aLast night I headed out with my friend Matt to get some drinks. I waited outside on the street corner leaning against a lightpost totally feeling like a hooker, haha, because I didn't want to stand alone in a gay bar for 5 minutes. But as I stood there, I realized something. I was listening to my Ipod Nano which I took with me for the walk to the bars or where I was meeting him. I would have never taken my old Ipod with me (yet would have loved to) but due to its immense fat fuck size and its weight, having that thing bulging your Diesel jean pockets doesn't seem cool. The only thing bulging should be you. Yet, as I stood there looking like a hooker I got to listen to some tunes and then once he got there, I slipped the (still unnamed) Ipod Nano into my pocket to go unnoticed for the rest of the night.
It's been about 3 weeks since I have seen him so we had lots to catch up on, and we did. haha. We graduated together, have stayed absolutely great friends, have barely had a serious fight, care tons about eachother and for the first time we noticed last night that we are definitely moving on in our lives, and on some level together. We both have gotten great jobs that we are both excited about even if it isn't the perfect job we imagined we were going to school for, we both now have great boyfriends, much better friends, we both tanked down about 3 Absolut Peach drinks, we made some holiday plans, we both thought the room we were standing in sucked and the men looked like they fell off some boat just crossing illegally into town or something. It was nearly tragic. Even though EdgeBoston seems to think the nightlife in Boston is booming, the people have certainly noticed that it is tanking. And our hopes, as the buzz showed last night, lie on DBar in Dorchester. Rise, thankfully, is in a league of its own. Yet, we had a great time and on my walk home, I got some pizza (felt like I was in NYC) and then basically passed out after I had an initial moment of thinking about jerking. My eyes closed first.