As I said in my previous post, I hadn't planned that much stuff for this Easter weekend and it worked out rather well. It's been an interesting weekend - one very different to what I would have expected, but life's little twists and turns are always good fun.
I had organized to have dinner Sat night with the Englishman I met on Tuesday however he rang me early in the afternoon and postponed it. Not a worry. I was talking to Mike, a fellow (and now lapsed) blogger later that day and we decided to meet up for drinks and dinner instead! So an unexpected dining companion that night, but not an unwelcome one! We had a great evening catching up - hadn't seen him since Fair Day and even then, I was somewhat distracted by The Tourist. So it was a lovely night!
Sunday morning, Jacqui phoned me to invite me to breakfast and so we wondered down in the sunshine to Blues Point Rd and had a very pleasant morning. I had decided to spend Sunday afternoon studying and I have to say, Financial Planning is very very dull. Who in their right mind would be a Financial Planner??? (and before you say anything, yes, I am studying for my Diploma of Financial Planning HOWEVER it's a work requirement. My employer wants us to do DFP so that we'll be more conversant with all the facets of the financial world.)
Anyway, as I was going to be home all arvo, I logged onto Gaydar to see what was going on. Imagine my surprise when I received a message from a guy I met last Easter at Stonewall on my big night out with my mates Baz and Waz. I was rather pleased because I had thought he was very cute when I met him but had not seen him since that night (and silly me never bothered to get his phone number). So it was quite amazing to receive a message from him exactly a year later - particularly because I don't think he remembers me (he was just a touch inebriated when we met at Stonewall). So we'll see how we go!
I was going to have a nice quiet night at home last night, considering I had been out Thurs night, Friday night and Saturday night, and so had settled down with some dinner and a DVD. 10pm, I get a text from my mate Ivan..."We are going to go to Arq and get drunk. We leave in 30 mins". And of course, I jumped in the shower, got myself all tarted up, met Ivan and proceeded into town. I've never been to Arq before so I was interested to see what it was like. And Paulini was singing there later on which was added incentive. What a night!!! Arq seems to be somewhat similar to "Babylon" from the "Queer As Folk" series in appearance and it was chokka block full of hot hot guys without shirts on! Met a few nice guys, indulged in some random snogging and danced my sox off! We didn't leave until about 5:30am! So another unexpected night and a fantastic one as well!!!
Today, I slept in until 2pm and then decided to go grocery shopping. Fantastic...all the delicious daddies were out in force. It was hard to concentrate on shopping! So it was a very pleasant experience!
So overall, a great weekend!!! A bit too much partying and not enough study, so will have to rectify that this week. But no complaints here! :-)
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Monday, February 18, 2008
Monty's Miscellaneous Musings...
It's amazing how effective I find blogging for getting things off my chest. I had my rant in January but once I had posted, I just felt better. I got back to feeling normal; I'm having fun; I'm revelling in my singleness, my health, my fabulous new job, my overall situation in life. Yes, I haven't found Mr Right, but I've got plenty of good things happening at the moment.
Last week, I was quite sad when I said goodbye to Mack, but y'know, once I'd written about it, I felt better. It was a lovely few weeks but that's all it's been. He's not the love of my life; I've not just finished a long term relationship. And so, I'm not moping around devastated...in fact, I have just had a great (if somewhat exhausting) weekend. It just seems that putting digit to QWERTY helps me sort things out in my own mind...helps me get some perspective - and your comments certainly help.
But back to the weekend...it all started on Valentine's Day (Thursday). I had arranged to go to dinner with a couple of friends however they had to pull out at last minute. It had been quite a full on week and I really felt like just going out for a drink. Jacqui, my friend at work, is newly single and was in need of some cheering up. And we pursuaded one of the Risk Executives attached to my new team, John, to join us. John is gay too, and is quite cute, about my age, and we've been conducting a very mild flirtation over the last couple of weeks. But Thursday night, things certainly ramped up a notch or two. We went out to Ivy Bar, intending to have a couple of drinks. But Ivy, being the latest bar opened in Sydney, is full of good looking men - unfortunately they seem mostly straight. And so, with such a cornucopia of visual delights, we just had to stay and have another drink or two. A few bottles down, I feel lips on my neck! John's lips to be specific. And before you know it, John and I were snogging like there was no tomorrow! And I must say, he's a fabulous kisser! That's as far as it went - but that was a pretty major step for me, snogging a guy (an Exec from work mind you) in the middle of a straight bar only a block or so away from my office! Typical Monty thing really...just your ordinary Valentine's Day kiss is just not enough - I've gotta go to the extreme!
A bit of a crazy night, but the next day, things were fine, and he actually messaged me over the weekend wanting to see if we could go out one night. So you just never know! The crazy thing is, it was last February when I hooked up with the Cute Gay Work Guy from my old team...so it seems like February, Monty and work are one hell of a combination!!!
Friday night, we had a work dinner with my old team - we were the top team in NSW last half and so my old Executive Manager took the entire team out for dinner. It was a great dinner, nice to spend time with my old team but once the party broke up about 11pm, I was in the mood for celebrating some more. (the fact that we'd been paid our bonuses from last half the day before may have contributed somewhat to my exuberance) So I grabbed a cab to Oxford St, walked into Stonewall, walked straight to the bathroom (I really needed to pee), came out, walked past this really cute guy standing at the bar, he smiled at me, I smiled back and that was it. Monty's fastest ever pick up! Turns out he's an Anglo-Irish tourist, here for the Mardi Gras festival. I ended up spending the night at his hotel. The next day (Saturday), I did a bit of a tourist's guide to the main sights of Sydney with him and I found him to be a lovely guy! With a wicked smile, the gift of the gab and the Irish charm. I had already organized to have my mate Dan over for a dinner and dvd night and The Tourist had bought himself a ticket to the Pool Party so we went our separate ways late in the afternoon.
Sunday, it was Fair Day and after a coffee and croissant, I toddled on down around 2:30pm. Caught up with Evan, briefly saw McDreamy (he was on duty at the Medical tent), ran into Mike and Bondi, said hello to Simon, and then met up with The Tourist. We spent the rest of the afternoon together. I brought him home last night for a quiet night in...home delivered Italian food and TV. Just what I needed. I was thoroughly smashed.
We caught the bus into town this morning and I went to work, he back to his hotel. He flies up to Cairns and Port Douglas tomorrow and will be back in 10 days, in time for Mardi Gras. I was totally knackered at work today, not really having got much sleep, but I've gotta say, it's been one HUGE weekend!
Last week, I was quite sad when I said goodbye to Mack, but y'know, once I'd written about it, I felt better. It was a lovely few weeks but that's all it's been. He's not the love of my life; I've not just finished a long term relationship. And so, I'm not moping around devastated...in fact, I have just had a great (if somewhat exhausting) weekend. It just seems that putting digit to QWERTY helps me sort things out in my own mind...helps me get some perspective - and your comments certainly help.
But back to the weekend...it all started on Valentine's Day (Thursday). I had arranged to go to dinner with a couple of friends however they had to pull out at last minute. It had been quite a full on week and I really felt like just going out for a drink. Jacqui, my friend at work, is newly single and was in need of some cheering up. And we pursuaded one of the Risk Executives attached to my new team, John, to join us. John is gay too, and is quite cute, about my age, and we've been conducting a very mild flirtation over the last couple of weeks. But Thursday night, things certainly ramped up a notch or two. We went out to Ivy Bar, intending to have a couple of drinks. But Ivy, being the latest bar opened in Sydney, is full of good looking men - unfortunately they seem mostly straight. And so, with such a cornucopia of visual delights, we just had to stay and have another drink or two. A few bottles down, I feel lips on my neck! John's lips to be specific. And before you know it, John and I were snogging like there was no tomorrow! And I must say, he's a fabulous kisser! That's as far as it went - but that was a pretty major step for me, snogging a guy (an Exec from work mind you) in the middle of a straight bar only a block or so away from my office! Typical Monty thing really...just your ordinary Valentine's Day kiss is just not enough - I've gotta go to the extreme!
A bit of a crazy night, but the next day, things were fine, and he actually messaged me over the weekend wanting to see if we could go out one night. So you just never know! The crazy thing is, it was last February when I hooked up with the Cute Gay Work Guy from my old team...so it seems like February, Monty and work are one hell of a combination!!!
Friday night, we had a work dinner with my old team - we were the top team in NSW last half and so my old Executive Manager took the entire team out for dinner. It was a great dinner, nice to spend time with my old team but once the party broke up about 11pm, I was in the mood for celebrating some more. (the fact that we'd been paid our bonuses from last half the day before may have contributed somewhat to my exuberance) So I grabbed a cab to Oxford St, walked into Stonewall, walked straight to the bathroom (I really needed to pee), came out, walked past this really cute guy standing at the bar, he smiled at me, I smiled back and that was it. Monty's fastest ever pick up! Turns out he's an Anglo-Irish tourist, here for the Mardi Gras festival. I ended up spending the night at his hotel. The next day (Saturday), I did a bit of a tourist's guide to the main sights of Sydney with him and I found him to be a lovely guy! With a wicked smile, the gift of the gab and the Irish charm. I had already organized to have my mate Dan over for a dinner and dvd night and The Tourist had bought himself a ticket to the Pool Party so we went our separate ways late in the afternoon.
Sunday, it was Fair Day and after a coffee and croissant, I toddled on down around 2:30pm. Caught up with Evan, briefly saw McDreamy (he was on duty at the Medical tent), ran into Mike and Bondi, said hello to Simon, and then met up with The Tourist. We spent the rest of the afternoon together. I brought him home last night for a quiet night in...home delivered Italian food and TV. Just what I needed. I was thoroughly smashed.
We caught the bus into town this morning and I went to work, he back to his hotel. He flies up to Cairns and Port Douglas tomorrow and will be back in 10 days, in time for Mardi Gras. I was totally knackered at work today, not really having got much sleep, but I've gotta say, it's been one HUGE weekend!
Saturday, December 01, 2007
Redoak...
The Redoak pub on Clarence St has some lovely memories for me. Last year, on my last day at work before heading overseas (for "Monty's Shagging Tour of Europe), my friends James and Jacqui took me there for a couple of drinks. Earlier this year, after a few drinks at work one Friday evening, James, Jacqui, the Cute Gay Work Guy and I retired to the Redoak for a couple more beers before I took CGWG home with me for a highly pleasant shag-a-thon! But I haven't been back there since.
Until last night, that is. I've been talking to this guy on Gaydar and he seemed very nice. And so, we finally arranged to meet up on Friday night. He worked near King St Wharf and I work near Wynyard. And he somewhat cryptically stated that he preferred if our meeting was "discreet". I read this as meaning that he probably wasn't fully "out", if at all. So, I suggested the Redoak...conveniently situated for both of us, and quite a straight joint. He also mentioned in one of his messages that he was not after a relationship or anything, just wanting to meet with friendship as the aim. That was OK for me - yes, I am after something more, however he seemed like a nice guy and this was before I had my Wednesday evening with the, errrr, generously aged guy I blogged about a couple of days ago.
Well, he turned up about 30 seconds after me and I was impressed. Tall (always a good thing in my books), handsome, and a very gregarious personality. He's 28 but has travelled quite extensively and so seems quite mature in his outlook. In fact, he told me later that the fact that I had travelled a fair bit was a serious attraction for him. And we ended up talking mostly about travel - I can never have enough travel and he's much the same. But after a couple of beers, I start asking him the inevitable questions about his sexuality..."why are you 'discreet'"? As it turns out, he's not "out"! No real surprise there...he's as blokey as they come (he even is a season ticket holder for the Bulldogs rugby league team). "Are you gay?" He also confesses that he's actually undecided as to his sexuality. It all starts making sense then.
But we're getting on fine and I'm thoroughly enjoying the evening. It's great to be able to talk about rugby league with someone who sleeps with guys (even if not exclusively)...there's not a lot of gay guys who are really into their league! But I did expect that the evening would end there.
After 3 pints, I was starving and so I mentioned that. I was somewhat surprised when he suggested that we find somewhere on the North Shore (where I live) to eat. Not being one to miss an opportunity, I countered with, "Why don't we go back to my place and we can order some home delivery". He readily agreed. We grabbed a taxi and before long, food long forgotten, were happily ensconced in my bed, going for it like there was no tomorrow! And I've gotta say...sensational!!! I'm a bit of a fan of bi-guys now! (the fact that he told me he enjoyed kissing me more than any chick was also slightly gratifying) And yes, Soul Seared Dreamer, he too was a great kisser! LOL
We actually lay in bed for about an hour afterwards, continuing our conversation from the Redoak. It was actually really enjoyable. He's probably the most blokey guy I've ever slept with...and I've gotta say, I was liking it excessively.
He didn't stay the night, but he definitely would like to see me again. This is nothing more than a physical thing - he's been very upfront about that, and I'm not expecting anything else. But I have to say, the physical thing is rather marvellous! He's certainly Mr Right Now, but he's also a very entertaining person to talk with, so he has good friend-potential. And unlike his dating predecessor, I actually wouldn't mind putting in the effort to get to know him better. Who knows, it may be difficult to have a friendship, considering the "straight" life that he leads. But even on a discreet basis, I certainly wouldn't object to a night or two here and there in his company.
Anyway, tonight I'm off to see my good friend DG - he's a bit run down from a heavy workload (and I suspect from his recent breakup) and so we're just going to get some home delivery and watch a DVD and catch up. I'm really looking forward to seeing him again as we've not seen each other since I returned from holidays. So it'll be a good evening, with good food, good conversation and a good friend!
Until last night, that is. I've been talking to this guy on Gaydar and he seemed very nice. And so, we finally arranged to meet up on Friday night. He worked near King St Wharf and I work near Wynyard. And he somewhat cryptically stated that he preferred if our meeting was "discreet". I read this as meaning that he probably wasn't fully "out", if at all. So, I suggested the Redoak...conveniently situated for both of us, and quite a straight joint. He also mentioned in one of his messages that he was not after a relationship or anything, just wanting to meet with friendship as the aim. That was OK for me - yes, I am after something more, however he seemed like a nice guy and this was before I had my Wednesday evening with the, errrr, generously aged guy I blogged about a couple of days ago.
Well, he turned up about 30 seconds after me and I was impressed. Tall (always a good thing in my books), handsome, and a very gregarious personality. He's 28 but has travelled quite extensively and so seems quite mature in his outlook. In fact, he told me later that the fact that I had travelled a fair bit was a serious attraction for him. And we ended up talking mostly about travel - I can never have enough travel and he's much the same. But after a couple of beers, I start asking him the inevitable questions about his sexuality..."why are you 'discreet'"? As it turns out, he's not "out"! No real surprise there...he's as blokey as they come (he even is a season ticket holder for the Bulldogs rugby league team). "Are you gay?" He also confesses that he's actually undecided as to his sexuality. It all starts making sense then.
But we're getting on fine and I'm thoroughly enjoying the evening. It's great to be able to talk about rugby league with someone who sleeps with guys (even if not exclusively)...there's not a lot of gay guys who are really into their league! But I did expect that the evening would end there.
After 3 pints, I was starving and so I mentioned that. I was somewhat surprised when he suggested that we find somewhere on the North Shore (where I live) to eat. Not being one to miss an opportunity, I countered with, "Why don't we go back to my place and we can order some home delivery". He readily agreed. We grabbed a taxi and before long, food long forgotten, were happily ensconced in my bed, going for it like there was no tomorrow! And I've gotta say...sensational!!! I'm a bit of a fan of bi-guys now! (the fact that he told me he enjoyed kissing me more than any chick was also slightly gratifying) And yes, Soul Seared Dreamer, he too was a great kisser! LOL
We actually lay in bed for about an hour afterwards, continuing our conversation from the Redoak. It was actually really enjoyable. He's probably the most blokey guy I've ever slept with...and I've gotta say, I was liking it excessively.
He didn't stay the night, but he definitely would like to see me again. This is nothing more than a physical thing - he's been very upfront about that, and I'm not expecting anything else. But I have to say, the physical thing is rather marvellous! He's certainly Mr Right Now, but he's also a very entertaining person to talk with, so he has good friend-potential. And unlike his dating predecessor, I actually wouldn't mind putting in the effort to get to know him better. Who knows, it may be difficult to have a friendship, considering the "straight" life that he leads. But even on a discreet basis, I certainly wouldn't object to a night or two here and there in his company.
Anyway, tonight I'm off to see my good friend DG - he's a bit run down from a heavy workload (and I suspect from his recent breakup) and so we're just going to get some home delivery and watch a DVD and catch up. I'm really looking forward to seeing him again as we've not seen each other since I returned from holidays. So it'll be a good evening, with good food, good conversation and a good friend!
Monday, November 26, 2007
The Weekend That Was...and other miscellaneous musings...
What a weekend it was! I don't think I've consumed that much alcohol in such a short space of time for quite a while (and that includes my big weekends overseas). Friday night found Monty very inebriated and just a little toey after the first of our work Xmas parties, and with a willing Rick waiting at the Flinders Hotel, there was no stopping me. Well, apart from the fact that I had to stumble and sway my way from Pitt St to Flinders St...that took a while (yes, for some reason, I was determined not to take a taxi...don't ask me why, I had decided to walk and nothing was going to stop me). But made it I did, and so we grabbed a cab back to Rick's place and I fell asleep in his arms.
I woke up surprisingly hangover-free and rather early! Rick had organized to meet his personal trainer at 9am so I was up and ready to leave at 8.45am and feeling rather perky too! Strange. Caught a taxi home, had a quick shower and toddled down to my local cafe and grabbed a Ham and Cheese Croissant and a coffee and the paper and spent the next couple of hours pleasantly engrossed.
In the arvo, I popped down to my local flower man and purchased masses of flowers - it was, after all, Evan's birthday and a very significant one at that, which meant it needed to be celebrated with one of Monty's special arrangements. As Evan is a very carbon conscious man, McDreamy suggested that Australian native flowers might go down well. And so, although I don't think I do my best work with them, I gave it a go and they seemed to go down a treat with Evan! McDreamy took pics of them, so hopefully he'll either email them to me, or post them himself.
We then motored in to Oxford St and rocked up to the Beauchamp Hotel nice and early and slammed a champers or two before the rest of the guests arrived. A highly pleasant evening was had. Apart from Sam, I had not met any of Evan's friends so I was intrigued to see the kind of people he hung out with...all very nice, what else could I expect from such a lovely guy! But it is interesting when talking with someone who's known him for 20+ years and the insights you get!!! Muzbot turned up later on, limping slightly from his war wounds, wearing his "Third Place" ribbon proudly on his chest, and unable to wipe the grin off his face!
Proceedings ground to a halt around midnight (I think), with Evan and McDreamy jumping in a cab back to Evan's. I, on the other hand, was in a party mood - despite my excesses the previous evening - and so wandered down Oxford St...firstly to the Midnight Shift - dull - and then back up to Stonewall. Started chatting to a rather friendly Bostonian who was here for the weekend but then Rick rang me. He was wondering if I was going to come over to his that night. I was a bit tired by this stage, and despite my overtures to the friendly Bostonian, I knew it was going to require a bit more work before I got anywhere with him. Not being up for the job, I grabbed a cab and headed to Rick's.
So, so far, I've spent 3 nights at his and all we have done is sleep together (quite literally), apart from some very general play. I think Rick is a lovely man, and we get on quite well, however there's just not the zing with him. I don't feel anything deeper than friendship for him, and am very happy just snuggling/sleeping with him. He's more of a snuggle-buddy than anything else. He seems pretty content with that too, so I shall have a chat with him later this week to clarify things, and going forward, hopefully things will be good.
Sam was at the party on Saturday night, and as soon as he turned up, he came over and said hello to me and to the friend of Evan's that I was talking to at the time. And that was about it for the night, apart from a passing word or two spoken in a group setting. I must say, I was a little disappointed in that, but what could I do? I still had a great time at the party. But it was lovely that this morning, waiting for me when I logged on at work, was an email from Sam. In it, he apologised for not chatting to me and suggested meeting up for christmas drinks sometime this month. So all was forgiven! I don't know if there's anything more than him being friendly but at least we'll have a chance to have a proper chat, which we haven't done since I returned.
Yesterday, it was my friend Jacqui's birthday and so last night, James, her b/f and I took her for a couple of quiet drinks at our local, the Commodore Hotel. It was a lovely evening; pleasant weather, a couple of drinks, great company. Muzbot turned up for a quickie before he headed off to take some pics of the Australian Idol fireworks which look quite splendid! He's one talented man!
So it was an extremely social, extremely alcoholic weekend, but I feel very little effects from it, which is very unlike me. NOT that I'm complaining mind you. I had a marvellous time, particularly Saturday night!
I woke up surprisingly hangover-free and rather early! Rick had organized to meet his personal trainer at 9am so I was up and ready to leave at 8.45am and feeling rather perky too! Strange. Caught a taxi home, had a quick shower and toddled down to my local cafe and grabbed a Ham and Cheese Croissant and a coffee and the paper and spent the next couple of hours pleasantly engrossed.
In the arvo, I popped down to my local flower man and purchased masses of flowers - it was, after all, Evan's birthday and a very significant one at that, which meant it needed to be celebrated with one of Monty's special arrangements. As Evan is a very carbon conscious man, McDreamy suggested that Australian native flowers might go down well. And so, although I don't think I do my best work with them, I gave it a go and they seemed to go down a treat with Evan! McDreamy took pics of them, so hopefully he'll either email them to me, or post them himself.
We then motored in to Oxford St and rocked up to the Beauchamp Hotel nice and early and slammed a champers or two before the rest of the guests arrived. A highly pleasant evening was had. Apart from Sam, I had not met any of Evan's friends so I was intrigued to see the kind of people he hung out with...all very nice, what else could I expect from such a lovely guy! But it is interesting when talking with someone who's known him for 20+ years and the insights you get!!! Muzbot turned up later on, limping slightly from his war wounds, wearing his "Third Place" ribbon proudly on his chest, and unable to wipe the grin off his face!
Proceedings ground to a halt around midnight (I think), with Evan and McDreamy jumping in a cab back to Evan's. I, on the other hand, was in a party mood - despite my excesses the previous evening - and so wandered down Oxford St...firstly to the Midnight Shift - dull - and then back up to Stonewall. Started chatting to a rather friendly Bostonian who was here for the weekend but then Rick rang me. He was wondering if I was going to come over to his that night. I was a bit tired by this stage, and despite my overtures to the friendly Bostonian, I knew it was going to require a bit more work before I got anywhere with him. Not being up for the job, I grabbed a cab and headed to Rick's.
So, so far, I've spent 3 nights at his and all we have done is sleep together (quite literally), apart from some very general play. I think Rick is a lovely man, and we get on quite well, however there's just not the zing with him. I don't feel anything deeper than friendship for him, and am very happy just snuggling/sleeping with him. He's more of a snuggle-buddy than anything else. He seems pretty content with that too, so I shall have a chat with him later this week to clarify things, and going forward, hopefully things will be good.
Sam was at the party on Saturday night, and as soon as he turned up, he came over and said hello to me and to the friend of Evan's that I was talking to at the time. And that was about it for the night, apart from a passing word or two spoken in a group setting. I must say, I was a little disappointed in that, but what could I do? I still had a great time at the party. But it was lovely that this morning, waiting for me when I logged on at work, was an email from Sam. In it, he apologised for not chatting to me and suggested meeting up for christmas drinks sometime this month. So all was forgiven! I don't know if there's anything more than him being friendly but at least we'll have a chance to have a proper chat, which we haven't done since I returned.
Yesterday, it was my friend Jacqui's birthday and so last night, James, her b/f and I took her for a couple of quiet drinks at our local, the Commodore Hotel. It was a lovely evening; pleasant weather, a couple of drinks, great company. Muzbot turned up for a quickie before he headed off to take some pics of the Australian Idol fireworks which look quite splendid! He's one talented man!
So it was an extremely social, extremely alcoholic weekend, but I feel very little effects from it, which is very unlike me. NOT that I'm complaining mind you. I had a marvellous time, particularly Saturday night!
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Monty's Miscellaneous Musings...
Lots of little stuff really, nothing of any dramatic importance, so don't get too excited.
I'm in a rather strange mood today...not sure why. I borrowed the Pet Shop Boys DVD Pop Art off McDreamy on Friday and seeing as how it was a bit cold and overcast this morning, watched 40 of their videos from their very first one (East End Girls) to their quite recent ones (London, Home and Dry etc). I'm not normally a guy who watches TV or DVD's during the day, I always feel like I'm wasting the day do so. However, today I made an exception for the Boys. They are an incredibly talented duo and all of their videos are such pieces of art! It's amazing how long they have been going for and the fact that they can still be relevant! The lyrics in some of the songs just get me - I love that when a song just speaks to you and so many of theirs do!
I also went on a date last night - a Californian guy (which we - Jacqui, James and myself - call C3. This distinguishes him from The Original Californian - The OC - and another Californian that I had a couple of dates with back in March - NewC). So I met C3 at the Newtown Hotel for a couple of drinks and I've not actually been to the Newtown on a Saturday night...they play sensational music...all very gay, very daggy, very awesome pop! Felt relaxed with him straight away and the conversation was very easy. Found a little pizza place and had dinner with a lovely bottle of Brown Brothers Tarango. Dessert...well, let's just say that we went back to his place and I was it! ;-) OK, OK, I know, how very slutty of me on a first date, but hey, it's been 3 whole weeks since my last shag...it was killing me! It was a lovely night and C3 is a really great guy. He wants to see me again, and I wouldn't mind seeing him either, so we'll probably go out next Saturday night. He's just texted me and told me to keep August 2 free. He then texted me to say "Hope you're not afraid of heights"...what the...? Now I'm intrigued! For the record, I'm not afraid of heights, but the mind boggles as to what he's got planned! Watch this space for the report!
It's funny, I've started dating again...much less intensely than I was over summer of course...but I'm feeling a bit ambivalent about it all. I had a date on Monday night with a cute redhead and I enjoyed it, he was a good conversationalist, works for my favourite store (David Jones') and seems like a genuine guy. But I'm like...pfft! Even with C3, although he's very eager to see me again, and I'd like to as well, I'm still not feeling the intensity that he is. I suppose over the last month or so, I've been focussed on my friends, in particular Evan, McDreamy and Muzbot (and James and Jacqui of course, see them every day at work) and on building and reinforcing our friendships. And so dating has certainly been taking a back seat - more just an add-on than a major part of my life. I suppose after the experiences of May/June, I've become a little bit more cautious about throwing myself into a romance, of opening myself up to a guy I've just met, and retreated, to a degree, to the safety of friends. At the moment, I'm finding it much more rewarding emotionally to be with my friends and I've certainly done some serious opening up to them, which has been wonderful. They've been incredibly understanding and also proved themselves invaluable sources of information and advice. I started coming out just on a year ago now, but in many ways still feel new at this. I'm very comfortable with being gay, let me hasten to add, but there's still so much stuff that I don't know and so sometimes I feel a little bit of an amateur. Dunno, I'm probably just waffling here. :-) Let's move on shall we...
At the moment, I'm just waiting for James and Jacqui to finish their lunch and hopefully motivate themselves to accompany me to the Coffee and Chocolate Festival at the Rocks. I think these are probably the only things capable of warming me up on a day like this. (Well, naturally, a HOT guy would do the trick quite satisfactorily)
Hope everyone has had a great weekend!
I'm in a rather strange mood today...not sure why. I borrowed the Pet Shop Boys DVD Pop Art off McDreamy on Friday and seeing as how it was a bit cold and overcast this morning, watched 40 of their videos from their very first one (East End Girls) to their quite recent ones (London, Home and Dry etc). I'm not normally a guy who watches TV or DVD's during the day, I always feel like I'm wasting the day do so. However, today I made an exception for the Boys. They are an incredibly talented duo and all of their videos are such pieces of art! It's amazing how long they have been going for and the fact that they can still be relevant! The lyrics in some of the songs just get me - I love that when a song just speaks to you and so many of theirs do!
I also went on a date last night - a Californian guy (which we - Jacqui, James and myself - call C3. This distinguishes him from The Original Californian - The OC - and another Californian that I had a couple of dates with back in March - NewC). So I met C3 at the Newtown Hotel for a couple of drinks and I've not actually been to the Newtown on a Saturday night...they play sensational music...all very gay, very daggy, very awesome pop! Felt relaxed with him straight away and the conversation was very easy. Found a little pizza place and had dinner with a lovely bottle of Brown Brothers Tarango. Dessert...well, let's just say that we went back to his place and I was it! ;-) OK, OK, I know, how very slutty of me on a first date, but hey, it's been 3 whole weeks since my last shag...it was killing me! It was a lovely night and C3 is a really great guy. He wants to see me again, and I wouldn't mind seeing him either, so we'll probably go out next Saturday night. He's just texted me and told me to keep August 2 free. He then texted me to say "Hope you're not afraid of heights"...what the...? Now I'm intrigued! For the record, I'm not afraid of heights, but the mind boggles as to what he's got planned! Watch this space for the report!
It's funny, I've started dating again...much less intensely than I was over summer of course...but I'm feeling a bit ambivalent about it all. I had a date on Monday night with a cute redhead and I enjoyed it, he was a good conversationalist, works for my favourite store (David Jones') and seems like a genuine guy. But I'm like...pfft! Even with C3, although he's very eager to see me again, and I'd like to as well, I'm still not feeling the intensity that he is. I suppose over the last month or so, I've been focussed on my friends, in particular Evan, McDreamy and Muzbot (and James and Jacqui of course, see them every day at work) and on building and reinforcing our friendships. And so dating has certainly been taking a back seat - more just an add-on than a major part of my life. I suppose after the experiences of May/June, I've become a little bit more cautious about throwing myself into a romance, of opening myself up to a guy I've just met, and retreated, to a degree, to the safety of friends. At the moment, I'm finding it much more rewarding emotionally to be with my friends and I've certainly done some serious opening up to them, which has been wonderful. They've been incredibly understanding and also proved themselves invaluable sources of information and advice. I started coming out just on a year ago now, but in many ways still feel new at this. I'm very comfortable with being gay, let me hasten to add, but there's still so much stuff that I don't know and so sometimes I feel a little bit of an amateur. Dunno, I'm probably just waffling here. :-) Let's move on shall we...
At the moment, I'm just waiting for James and Jacqui to finish their lunch and hopefully motivate themselves to accompany me to the Coffee and Chocolate Festival at the Rocks. I think these are probably the only things capable of warming me up on a day like this. (Well, naturally, a HOT guy would do the trick quite satisfactorily)
Hope everyone has had a great weekend!
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
The Weekend That Was...
I can't believe how busy it is this week! I thought last week was bad, but it was nothing, relatively speaking! It feels like my stomach is in a big knot from the minute I walk into work and it gradually gets twisted more and more as the day progresses. Thank goodness, come Friday at 5pm, I will walk out of work and whatever is done is done, and whatever isn't done, well, isn't going to be done this financial year. Why do people leave it to the last minute to organize themselves and their finances???
Anyway, this post is not meant to be about work - it's meant to be about the weekend. And what a weekend it was! It was awesome to pick Matt up at the airport on Friday night - this tall, hot and well dressed guy walked out of the gate, came up to me and gave me a very big hug and it felt gooood! I'd forgotten how good looking he is! We had tentatively planned to go out to a bar or something straight from the airport, but he suggested grabbing a bottle of wine and going straight home! Being the gracious host I am, I quickly acquiesced (yeah, such a struggle) and drove him home. Being the well planned host I am, I already had a bottle of champers in the fridge! he he he! So, we consumed that over a good dose of conversation! It was amazing how quickly the hours flew and even more amazing that I hadn't jumped on him the moment he walked into my apartment! But I showed great restraint, and to be honest, seriously just wanted to chat. Nature took its course eventually and I'll be saying no more! *wink*
It was lovely to wake up next to him the next morning, particuarly because it was such a beautiful morning, the past three Saturdays being rainy. And it was even more lovely to then doze again, wake up, snuggle some more, and doze again. We eventually dragged ourselves out of bed at midday and walked down to one of the cafes on Blues Point Rd and had ourselves a wonderful brunch in the sunlight! The delightful, warm sun! Walked across the Harbour Bridge, with the harbour just sparkling! A relaxed beer at the Glenmore Hotel overlooking Circular Quay followed, with a hot chocolate from Starbucks sustaining us for the quick train trip home. And then Saturday night!
What can I say about Saturday night? FAN-BLOODY-TASTIC! It was seriously one of the best nights out I have had in a long long time! James and Jacqui collected us in the taxi and we motored into Cockle Bay Wharf where we met Evan and his Doctor (who, at Evan's request, shall be called McDreamy from now on) at Chinta Ria, a Malaysian restaurant. I was a tad nervous about this, as Evan, James & Jacqui and Matt had not met each other, and I had never met McDreamy. So I was unsure how the dynamics would be! No worries there! Everyone got on like a house on fire, with McDreamy being one of the funniest and most entertaining guys I have ever met! I relaxed big time and after the 6 of us had consumed 4 bottles of wine, all of us were most relaxed indeed! We then toddled across the pedestrian bridge to Star City and attended Priscilla, The Musical. I have seen Priscilla before, about 3 months ago, but this time was even more fun! We seriously (if I can use that word) had an awesome night! Lots of laughs (in and out of the theatre), a few cocktails and a bit of gayducation for James and Jacqui!
Sunday was much more of a chilled out day and being a little overcast, suited us to a T! Lunch, a movie (The Fabulous 4 sequel Rise of the Silver Surfer with that hottie Chris Evans), dinner and home for a DVD, snuggled on the couch. How good is that!
Yesterday, we jumped on the train into the city and we parted company at Wynyard station - me to work, Matt to the Airport line and thence to Melbourne. I was thoroughly knackered and more than a little melancholy! We had a FUN weekend and I got to know Matt a bit better, to build on the friendship that started 9 months ago as just a couple of shags in London. James and Jacqui got to meet Evan finally, after hearing so much about him, and I got to meet McDreamy! And just for the record, I think Evan and McDreamy have both scored BIG TIME!
The weekend, to sum up, felt like a holiday! Which was perfect! I seriously needed a weekend like that! I can't wait to see Matt again, when I go over to London in October.
And I can't wait for this week to be over! Bring on 1 July!
Anyway, this post is not meant to be about work - it's meant to be about the weekend. And what a weekend it was! It was awesome to pick Matt up at the airport on Friday night - this tall, hot and well dressed guy walked out of the gate, came up to me and gave me a very big hug and it felt gooood! I'd forgotten how good looking he is! We had tentatively planned to go out to a bar or something straight from the airport, but he suggested grabbing a bottle of wine and going straight home! Being the gracious host I am, I quickly acquiesced (yeah, such a struggle) and drove him home. Being the well planned host I am, I already had a bottle of champers in the fridge! he he he! So, we consumed that over a good dose of conversation! It was amazing how quickly the hours flew and even more amazing that I hadn't jumped on him the moment he walked into my apartment! But I showed great restraint, and to be honest, seriously just wanted to chat. Nature took its course eventually and I'll be saying no more! *wink*
It was lovely to wake up next to him the next morning, particuarly because it was such a beautiful morning, the past three Saturdays being rainy. And it was even more lovely to then doze again, wake up, snuggle some more, and doze again. We eventually dragged ourselves out of bed at midday and walked down to one of the cafes on Blues Point Rd and had ourselves a wonderful brunch in the sunlight! The delightful, warm sun! Walked across the Harbour Bridge, with the harbour just sparkling! A relaxed beer at the Glenmore Hotel overlooking Circular Quay followed, with a hot chocolate from Starbucks sustaining us for the quick train trip home. And then Saturday night!
What can I say about Saturday night? FAN-BLOODY-TASTIC! It was seriously one of the best nights out I have had in a long long time! James and Jacqui collected us in the taxi and we motored into Cockle Bay Wharf where we met Evan and his Doctor (who, at Evan's request, shall be called McDreamy from now on) at Chinta Ria, a Malaysian restaurant. I was a tad nervous about this, as Evan, James & Jacqui and Matt had not met each other, and I had never met McDreamy. So I was unsure how the dynamics would be! No worries there! Everyone got on like a house on fire, with McDreamy being one of the funniest and most entertaining guys I have ever met! I relaxed big time and after the 6 of us had consumed 4 bottles of wine, all of us were most relaxed indeed! We then toddled across the pedestrian bridge to Star City and attended Priscilla, The Musical. I have seen Priscilla before, about 3 months ago, but this time was even more fun! We seriously (if I can use that word) had an awesome night! Lots of laughs (in and out of the theatre), a few cocktails and a bit of gayducation for James and Jacqui!
Sunday was much more of a chilled out day and being a little overcast, suited us to a T! Lunch, a movie (The Fabulous 4 sequel Rise of the Silver Surfer with that hottie Chris Evans), dinner and home for a DVD, snuggled on the couch. How good is that!
Yesterday, we jumped on the train into the city and we parted company at Wynyard station - me to work, Matt to the Airport line and thence to Melbourne. I was thoroughly knackered and more than a little melancholy! We had a FUN weekend and I got to know Matt a bit better, to build on the friendship that started 9 months ago as just a couple of shags in London. James and Jacqui got to meet Evan finally, after hearing so much about him, and I got to meet McDreamy! And just for the record, I think Evan and McDreamy have both scored BIG TIME!
The weekend, to sum up, felt like a holiday! Which was perfect! I seriously needed a weekend like that! I can't wait to see Matt again, when I go over to London in October.
And I can't wait for this week to be over! Bring on 1 July!
Friday, June 22, 2007
Monty's Miscellaneous Musings...
I have no time to blog at the moment, but it's 5.05pm and I'm still at work and I'm over it for the week. So I thought I had better put digit to QWERTY and blog.
This week has been a funny week for me - but a good one. I received some good advice from a friend on Wednesday morning..."Monty" he said, "you need to get out more, have some fun, relax and just enjoy yourself". And you know what, I do! I have been waaaaayyyyyy too intense over the last couple of weeks and so I gave myself a bit of a slap around the chops and a good talking to. And then the sun came out...literally. It's been rainy weather for the past few weeks here in Sydney and it was just strange that as I was thinking about the advice I had received, the sun actually came out. The skies cleared and the sky was blue! And I felt a lift in my spirits quite literally! And I thought to myself...'yes, I do need to just chill out. Get over yourself Monty'!
I met up with my mate Muzbot on Wednesday night for a beer (or 6) and dinner and it was FANTASTIC to catch up with him and hear his travel stories! I had a sensationally FUN night with him, ending up at his place a little inebriated and playing internet Trivia games! And of course, talking him into doing THAT PST picture! he he he! Good onya Muz! It was the PERFECT panacea for me!!!
My friend Evan came over last night for dinner - he's deeply in with his Doctor - and again, it was another great night catching up with a mate! Both Muz and Evan have become very good friends, in very different ways, with different personalities and it's great to have them around!
Tonight, I pick up my friend Matt from the airport at 9.20pm and it's on for young and old!!! Matt, you may remember, was my first ever sleepover guy. He's an Aussie who's been living in London for the past few years and I met him last year in London on Monty's Shagging Tour of Europe! He's been visiting his family in Perth for the past week and has flown over to Sydney to see me for the weekend! So I am EXCITED!!! Apart from shagging the pants off him (of which there will be plenty!), we're going to "Priscilla, The Musical" tomorrow night with Evan and His Doctor and my friends James and Jacqui. So I get to meet Evan's Doctor which will be fun, and Matt will get to meet my friends! And Sunday, we catch up with Simon, the Sailing Penguin and his other half, The Guvnr! And alas, on Monday, Matt departs. . . sigh. . .
So it's all happening this weekend. Monday I am sure I am going to be SMASHED! Not a good week to be tired, being THE BUSIEST week of the year in my profession! But hey, it will be worth it!
Have a great weekend everyone!
This week has been a funny week for me - but a good one. I received some good advice from a friend on Wednesday morning..."Monty" he said, "you need to get out more, have some fun, relax and just enjoy yourself". And you know what, I do! I have been waaaaayyyyyy too intense over the last couple of weeks and so I gave myself a bit of a slap around the chops and a good talking to. And then the sun came out...literally. It's been rainy weather for the past few weeks here in Sydney and it was just strange that as I was thinking about the advice I had received, the sun actually came out. The skies cleared and the sky was blue! And I felt a lift in my spirits quite literally! And I thought to myself...'yes, I do need to just chill out. Get over yourself Monty'!
I met up with my mate Muzbot on Wednesday night for a beer (or 6) and dinner and it was FANTASTIC to catch up with him and hear his travel stories! I had a sensationally FUN night with him, ending up at his place a little inebriated and playing internet Trivia games! And of course, talking him into doing THAT PST picture! he he he! Good onya Muz! It was the PERFECT panacea for me!!!
My friend Evan came over last night for dinner - he's deeply in with his Doctor - and again, it was another great night catching up with a mate! Both Muz and Evan have become very good friends, in very different ways, with different personalities and it's great to have them around!
Tonight, I pick up my friend Matt from the airport at 9.20pm and it's on for young and old!!! Matt, you may remember, was my first ever sleepover guy. He's an Aussie who's been living in London for the past few years and I met him last year in London on Monty's Shagging Tour of Europe! He's been visiting his family in Perth for the past week and has flown over to Sydney to see me for the weekend! So I am EXCITED!!! Apart from shagging the pants off him (of which there will be plenty!), we're going to "Priscilla, The Musical" tomorrow night with Evan and His Doctor and my friends James and Jacqui. So I get to meet Evan's Doctor which will be fun, and Matt will get to meet my friends! And Sunday, we catch up with Simon, the Sailing Penguin and his other half, The Guvnr! And alas, on Monday, Matt departs. . . sigh. . .
So it's all happening this weekend. Monday I am sure I am going to be SMASHED! Not a good week to be tired, being THE BUSIEST week of the year in my profession! But hey, it will be worth it!
Have a great weekend everyone!
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Green eyed monster...
Well well well...in my last post, I mentioned how the Gent In Question (GIQ) and I had sorted everything out and things were on an even keel. I was happy with how things were in our friendship and that was that. WRONG! In affairs of the heart, Monty is still very much a novice and events this week just proved that.
Where does one start??? Well, firstly, I had a lovely weekend away with my friends James and Jacqui - relaxed, fun and very alcoholic! (at one point in time, apparently this little black duck had fallen asleep in a drunken stupor at the dining table while James was doing a nudie run around the house, equally inebriated. Fortunately for us, Jacqui was a bit more in control of things and was able to put me to bed and eventually get James to bed too). Anyway, I digress. So I was feeling pretty good with the world come Monday.
GIQ and I had been chatting via email on Monday and in the evening, I sms'ed him in response to his email. I thought we should have a chat (on the phone) but got this somewhat cryptic response...
"I can't talk..."
The sms conversation proceeded as follows then...
M: Damn, I was going to give you a ring tonight - do u have company?
GIQ: Ummm, yes, sorry. x
At this point, I realised that he wasn't hosting his maiden aunt for dinner...
M: Bugger
GIQ: In a couple of hours, yes.
M: Bastard
GIQ: You're better...
M: Doesn't help. Major dose of green eyed monster happening here. FUCK!
GIQ: Just don't, ok. I'm so not worth one second of you feeling like this.
M: Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
GIQ: You are cute, pure of heart and lovely. Go and find someone like you.
M: Doesn't help. Not your fault. Fuck Fuck Fuck!
At this point, I was sitting on my couch, blindly watching Desperate Housewives, trying to concentrate, seeing images on the TV but not comprehending anything that was happening in the show. I was devastated! And insanely jealous! And the thing that I couldn't understand was why I was feeling this way! I thought that I had settled in my heart the fact that "we" weren't going to happen as a couple...that we were going to be good friends and that's it. But obviously, from my reaction, my head had been fooling my heart! And suddenly, my heart was in control...and my emotions were out of control!
Now, normally I'm a pretty controlled guy emotionally and even on the few occasions when my emotions have been heightened, I've been able to remove myself from the situation and think things through logically. I've been able to work out why I'm feeling that way, and been able to reason with myself as to why I shouldn't feel that way, or be able to formulate a plan of action to enable me to manage my feelings so that I can be in control again. I've got a pretty good understanding of how I tick generally and so therefore have been able to sort myself out, no matter what the situation.
But, on Monday night, I couldn't think things through...I couldn't reason, my mind was a blank...I was just simply FEELING! My emotions got the better of me and wave after wave of hurt and jealousy were washing over me and I couldn't stop it! I had this horrible heavy feeling in my chest and I seriously just wanted to sit there and weep!
Fortunately for me, GIQ sussed out that I was not feeling particularly chuffed (perceptive bloke that he is) from my above sms's and so, bless his heart, interrupted his date and rang me, concerned for me. I was somewhat surprised and touched that he was willing to do this but I also had a lot of stuff that needed to be expressed. And so I did let rip - with both barrels blazing. And to his credit, he took it all in his stride. He was very kind and understanding and I think he did actually accept some of the points I made about how I felt he had treated me. NOT, I must hasten to add, that he had mistreated me, or deliberately set out to hurt me! He had been very honest with me all the way! But, I had foolishly allowed feelings to develop, feelings which obviously went far deeper than I had expected. And this event simply triggered them. But we ended up having a really good chat, and even a couple of laughs. And so I hung up, feeling much better about things.
I slept very well that night - I was exhausted - and the next day, woke up still sore (emotionally) but my mind was back in control and doing its reasoning, sorting, and managing my feelings which was good. This time I think it finally sank in that there wasn't going to be an "us", this was NOT going to be the Grand Romance of my life, it was OVER.
And looking back back now after a couple of days, I realize that it had to happen for my true feelings to come to the surface and be dealt with. We've talked pretty extensively over the past couple of days as well and things have actually settled down! I do feel finally like I'm getting over him. Truly getting over him. I still like him a lot, I still think he's a great guy, I know we are going to be great friends! And I know that in time, we'll look back at the start of our friendship, these past few weeks of rollercoastering emotions, and have ourselves a quiet chuckle! Or maybe even a hooting laugh!
I have high regard for GIQ and his friendship and for the way he's been with me (with one or two exceptions which we've dealt with). It's been a new experience for me and yet, he's not treated me like some kind of psychopath or a lovesick kid (which is how I think I've acted on occasions) but as an adult who's gone through lots of changes in the last year or so and is on a very very steep learning curve. I've learned a lot about relationships, friendships and me over the past few weeks and that's always a good thing. If you can learn from your mistakes, you're less likely to repeat them. So, thanks GIQ! And thanks to the few of you who've known what's been happening and who've been so supportive of me and my emotionally instability! Big hug to you all.
Monty! xxx
Where does one start??? Well, firstly, I had a lovely weekend away with my friends James and Jacqui - relaxed, fun and very alcoholic! (at one point in time, apparently this little black duck had fallen asleep in a drunken stupor at the dining table while James was doing a nudie run around the house, equally inebriated. Fortunately for us, Jacqui was a bit more in control of things and was able to put me to bed and eventually get James to bed too). Anyway, I digress. So I was feeling pretty good with the world come Monday.
GIQ and I had been chatting via email on Monday and in the evening, I sms'ed him in response to his email. I thought we should have a chat (on the phone) but got this somewhat cryptic response...
"I can't talk..."
The sms conversation proceeded as follows then...
M: Damn, I was going to give you a ring tonight - do u have company?
GIQ: Ummm, yes, sorry. x
At this point, I realised that he wasn't hosting his maiden aunt for dinner...
M: Bugger
GIQ: In a couple of hours, yes.
M: Bastard
GIQ: You're better...
M: Doesn't help. Major dose of green eyed monster happening here. FUCK!
GIQ: Just don't, ok. I'm so not worth one second of you feeling like this.
M: Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
GIQ: You are cute, pure of heart and lovely. Go and find someone like you.
M: Doesn't help. Not your fault. Fuck Fuck Fuck!
At this point, I was sitting on my couch, blindly watching Desperate Housewives, trying to concentrate, seeing images on the TV but not comprehending anything that was happening in the show. I was devastated! And insanely jealous! And the thing that I couldn't understand was why I was feeling this way! I thought that I had settled in my heart the fact that "we" weren't going to happen as a couple...that we were going to be good friends and that's it. But obviously, from my reaction, my head had been fooling my heart! And suddenly, my heart was in control...and my emotions were out of control!
Now, normally I'm a pretty controlled guy emotionally and even on the few occasions when my emotions have been heightened, I've been able to remove myself from the situation and think things through logically. I've been able to work out why I'm feeling that way, and been able to reason with myself as to why I shouldn't feel that way, or be able to formulate a plan of action to enable me to manage my feelings so that I can be in control again. I've got a pretty good understanding of how I tick generally and so therefore have been able to sort myself out, no matter what the situation.
But, on Monday night, I couldn't think things through...I couldn't reason, my mind was a blank...I was just simply FEELING! My emotions got the better of me and wave after wave of hurt and jealousy were washing over me and I couldn't stop it! I had this horrible heavy feeling in my chest and I seriously just wanted to sit there and weep!
Fortunately for me, GIQ sussed out that I was not feeling particularly chuffed (perceptive bloke that he is) from my above sms's and so, bless his heart, interrupted his date and rang me, concerned for me. I was somewhat surprised and touched that he was willing to do this but I also had a lot of stuff that needed to be expressed. And so I did let rip - with both barrels blazing. And to his credit, he took it all in his stride. He was very kind and understanding and I think he did actually accept some of the points I made about how I felt he had treated me. NOT, I must hasten to add, that he had mistreated me, or deliberately set out to hurt me! He had been very honest with me all the way! But, I had foolishly allowed feelings to develop, feelings which obviously went far deeper than I had expected. And this event simply triggered them. But we ended up having a really good chat, and even a couple of laughs. And so I hung up, feeling much better about things.
I slept very well that night - I was exhausted - and the next day, woke up still sore (emotionally) but my mind was back in control and doing its reasoning, sorting, and managing my feelings which was good. This time I think it finally sank in that there wasn't going to be an "us", this was NOT going to be the Grand Romance of my life, it was OVER.
And looking back back now after a couple of days, I realize that it had to happen for my true feelings to come to the surface and be dealt with. We've talked pretty extensively over the past couple of days as well and things have actually settled down! I do feel finally like I'm getting over him. Truly getting over him. I still like him a lot, I still think he's a great guy, I know we are going to be great friends! And I know that in time, we'll look back at the start of our friendship, these past few weeks of rollercoastering emotions, and have ourselves a quiet chuckle! Or maybe even a hooting laugh!
I have high regard for GIQ and his friendship and for the way he's been with me (with one or two exceptions which we've dealt with). It's been a new experience for me and yet, he's not treated me like some kind of psychopath or a lovesick kid (which is how I think I've acted on occasions) but as an adult who's gone through lots of changes in the last year or so and is on a very very steep learning curve. I've learned a lot about relationships, friendships and me over the past few weeks and that's always a good thing. If you can learn from your mistakes, you're less likely to repeat them. So, thanks GIQ! And thanks to the few of you who've known what's been happening and who've been so supportive of me and my emotionally instability! Big hug to you all.
Monty! xxx
Friday, June 01, 2007
The Weekend Is Upon Us...
What a weird week it has been! It's still busy at work however I think I've broken the back of my URGENT URGENT stuff and so I've felt a bit less stressed...emphasis on a BIT. There's still plenty of stress, but I'm coping better this week! And today, I'm so totally lacking in any desire to do any work at all!!! I've been reading blogs, making comments on blogs, chatting to colleagues, basically anything that isn't work!
But on top of the bizarre work mood I've been in, I have also had a less stressed (or angsty) week on a personal note. I think the Gent In Question and I have sorted things out fully. We've got ourselves onto a mutally agreeable emotional platform and are moving forward in a satisfactory fashion! I'm pretty chuffed about this - he's a great guy and is going to be a very good friend (well, is already a good friend).
I'm off down the coast this afternoon with my friends James and Jacqui - down to the beach house. It's hardly the weather for beach-housing...the chill of autumn is fast turning wintery and so I doubt there will be much beaching! BUT, it is gorgeous weather still during the day, with bright sunny skies and it's still in the 20's so I feel we will be sitting on the back lawn with a full picnic spread tomorrow afternoon! 'twill be lots of cheeses, dips, crackers, olives, artichokes and of course, wine! mmmmmmmm...
It's going to be a lovely, relaxing weekend, spent with good friends, laughter, food, wine, Scrabble (James and I are having an epic re-match as I whipped his arse last time), DVD's and music! How much better can it get? (well, if someone was in bed with me at night keeping me warm, that would improve it somewhat)
I hope everyone has a great weekend, whatever you are doing!
But on top of the bizarre work mood I've been in, I have also had a less stressed (or angsty) week on a personal note. I think the Gent In Question and I have sorted things out fully. We've got ourselves onto a mutally agreeable emotional platform and are moving forward in a satisfactory fashion! I'm pretty chuffed about this - he's a great guy and is going to be a very good friend (well, is already a good friend).
I'm off down the coast this afternoon with my friends James and Jacqui - down to the beach house. It's hardly the weather for beach-housing...the chill of autumn is fast turning wintery and so I doubt there will be much beaching! BUT, it is gorgeous weather still during the day, with bright sunny skies and it's still in the 20's so I feel we will be sitting on the back lawn with a full picnic spread tomorrow afternoon! 'twill be lots of cheeses, dips, crackers, olives, artichokes and of course, wine! mmmmmmmm...
It's going to be a lovely, relaxing weekend, spent with good friends, laughter, food, wine, Scrabble (James and I are having an epic re-match as I whipped his arse last time), DVD's and music! How much better can it get? (well, if someone was in bed with me at night keeping me warm, that would improve it somewhat)
I hope everyone has a great weekend, whatever you are doing!
Monday, April 09, 2007
Breakfast and other miscellaneous ramblings...
Woke up this morning (a first for me this weekend but that's another story) feeling refreshed and determined to enjoy today in its entirety! Jumped out of bed around 10.30am, had a shower and dressed myself. I really felt like some breakfast - unusual for me as I'm not really a brekkie kinda guy. And more specifically, felt like a ham and cheese croissant with an espresso. Not that difficult. Popped up to Crows Nest - the closest cafe area to me - to my fave cafe Crowzone. It was closed! Doh! So I wandered up Willoughby Rd trying to find 1. a cafe that was open and 2. one that served ham and cheese croissants. Not a difficult task in my mind, but apparently rather too tricky for the cafes that were open! I could get buckwheat pancakes or fennel and corn frittatas, but not a simple ham and cheese croissant! What the...?
So, drove to Artarmon, Chatswood and back to Wollstonecraft and still no luck! I ended up going to the supermarket to purchase the individual components and they didn't have any croissants so I ended up buying a loaf of bread instead. Came home and made myself ham and cheese melts and ate them, reading the paper and drinking an espresso. This all took around about 90 mins to do (from the initial leaving home to sitting down to eat), so it actually became LUNCH! Crazy! Anyway, that's my rant for the day.
Saturday night - yes, the trashy night did indeed happen! Met my friends Baz and Waz at 8.30pm at the Columbian - pretty quiet. Had a couple of G&T's there and a good chat. Left around 10pm and Baz went home - poor boy has been down with the flu and only dragged himself out of bed because he'd promised me the trashy night. So Waz and I were left, so Waz decided to take me to the Stonewall. I have heard that the Stonewall was a bit of a twink pub/club and it was true! Lots of younger guys, and a few older ones (not sure which I fit into, definitely not the "younger guys" but also don't feel like an "older guy" either)...lots of eye candy that's for sure! We had a couple of drinks and enjoyed the scenery, but then Waz decided it was time for me to meet some of the cute guys I was admiring! I'm not very good at just walking up to a strange guy and starting a conversation (nothwithstanding my adventures in Berlin and Prague) and was reluctant to do so on Saturday night. So Waz just walked up to to this reaaly good looking guy and introduced himself, introduced me and then turned away! And so I was left talking to this guy...actually a very friendly guy, from the country (Wagga Wagga), in for the long weekend with his friends. They had spent all day at the races and had ended up at Stonewall - unfortunately he was straight (which just added to the appeal) which gives rise the question as to what he was doing in a gay pub - I didn't have the wits about me to question that! We chatted for about 20 mins and then he left with his friends. Waz left shortly thereafter, but not before introducing himself and me to another guy who was standing next to me at the bar. 26 yrs old, lives just around the corner from me, works at my favourite store (David Jones') and his name is the same as mine! He's only been in Sydney for about a month and so didn't know many people. And cute as!!! So we chatted for about an hour before he too, decided to leave. By that stage, I was feeling a bit more confident and so started chatting to another guy; his friends met him later on and so chatted to them as well. The place was cranking by this stage and eventually, one of his friends said he was leaving, and asked me to leave with him! Not being the sort to say no to a good looking guy, I accepted his invitation. And so, found myself at 4 in the morning, going for it with this rather gorgeous English guy at his place in Alexandria. Ahhh, yes, the slutty stage did emerge again! Well and truly! But hey, it was a long weekend!
Last night, my friends James and Jacqui took me out for a quiet chardy and dinner at one of our local pubs, the Commodore. A most pleasant and chilled out way to spend an evening. I couldn't have handled anything too hardcore anyway, so this suited me to a T!
So the weekend has been almost exactly what I expected, in fact better in some ways! The PSB's were sensational, the Trashy Night was, well, trashy...but FUN! I can see the appeal that the Oxford St strip has to many guys, but I still don't think it's my scene. I'm too much of a dinner partying, cafe latte sipping and chardonnay swilling North Shore type to get into the club scene in any major way. Once in a while (very long while) it's fine and fun but that's it.
I certainly hope everyone else had themselves a grand ol' time over the long weekend! Look forward to reading all the reports over the course of the next few days!
So, drove to Artarmon, Chatswood and back to Wollstonecraft and still no luck! I ended up going to the supermarket to purchase the individual components and they didn't have any croissants so I ended up buying a loaf of bread instead. Came home and made myself ham and cheese melts and ate them, reading the paper and drinking an espresso. This all took around about 90 mins to do (from the initial leaving home to sitting down to eat), so it actually became LUNCH! Crazy! Anyway, that's my rant for the day.
Saturday night - yes, the trashy night did indeed happen! Met my friends Baz and Waz at 8.30pm at the Columbian - pretty quiet. Had a couple of G&T's there and a good chat. Left around 10pm and Baz went home - poor boy has been down with the flu and only dragged himself out of bed because he'd promised me the trashy night. So Waz and I were left, so Waz decided to take me to the Stonewall. I have heard that the Stonewall was a bit of a twink pub/club and it was true! Lots of younger guys, and a few older ones (not sure which I fit into, definitely not the "younger guys" but also don't feel like an "older guy" either)...lots of eye candy that's for sure! We had a couple of drinks and enjoyed the scenery, but then Waz decided it was time for me to meet some of the cute guys I was admiring! I'm not very good at just walking up to a strange guy and starting a conversation (nothwithstanding my adventures in Berlin and Prague) and was reluctant to do so on Saturday night. So Waz just walked up to to this reaaly good looking guy and introduced himself, introduced me and then turned away! And so I was left talking to this guy...actually a very friendly guy, from the country (Wagga Wagga), in for the long weekend with his friends. They had spent all day at the races and had ended up at Stonewall - unfortunately he was straight (which just added to the appeal) which gives rise the question as to what he was doing in a gay pub - I didn't have the wits about me to question that! We chatted for about 20 mins and then he left with his friends. Waz left shortly thereafter, but not before introducing himself and me to another guy who was standing next to me at the bar. 26 yrs old, lives just around the corner from me, works at my favourite store (David Jones') and his name is the same as mine! He's only been in Sydney for about a month and so didn't know many people. And cute as!!! So we chatted for about an hour before he too, decided to leave. By that stage, I was feeling a bit more confident and so started chatting to another guy; his friends met him later on and so chatted to them as well. The place was cranking by this stage and eventually, one of his friends said he was leaving, and asked me to leave with him! Not being the sort to say no to a good looking guy, I accepted his invitation. And so, found myself at 4 in the morning, going for it with this rather gorgeous English guy at his place in Alexandria. Ahhh, yes, the slutty stage did emerge again! Well and truly! But hey, it was a long weekend!
Last night, my friends James and Jacqui took me out for a quiet chardy and dinner at one of our local pubs, the Commodore. A most pleasant and chilled out way to spend an evening. I couldn't have handled anything too hardcore anyway, so this suited me to a T!
So the weekend has been almost exactly what I expected, in fact better in some ways! The PSB's were sensational, the Trashy Night was, well, trashy...but FUN! I can see the appeal that the Oxford St strip has to many guys, but I still don't think it's my scene. I'm too much of a dinner partying, cafe latte sipping and chardonnay swilling North Shore type to get into the club scene in any major way. Once in a while (very long while) it's fine and fun but that's it.
I certainly hope everyone else had themselves a grand ol' time over the long weekend! Look forward to reading all the reports over the course of the next few days!
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