Weekend Update

[angelak]

Man, it’s been hard to keep up with my updates.
The usual fashion lately is weekend update time. So here goes:

Friday night. Friday night. What the hell did I do Friday night? Wracking my brain on this account@(&%*(@%@!

I know I washed my car, dropped my cell phone in my car washing bucket, effectively ruining it. Yikes!~

I think aside from that I didn’t do a whole lot other than chillin like a villain, and I stopped by faerievixen’s to visit and we had much girlie chatting.

Saturday was awesome. Let’s see. I awoke late, read in bed, got up, showered, got a phonecall from Jim indicating that he was heading over to my duplex. WAahhhooo! Hottie on his way over to MY place. That always makes me feel great.

Sooooo, I had picked up my house a bit and did some household chores before Jim made it to my house. He forgot his clubbing clothes, and called me partway here to tell me that. The plan was that the boys were going out clubbing that evening in Seattle (that’s right – my end of town!!!!) one last time before Ecko and Ray Ray go back to Iraq. *siiiiighs* I’ll miss Ray even though I have only gotten to know him in the past few months. I also don’t envy Ecko, even if we don’t get along the best.

My infinite reverence to these guys. Again: maybe I didn’t say it before… these guys are a doing a job a lot of us wouldn’t want to do. And maybe war isn’t what we’re for – I just put healing and safe energy out there to bring these guys home again. Ray posted a myspace post the other and it was very sobering. He said last time he went to a Iraq he knew he’d come home to see his loved ones. This time he doesn’t get that feeling as much, as though he’ll get shot or seriously injured. It worries me; I hope his intuitions are wrong.

Onwards. Soooo, we were going to go hiking and then Sutton cancelled because it was Sutton (Jim’s friend) and his wife’s third anniversary the day we had initially planned. SOOO sad! I was stoaked for a hike. That’s okay. We replanned and I was going to take Jim ice skating in Lynnwood. We were killing some time and we went to the mall to buy jeans and shoes so he would not have to drive to Tacoma, and back to Seattle to have clubbing warez. !

We missed the ice skating session. Plan two, fell through. I wasn’t too upset, I mean after all – to me, as long as I get to hang out with someone I really enjoy, it doesn’t really matter what the plan is usually. We had a few serious talks in the car ride after shopping at the mall. (We had also grabbed lunch.)

Good things came up:
He’s happy where our relationship is.
It’s clear he likes the level of independence we both have within the relationship.
And many other things.

He seemed envious of said Sutton’s relationship with his wife. Sutton married his high school sweetheart. The one thing I noticed in his description of the two of them that caused me to think that although he (Jim) wished he could have sustained a relationship like – that causes me to think that perhaps he should be thankful he hasn’t, is that he still maintains a pretty active social life with the guys. Sutton tends to do a lot of one on one stuff with his wife. This isn’t bad or better or worse. Different. And when he mentioned envying this sort – I reminded him that it wasn’t something perhaps that was better than any other path or experience – perhaps more so that it was different. I think he agreed. It’s easy to think the grass is greener. I for one am glad I did not sustain my high school sweetheart and marry him.

That could EASILY have happened I think – and the fact that it did not has helped me get to know who I am as Angela – far better. Even with all the rocky relationship experiences that seem to have come to pass. I know – there have only been a couple in the past few years. None the less, both of these affected me greatly.

Having had this discussion leads me to think that someday, somehow this guy will – for whoever that may be, really be dedicated to the person he does settle down with. These are things I evaluate from afar. I don’t make excessively long term hopes with folks too much – especially if things are particularly so fresh. That assumption was a mistake I have made before.

Regardless of that over-the-edge line of thinking – the only important thing is that right now, I am also very, very happy with the relationship I have. I am completely satisfied in this monogamous sense as far as emotional needs. As much as any relationship could satisfy both of my needs, I feel this guy is currently doing a very good job with emotional/physical aspects. This, in turn, makes monogamy very suitable for me.

As much as I would not have thought I could be that switch hitter, I truly believe given the right circumstance – either is suitable. (Mono/poly).

I get nervous at times facing the pagan culture aspects. We did begin a public nudity discussion, where in we obviously had an understanding that both of us felt very differently about it. The best thing is that he isn’t telling me it is “wrong,” or that I shouldn’t do it. Merely, it’s a personal issue for him that he really wouldn’t want to be that way.

Kudos for knowing what way you don’t want to be. And I personally am happy I am the way I am. Which is comfortable in group situations where public nudity is an element.

It’s a bit of a shift from Khaya. Khaya enjoyed seeking out places that were nude-friendly, just for the sake of it. I, on other hand – am more into the nudity-for-a-purpose.
I can be comfortable in any situation and I adapt one way or the other. I enjoy my Fires of Lughnasadh weekend of not caring, however – for the most part… well, it’s not the biggest focus of mine.

The best news is that we seem to be able to communicate very well even on topics that we are not in complete agreement on so far. This bodes well in general. Yeay for that.

Anyhow. After missing the skate session we drove back to my place, played video games together, and all around joked around and had good company. There was much, “I hate you,” and “fuck off and dies,” shouted in his direction during our friendly first person shooter video games.

After all that I got ready to go out (wore my cute skirt and the only shirt that seems to work right now with that skirt) and we figured out what was happening where. We headed to Pioneer square, seemingly this is where the guys go when they go to the Seattle scene. I myself am missing the Merc. I want to go back and wear my snazzy goth-dress and feel HELLA sexy.

We parked and met the guys and Candi. Candi is a TOTAL sweetheart and after spending another night getting to know her a tiny bit more, I like her even more. Jim was ENTIRELY right when he described her as a total sweetheart.

Mike was already drunk, Ray was buzzed, and Ernest just sat and watched TV in club, bitching at us for getting in the way asking us, “didn’t we know that he paid his $12 to watch to TV?”

I had one drink to start with, though my fate was to stay mostly sober – as I was driving.
I immediately felt the urge to dance. I finished my drink and went out to the dance floor with Candi. I loved her because her objective was like mine. DANCE DANCE DANCE!

Much laughing at Mike ensued. We commented at Tiki Bob’s (first place we went) that Mike was the only black guy in the club, and that was why when he got on the dance floor, he had a girl flock to him immediately. VERY funny. Ernest continued to be a fr00t. We danced. I came back and dance near Jim in the bar-like area. We all went out to do a group dance. Much explicit dancing with Jim happened and that was nice. Sweeeeeet. Dancing time with the boyfriend. I always have to get used to dancing WITH someone because it tends to be a little more heat-inducing/muscle tiring. Especially since Jim is my precise height and when I wear my sandals that have more height to them, I end up having to go down further to be at his level sometimes.

Causes the thighs to work harder! Lol!

After Tiki Bob’s we went to J & M, which happened to be the place I met Jim initially. On our way to the J & M, Mike was very stupidly walking around drunk in Seattle and we had to make sure he wasn’t retarded enough to step in front of moving traffic. “Mike, don’t you know people in Seattle aim for dumb black guys…???!” Ray kept telling him. Hrm.

We stopped by, got hot dogs, and then went to the J & M.
I was flooded with the familiarity of the place.
Wow. Just wow. Candi served as a perfect cockblock when I needed it most, and I danced more. Had another drink; it had been over an hour since my last. I was nursing a beer when someone ordered a round of Jaager. I awnted the Jaager and Jim was checking to make sure that I’d be okay to drive after (3) drinks in the evening. I knew I’d be okay.

Dancing with the very wasted Candi – dancing with Jim, and just plainout dancing. Socializing, and then Jim and I had to go. We were going to go to my place and watch a movie. We could not get my media player to play it and I was too lazy to deal with it.

We went to sleep. Got up and he headed out to work.
I went to spend Father’s day with my dad and my mom. I ended up at my grandparents’ place to also celebrate Grandpa’s father’s day. After that I went home and went to bed; it was late.

On Monday I slept in and then called Jim. I drove to Tacoma and picked up food along the way. I was going to surprise him with his favorite – but I didn’t want to surprise him and have had him already have eaten so I called him to confirm that he was hungry ;)

Annnnnd then we hung out, I read my book, saw the guys some.
Lazed around most of the day doing much of nothing.
Jimmy’s allergies started bugging the HELL of out him. We’ve concluded it is doubtful that the dogs are causing it because he didn’t spend much time with them Sunday or this weekend at all, and yet here he was having an allergy attack on Monday. The poor guy was miserable.

More quality hang out time.
Went to bed.
Started my morning good and early and that was my weekend.


Although I wish this could have been a little more eloquant of writing, I just want it recorded before I am stupid and forget.

-Angela