Sunday, July 09, 2006
What More Can I Say?
There isn't much to say about what has been going on lately.
The Work Front Work is going swell, with the exception of Mr. Yellow's brother frequent surprise visits to the office. His first visit really caught me of gaurd. My heart litereally felt as if it was going to climb out of my throat when I saw him walk through the door. I did one of those "Oh no he didn't" type of things in my head. I told him he wasn't slick. I knew what he was doing. You see, the last time I spoke to him over the phone he did the whole "I wanna see you" bit. I was so not having that. I told him the only way he saw me if he came by the office to visit his brother. Sure enough he challenged my words by showing up. Needless to say I do remain professional and half the time I act like he doesn't exists. He'll try to force a conversation, by asking me questions about his brother's whereabouts in the office, or where is such and such or what is the fax number. I'll answer him, but continue on with work.
Fourth of JulyA couple of weeks before the fourth I was invited to a get together at my friend KC's house in the Northeast side of the city. I went back and fourth about it, because I really didn't know what I wanted to do for the holiday. In the end I decided to go and I'm actually glad I went. I saw a couple of folks I hadn't seen in almost a year and even met a couple of new faces, including KC's latest addition to her home, Angel. I can't remember what breed of dog Angel is but picture a Lassie with a black shiney coat. Angel is soooooo pretty. KC's last dog had to be put to sleep in May. He was suffering from cancer and has much as KC didn't want to do it, she had to. Even in talking to her about it, it was kind of a touchy matter. I'm glad she was able to "inherite" Angel. Angel's previous owners were living in an apartment and really couldn't do much with her.
Fireworks? While KC may not have had any in her arsenal, there was plenty to see from the people on her block. Even as I drove home, back to Southeast, DC was aglow by the glittery sky. Thank God it rained earlier in the evening, I don't think I would have been able to handle the heavy smoke screen that is usually left behind. The moisture from the rain helped clear some of that up.
Last Night's Thrill Originally I had hoped to meet up with Mr. S for the evening, but after I realized that nothing was really confirmed my Saturday quickly filled up. After running a couple of errands during the day, I ended up coming home to get dressed for a show at the 9:30 club. The Brand New Heavies and Van Hunt were performing and I was meeting up with another gentleman friend of mine, Mr. Leo. Mr. Leo, who will be 37 in a few days, is someone I have known for about a year and is also an aspiring writer. He currently has a Sci-fi epic that is on the brink of being released. He's been courted by a few publishing houses, but I guess he hasn't committed to anything because he is trying to find the right fit.
Well, before I could meet up with Mr. Leo, I had to make my way to the Georgetown area to the Ritz Carlton for a staff meeting. It was atcually at the request of May, who is helping me prepare for a networking event pertaining to the magazine. She figured that if we could include everyone in this, we would bounce ides of of each other and see what we can come with. granted this meeting was a good way for use to bond a bit more outside of work, but still the closer the time came for the meeting I was annoyed by it and I really couldn't understand why. I think it's because I'm very true the philosophy of leave work at work. I like my weekends free for ME!Part of me really didn't want to show up, but I figured that would be totally wrong of me.
The meeting went as planned, even in the absence of Mr. Yellow, who was attending a concert. I must admit I felt a bit uncomfortable sitting in this very posh and conservative bar room of the hotel in some jeans and a very cleavage showing top. However, I had a feeling that by the time we were done, it would be time for me to meet up with Mr. Leo, and sure enough it was.
The show was excellent. Both groups brought in pure energy, especially the Brand New Heavies. The guitar licks, the vocals, the drums, the congos, the horns... a pure music orgasm for the ears. My company was excellent as well. Mr. Leo and I joke a lot about how Aquarians and Leos are a strange combination and last night only proved it as we cracked jokes even more and flirted a bit with each other.
However, it wasn't until we went to Busboys and Poets for a late dinner that I felt as if I were put on the spot. He began to ask questions about my pastlife. Not that the questions were deep, incriminating or invading my privacy, I was just a bit reluctant to discuss all that I had gone through with depression. From my answers to his questions, I punked out and never went below the surface. I stayed on the surface. I'm still fragile when it comes to that part of my life.
I did ask him about his family. From what he told me, it's just him. He has brothers and sisters, but because they all have different fathers they were never really close. His mother has been deceased for about ten years now. I didn't want my night to end with him, but when I saw that it was going on 3 am, it was time to call it an evening, or is that morning?
After saying my good night to Mr. Leo, I drove away to commence to do the most regretful thing ever. I will say it was an eye opening experience. A turning point in which I feel bad for. Maybe one day I'll have the courage to confront myself with the ugly truth.
I woke up this afternoon and logged onto my Yahoo Instant Messenger and found a message from Mr. S:
"sorry i missed out Saturday. i went to miami with my cousin since his birthday was Friday. i hope i can make it up with you soon." Anticipating Miami My trip to Miami is in a few days. I've spoken with Nisha and she is worried about not having enough money on hand to show me a good time. I told her not to worry about it, because I highly doubt that my time down there will be the last. the purpose for this visit is to make sure Shekinah is out of the woods and can attract soem investors.
I can't wait to see her. I haven't seen her in a few years since I was in New Orleans for the Essence Music Festival in 2002.
The only thing I'm not looking forward to doing is packing.
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