-fiance is still in my <3.

Genuinely missing him

I know I haven't spoken of him much, so here is a little update...I have days when I'm good and nights when I tear my way to SlUmber.

The Ex Fiance is still very much a part of me... Because of this I am scared to enjoy someone else.

I speak to the ex fiance about once a week, usually on Sundays (remember he is in boot camp)... This Sunday I haven't heard from him, and haven't received a letter in over a week. This is the longest I have gone without speaking to him... I honestly just can't wait to hear his voice.

I found myself calling my voicemail to listen to saved messages.

Untie the Black Ribbon

Scarf and I had a good chill time on Sunday. I hesitated to blog about this because when a good thing is going I like to keep it private but I think I told everyone who reads this blog anyway... So here you go lol.

Scarf is a lover of scenery and told me that one of the most life changing experiences he had was taking a road trip to the Grand Canyon. He has done it twice, alone and planned on doing it again this year- and asked me if I wanted to come along. He was going anyway so everything is covered- I just need to bring money for odds and ends like toiletries and what not. A free trip to the Grand Canyon with good company. I'M GAME!

To make it even better, we are stopping off in a few cities that have a good salsa scene to go dance some salsa. A SALSA GRAND CANYON ROAD TRIP!

Scarf has been nothing but good positive energy for me.

Like Sassy Daisy- I am a firm believer in surroundings and positive/negative energy. I am one of those people that the people around affect my mood GREATLY.

Scarf tells me he has something he wants to give me- and I can throw it away once I see it... So he meets me at a salsa social after a meeting he had. We dance a few songs, he buys me wine... when it is time for him to go he hands me this:
He explains that anything with that gold seal means it is one of his events or a personal invite. If it doesn't have that seal, it isn't from him. I am thinking it is an invite to one of the events he is in charge of. Until he tells me not to open it until I am home...

As curious as I was, I didn't open it until I got home. This is what I found inside...

It reads:

THE GREAT AMERICAN CROSS-COUNTRY ROAD TRIP IS ONLY FOR YOU IF:

You want to see amazing views of Americans Great National Parks and Natural Wonders.

You would like to drive long distances with random stops for food, shooting photos, and sight seeing.

You want to visit Chicago, Denver, The Grand Canyon, Rocky Mountains, The Meteor Crater, St. Louis and many other stops.

You have plenty of time to read, relax, and enjoy one of the trips of your life!

You want some time to reflect, refresh, and get a chance to plot your next move in life. A moment to just dream and wonder.

And finally

YOU WANT TO EXPERIENCE MORE FROM LIFE

X________________________

Yes, I want to take an amazing road trip!

Behind it is another paper. I pull it out to find this:

It is a hand drawn- accurate in mileage, distance, and time- map of the united states, the route we can take, the stops and what to do at them. On the top it says "if IMWIR was to take a road trip to the grand canyon, it would look like this! LIVE BIG!"

He told me, before I opened it that I could throw it away if I wanted...He had said it had taken him 10 mins... I said there is NO WAY this shit took ten mins.He admitted that on Monday night while I was out watching Tito Swing with Pang he was home working on this, it took him a few hrs, but he wanted me to see a visual of what the trip would be like and in short... He wanted to see me smile. Uhhh huh!

Eagle Eye FLIES OUT

Eagle Eye, why do I even keep him in my life? Seriously. Here is the short version.

He calls today and asked me what I was up to.
I told him I was cleaning my room.
I was doing my hair.
I was also doing laundry.

He then asked me what else am I doing today... I said I have salsa class later this evening.

He asked me if my parents don't tell me anything... I ask him about what.... he said about me not doing shit all day.

I told him my parents don't bitch if I am not doing anything wrong. I am not getting into any trouble and they know that once January comes- if I don't get in the NYPD I will get a job in my field of interest OR I will be going back to school,or atleast I am putting forth an effort to look for a job in late November, and applying to school (Open House Oct 27th).

He says the problem is my parents are way too lenient with me.

OH

HELL

NO

His parents would have made him work... I don't know why I felt the need to defend myself but I did. I explained to him that right now I do not have any responsibilities and am taking advantage to do everything I have wanted to do within my reach.

• I wanted to take semi nude pics, I did it.
• I want to go swim with dolphins, that trip is coming up.
• I want to learn how to dance and I am doing it.
• I just added taking a road trip to the Grand Canyon with Scarf.

I MARCH TO THE BEAT OF MY OWN FUCKIN DRUM- so leave me alone.

Here I have Eagle Eye bringing negative energy... and Scarf embracing the fact that I am taking time off to enjoy life.

I kindly told Eagle Eye I know you see no sense in what I am doing with myself and you don't agree with it. That's fine but its bringing negative energy and honestly, I don't need to be surrounded by that.

Dinner, Coffee, and Salsa

<- Remember??

I was tired from partying it up all weekend for my younger sister's 21st birthday but had already made plans with Scarf.

Scarf has been nothing but good and fun to talk to, he was polite and unique about his approach, I just didn't feel right cancelling.

I met him today at the meat packing district at 4 p.m. It was very warm for an October day so we decide to take advantage and walk a near by park. He works a lot with structures and this is an elevated rail road track turned into a park. It is amazing, he really enjoys good architecture and wanted to share it with me.

We had a good talk while we walked. We then went to a restaurant in a hotel, ate and spoke some more. He isn't like Mexico, he didn't let me reach for my wallet once.

We then walked to a Cuban restaurant for some CAFE CON LECHE (in which we saw Rosie Perez). He was such a good time. He knew I had my dancing shoes in my purse so after our Cafe con Leche we went for some salsa dancing and a drink. I had such a FUN time with him and what better way to end of the night then with some good effin salsa.

I plan on seeing him again soon... per his request ;-)

If you can't stand the heat get out of the kitchen, so I got out of the kitchen

::Singing::: Oh what a night...
RECAP

MILF, her friend, Mother Theresa, Pang and I go out to El Gran Rancho Jubilee to see La Banda Real. Inside we meet King Daddy and his friends.

Earlier that night I get a text from (introduce) Eagle Eye. I call him Eagle Eye because, well... He has the eye of an eagle when he is looking for me. Eagle Eye is an interest but we never hang out because he always wants to chill in his house. I decline because I need him to put forth just a little more effort if he really wants to make something out of this. We only see each other when I go to Jubilee and those times he makes sure people know I am his woman. He is next to me at all times, kisses me while we dance, and gets pissed when I dance with someone else.

He told me once that he is going to have to show me how to be with a man. Psh.

Eagle Eye knows that because there is a tipico band that I will probably be there. He asked me if I was going earlier in the day and I told him I wasn't sure.

My blog isn't all gossip, it can also be educational. Let's do some math.
King Daddy + Eagle Eye in the same place = an interesting and eventful night for me.

King Daddy was hanging around where I was when all of a sudden I see Eagle Eye. He is infront of my facing the stage so he doesn't see me. King Daddy was showing affection but nothing too obvious. I figured as long as I can keep Eagle Eye from seeing me, IM GOOD.
Eagle Eye's brother see's me and I see Eagle Eye is with a woman. Awesome! I can use this to my advantage as to the reason why I won't let him be affectionate with me.
I go over and say hello. He looks surprised to see me. I walk over to my friends and surely Eagle Eye follows. He asks me why am I ignoring him and I politely tell him I don't want to step on anyones toes. He tells me it isn't even like that and starts to dance with me. Fuck it, I dance back. He tap kissed me and I was just hoping no one saw that.

I see a guy I went to college with, we had sociology together and he asks me to dance. We dance about 3 songs together when I see Eagle Eye living up to his assigned blog name. He is eyeing me and giving me the come here sign. I smile and keep dancing, I was going to wait until the song was over.Before the song ended Eagle Eye walked to where I was to stare me down some more and when he walked past me he pinched my back. The song was over and Eagle Eye was talking to Pang and then started dancing with someone else so I kept dancing with the guy. This entire time King Daddy was with his friends.

I stop dancing and walk over to my sister where King Daddy and his friends are standing.......Over walks Eagle Eye and its obvious to everyone around us we are having a heated discussion that went something like this:
EE: what kind of respect do you have for me?
IMWIR: what do you mean?
EE: dancing with that guy you don't even know.
I am thinking this is not the reason why you should think I am being disrespectful.
IMWIR: I do know him.
EE: ok, did you need to dance 6 songs with him? That was excessive.
IMWIR: are we really having this conversation? I stopped when the song was over and you were dancing with someone else so I went on about my business.
EE: what was I suppose to do while you danced with some nigga.
IMWIR: I am not mad at you for dancing with someone else.

EE is being a little aggressive in his behavior and I thing King Daddy noticed and was beginning to get upset. His friends noticed and decided it was time to leave.

I cut Eagle Eye off and told him my friends were leaving and had to get my stuff from their car and walked away.I lied- I just needed to get away. Outside I'm talking to the guys telling them the following story.

Eagle Eye is a guy of a jealous nature. He didn't like the guy I was dancing with and told me I wasn't being a loyal friend.
Fuck it, they bought it.

King Daddy wasn't impressed with what was going on and told me he didn't step in because he would have felt real stupid if that was a guy I was talking to. Whew.

He asked me if I wanted him to take me home because he knew I didn't want to be there any longer.

I go downstairs to get Milfs car keys to get my stuff out of her car and put it in King Daddys car. I see Eagle Eye and decide I should probably say bye. His brother sees me and turned Eagle Eye my way (he is standing there with another woman), I wave and without a smile he simply bops his head and turns around.
OK...

I leave and that's where the texting begins. In this texting he says I have no interest. I tell him I did have interest but I'm not going to hang out if everytime he asks its to go to his house. He asked me what did I think was going to happen, he just wanted to hang out with me and be in another world. He thought we were both adults but he guesses not.

This is where I draw the line. There was no need for him to insinuate I wasn't being an adult. If I don't show a level of respect to MYSELF then neither will he and I'm not going to put myself in a situation that might lead to another. I don't mind hanging out in his house after we've hung out a few times elsewhere.

Then he throws it in my face that danceschool is more important to me and that I make him feel inferior to it. I told him when he is ready to hang out somewhere besides his apartment THEN I'll miss dance class for him. He said he wouldn't tell me "I can't hang out, I have to go to the batting cages" or some dumb shit like that. I tell him dancing isn't some dumb shit for me.

I decide I need to put an end to what was happening at the very moment. I apologize for the way things turned out and ever making him feel inferior to anything, those were never my intentions (he said I made him feel inferior to dancing). If he ever wanted to hang out OUTSIDE of his house he knew where to reach me.

He hit me up the next day asking me to give him a day to make up all the dates he has been slacking on. I am in no rush- if he and I have some free time on the same day then whatever. If not then... whatever.

Update on King Daddy: We hung out the next day. I went to his parents house in Long Island (his parents weren't home). He bought me dinner, we ate in, I watched him sweep and mop, then we laid down to watch a movie and I don't think I need to tell you what happened next...

I'll leave you with this... he was a little too rough for me. I am sensative- I need gentle touches and nibbles. And- he had a BUSH ::hanging head in shame::

Sorry man, I can't handle bushes. I AM A DEMOCRAT.

We Don't Have Mutual Friends

Oh Facebook

You know, I never have been of fan of MySpace...
It brought trouble to my relationship with El Difunto's jealous ass ("why am I 4 on your top friends?" SERIOUSLY?!!)...
And having random people hit me up trying to get to know me was not my cup of tea. I am not at that point where I need to resort to meeting people on the Internet... on purpose.

::::let me rewind a little::::

I am sitting at home with CRamps and the side effects of the flu shot. I wasn't feeling or looking too hot.

I get a message on Facebook from INTRODUCE King Daddy (one time in Florida he got so drunk he walked around telling girls he was a stripper named King Daddy). King Daddy and I are friends on Face Book but I don't really remember him, and I HAVE TO know him because I do not accept people on FB that I do not know.
His message reads "Hey, how are you doing?"
I respond "Im great at home with cramps and a cold, how are you?"
This turned into a long FB email session when finally we just exchanged numbers and decided to text instead... which then turned into a phone call.

I checked his pictures and nothing... no recollection of where I know him.
We don't have mutual friends.
But we are talking like we've been friends for years on the phone.
I wanted to go out and he wanted to go out so he gathered up his boys and went to a place on the upper west side where they played Spanish music.
I told him I was going and would find someone to go with...

I couldn't find anyone to go with and he had hit me up twice already asking me if I was still going, he was waiting to dance some bachata with me.

I was home bored so I said FUCK IT and told him I was going alone.

I showed up and he seemed wowed at what he saw (I mean I put in a little effort to look extra good). So obviously he hadn't seen me before (we had already confirmed this, neither of us could remember where we know each other from, we went to the same school for a while but never had class together).

I had a BLAST. Him and his friends are funnnnnnnny, and like to dance <- Two automatic thumbs up.
He treated me like a real man treats a lady.
Everything down to my coat check was paid for (with the exception that I bought him a beer but it was the least I could do).
If he went to dance with someone else (he asked if it bothered me at first, I laughed at this) he would come right back to me, we had great conversation.
He caught me sitting down, came over and asked me why was I sitting alone- I told him my feet were tired and he said "we'll take care of that" put my legs on his lap, took my shoes off and started rubbing. This one was worth seeing again.
The rest of the night went off without a hitch.
He dropped me off at home and the next day we spoke on the phone for about 3 hours.
I might have forgotten to mention he is 2 years younger then I am.

This happened last weekend. He is leaving on vacation this Sunday with his parents and requested to see me before he left. The only days he can hang out are Wednesday and Thursday (he goes to school and works). I had invited him out with my and my cousin MILF to a club to see a band on Thursday night and he declined. He said he didn't want to just keep going to clubs with me, he wanted to get to talk to me and we decided Wednesday night after dance class would be it.

WEDNESDAY

Scarf came before class to say hello real quick. Funny guy, and sweet. He is older then I am, I just don't know how old yet.
After class King Daddy arrives looking very nice. I mean he looked nice the day I met him at the club but I was just hanging out after dance class, my hair was in a sloppy bun, and I was in chucks... he was in a nice sweater and loafers. ::Hanging my head::
We went to dinner- and there was not one moment of awkwardness. After dinner we went to walk around the city, we laughed A LOT and kissed a little.
He drove me home- and then talked in the car for about half an hour (he lives about an hour away from me).

And finally, I convinced him to come out with MILF and I muahahahahaaa (I'm full of shit, it didn't take more then a "well, you know where I'll be tomorrow"). Now he just has to convince his friends.