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!

Sam...

It's funny, out of the blue last night, I was lying in bed waiting to go to sleep, when I thought of Sam. I blame the boys...Mark and Simon...being the OLD people that they have turned into, they went to bed and turned out all the lights at 10:30pm, while I was sitting on the balcony talking to EIB. Anyway, so I had to go to bed when I was really not feeling tired at all (it's all that sleeping in that I'm doing...so wonderful). So, I'm lying there, trying to sleep, very unsuccessfully. I started thinking about Sydney, what will be happening when I get back, who'll I'll see first, etc etc etc. It's Evan's birthday, his 40th (lots of those happening at the moment in my life) and so it's going to be a rather large celebration. And of course, Sam popped into my head (being a friend of Evan's). I haven't really thought that much about him since I've been on holidays, as I've been trying, as I was advised to do, to have lots of FUN! And of course, the strange thing is, apart from the first weekend I was here, I haven't had any FUN (as in shagging fun). It's been nearly 3 weeks since my last shag!!! Crazy or what! I'm here, in London, where there are sooooo many HOT guys, and I've been going to bed like a good little virgin every flipping night!!! Anyway, back to the story...Sam popped up in my head. I really like him. He's a very sweet, funny, intelligent, good looking, reasonably sane, seemingly issue free guy! PERFECT! And you know, I really am looking forward to seeing him again! He's got a great smile, a wonderful voice and a magnificent furrrry chest! So shallow of me I know! But, despite my (to quote EIB) whoring around whilst here in London, when I get back, I'd really like to start seeing him. Of course, he may have moved on...you never know. But if he hasn't, and he's willing, then that's what I'd like to do.

So that's my thought for the day. It's kinda strange, I know, to be thinking about starting a relationship with someone, when this weekend - which is my last weekend in London - I'm planning on going out with a BANG!!! or two...or three even!!! I've got last Sunday's date turning up tomorrow night for dinner and a sleepover, and then Saturday night, I'm hoping to meet up with a couple of recently married (or CP'd) bloggers for a night out in Soho (and I'm going to do a club if it kills me)...and hopefully pick up...and then Sunday, meet up for drinks with another of my blogging correspondents and then spend the night at Matt's. So, I am going to be thoroughly making up for the past few weeks abstinence. But it still concerns me...am I really such a slut? I was reading in Attitude magazine (a British gay rag) about this guy who's 31 and claims to have had sex with 3000 guys! So my few guys doesn't seem so dramatic in comparison...but for me, given my past, it still seems like I've been round the block just a few times too many! And particularly now, when I'm desirous of commencing dating Sam when I get back, I'm still wanting a big shagging weekend! I know in my heart that when I'm with a guy, I can be (and have been) monogamous. It's been bred into me and it's what I really want. But I'm loving the freedom of being able to shag whoever I want at the moment! It's a strange dichotomy which I need to come to terms with. Am I alone in being like this?

Where's the week gone...?`

I'm exhausted! This week has flown past and I've been absolutely flat out! It's been a fun week, but I still can't quite believe that it's Thursday night already! I've been going flat strap at work and I'm still struggling to finish everything I need to before COB tomorrow...but finish it I will.

It was great to meet up with Evan, McDreamy and Muzbot on Tuesday night - my three favourite friends in one place - how good can it get! Evan and McDreamy left around 9pm and then Muz and I got down to seriously deep stuff; we started talking about my parents' reaction to my coming out and even though it's been almost a year since then, it's still a topic that gets me emotional. I don't think Muz was expecting quite the reaction that I had, and to be honest, neither did I. I've been always quite good at compartmentalising my life, and so I generally just try not to think about my parents because it is still a very painful issue for me. But when I discussed it with my friend Jacqui several weeks ago, I burst into tears in the middle of Bar 333 on George St - not exactly what a 36 yr old guy would normally do. However, because I'd had this release, I thought when I was talking about it with Muz that I'd be in a better position to cope with it...but apparently not! But it was still good to talk to him about it, and I really appreciated his support. So the night was a really good one for me.

Last night, I caught up with C3 - he's been in the Simpson desert for the past couple of weeks and this was actually the first time we've met up face to face since we broke up. But it was really good actually - had some laughs and I caught him up on my past few weeks (Bruce and Sam).

And today, worked my arse off...didn't leave work until 8pm which is appalling for me! BUT only ONE DAY TO GO!!!!! And then I'm on holidays! Yay! Can't wait!

The Calm before the storm...

What a lovely weekend! I had a smashing date with Sam on Friday night - we went to a nice little Italian restaurant on Norton St in Leichhardt (Little Italy for non-Sydney-siders) and then wandered back to his place afterwards and watched the original Hairspray on DVD - we had planned on seeing the new version (the John Travolta one) at the movies however Sam thought I needed to see the Ricki Lake/Divine version first. And I must admit, I really was feeling like a night in...snuggling with him on the couch, watching the movie, was a far more pleasant way to spend a couple of hours than sitting at a cinema.

He has one very bad habit of which I have become aware - he doesn't sleep in! Once he's awake in the morning, he's up and at 'em! Whereas me - well, the more sleeping in, the better! It's one of my favourite things to do on a weekend! And particularly sleeping in with a hot guy like Sam...mmmmmmmm! Anyway, a minor fault which I shall endeavour to work on...maybe!

The rest of the weekend was quiet and relaxed, which is probably a good thing, considering the insanity that's going to be my life come Friday, when I finish work for 6 glorious weeks!!! I think this weekend was the calm before the storm! Next Friday night, I'm celebrating my freedom with drinks (and no doubt more drinks) with some work colleagues and whoever else wants to join me! Sunday, I'm having a smallish soiree at my place for a few of my friends which will doubtless be quite alcoholic and, I'm expecting, reasonably loud. And from then on, it's the lead up to my departure and so it's going to be busy busy busy! So I needed this weekend just to get a bit of zen in my life!

Speaking of which, yesterday (Sunday) was a bit of a day for eye-candy! It was smashing weather, maybe 22, 23 degrees C and buckets of sunshine! After lunch, I wandered down to the park and sat there in the sun reading my book and enjoying the open air. And enjoying the three hot, shirtless, straight guys who were playing with the football. Yummmo! I assumed they were straight because their girlfriends were sitting in the shade cheering them on. Wenches!

And I discovered the joys of late Sunday afternoon grocery shopping. Normally, I do my groceries around lunchtime on a Sunday, however due to the abovementioned expedition to the park, went much later yesterday. Well, it seems that all the delicious daddies come out in force at the supermarket late on Sundays! The Lower North Shore is a rather straight area of Sydney - one can often feel like the "only gay in the village" - although doubtless there are still gay guys there. Well, I'm one; Muzbot and Tom also live nearby, so there's at least 3 of us! LOL Anyway, walzing around the supermarket aisles was a rather pleasant experience with all these DILF's walking around with their wedding rings, kids and shopping trolleys! sigh...

A good weekend all round. And it's my last week at work! Yay! I'm counting the hours left at work now which is rather exciting!

Monty, Monty, Monty...

Guys, I worry myself sometimes, as I am totalling FANGING to see Sam again! That being said, I am seeing him in about 2 hrs time, but I just soooo want to see him sooner than that! Am I hopeless or what!!! I know what you'll be thinking..."Monty, Monty, Monty, get a hold of yourself!".

I'm going to have a great weekend and I hope you all have one too!!!

What a great week I'm having...

Yes indeedy! After a rather good weekend, this week has been a delight! I stayed in on Monday and Tuesday nights and got myself two early nights in a row which made for a very well rested, and consequently quite perky, Monty at work. This meant that I've been zinging through my work which is always a good thing! AND I had a date with Sam last night! A very GOOD date! He's lovely - even better when I'm sober (which I was last night). We just had dinner and a bottle of wine, followed by some Gelato and coffee. Nothing spectacular but I didn't need that - I was enjoying his company too much to notice!

AND he's a fabulous kisser! He was keen to see me again, and so we're going out for dinner tomorrow night as well! And I can't wait!

Does this all sound familiar? LOL It's a bit tricky, as I fly out in two weeks to the day, so I'm not sure how things are going to go. I do like him, and he seems to like me. But things will only just be starting when I go o/s and I'll be away for 5 weeks so who knows!

But I am going to enjoy it while I am here, and see what the lay of the land is when I get back. Can't do any more than that.

Back into it...with a vengeance...!

"What's he back into?" I hear you ask. Well, if you read my previous post, you'll have half an idea! Yep, that's right folks - Monty got himself laid over the weekend...a couple of times! Wahooooo!

During the week, I actually realized that I did have a backup plan - I just hadn't really thought about it as such. I met Harry months ago - during my slutty summer in fact - and we had a one night thing. He's quite an attractive English guy, about 5'11", reddish blonde, a bit reserved, here with work. He was not interested in relationships as such, which suited me fine in summer - it was a bit of fun and that was it. He very coincidentally sms'd me a couple of weeks ago, suggesting we meet up again and I had put him off (as I was deeply into Bruce at that stage). So it was simply a matter of texting him and lo and behold, he was on my door step Friday night! Wahooo! Drought broken! (well, maybe not exactly a drought, more just a 4 week dry spell)

Saturday, I was having a lazy'ish arvo at home, reading the paper when my friend DG rang and asked if I felt like going for a drive. It was a gorgeous day outside and so I was more than happy to do so. He rocked up in his brand new convertible Audi TT!!! Sensational!!! The top was down and we were motoring all over the North Shore, looking fabulous and enjoying the buckets of sunshine (and the admiring, if slightly envious, glances of fellow motorists)! It was a great afternoon; and it was lovely to catch up with him as well!
Saturday night, it was McDreamy's official birthday celebrations and I did him up an arrangment as my gift - this is a pic of it. Evan made us dinner (rather declicious too) and then we toddled over to the Newtown Hotel for drinks. We were met there by one of Evan's friends, Sam - a tall, hairy and quite attractive gent! I am still pondering as to whether this was a set up by Evan or not...hmmm... Anyway, we stayed there for quite a few drinks, chatting our heads off and enjoying McDreamy's great selection (well, with one exception that we won't mention) of music on the jukebox. We then grabbed ourselves a cab and hit Manacle, a reasonably benign (well, it seemed rather benign, apart from the chain web in the middle of the floor) leather bar in Sydney. McDreamy had, earlier in the week, promised to find me a leatherman to shag - frankly, whilst a man in leather is quite nice, I wasn't particularly fussy - I just wanted a man to shag! I don't quite remember how long we stayed there; I think we had a couple of drinks before McDreamy and Evan decided to leave. They walked out the door, and Sam and I looked at each other and without a word, just started snogging like there was no tomorrow!!! We finally came up for air about 5 minutes later and he said "I've been wanting to do that to you all evening!"...wahooo! Needless to say, I invited him back home and so I got my second shag for the weekend! Fantastic! He's a lovely guy (aren't they all?), interesting, with a good conversational style, very nice furrrrrry chest, and errr, well, lots of other good stuff!!!
He left around 9am yesterday (he had a swimming class to go to) and so I went straight back to bed and caught some more zzzzz's! Evan rang at around 12.30pm and after a quick shower, the boys collected me for our Spit Bridge to Manly walk. Another gorgeous afternoon spent with two wonderful friends; the harbour was at its most spectacular with all the sail boats out, the water was a magnificent cobalt blue fading to torquiose near the shore and clear as! The walk itself is 9.4km's, mostly through the Sydney Harbour National Park, but also through touches of suburbia, along some beaches, a couple of parks and some towering cliffs. We ended up at the Bavarian Beer Cafe in Manly, beers (or in the case of Evan, glass of rose) in hand, an early dinner with the sun setting over the water. Delightful! The pics are from our walk...

So an action (in more ways than one) packed weekend for Monty - good food, good friends, good shags and plenty of alcohol! Who could want for more? :-) he he he! I'm certainly back into it - with a vengeance. I think a slutty couple of weeks before I hit Europe is on the cards! Wahooooo!