Lesson #58: Sex and shit don't mix.
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My weekend rendezvous with Mr. Man was mediocre. Friday only hours before we were supposed to head out of town we got into a little argument over me not leaving messages on his phone. In his world not leaving a message when I call means that I don�t care about him. Crazy, I know but in his mind it makes since. Friday we left town later then planned. And for once it was me who was late. I insisted on getting my nails done and because it was Friday and most people got paid sometime within the week I had to wait�.and wait�.and wait�but my nails are cute. Priorities, right? We got to Oakland, checked into our waterfront suite and got dressed to go out. We went to Scott�s Seafood in Jack London Square. The food was good, the ambiance was great. Next we headed to Kimballs East to see Mint Condition perform live. We all know that Mint Condition was the shiznit back in the early 90�s. But I am hear to tell you that they are still the shiznit. There performance was great! They have not gotten the publicity they deserve and now that they have split completely from their label and are independent it may make it that much harder to get the attention they deserve. Although the music and the jazz house were both very nice, the minute we walked into the place Mr. Man ran into some friends of his that he knew back when he and his ex-wife lived in the Bay Area. We ended up spending the night with the two other couples squeezed into a both. Not exactly my idea of a romantic night. I was hoping for an improvement when we got back to the hotel. Things started off great then went really, really bad. I have a story that is sure to put Buppie�s inability to control her urine . I am much to embarrassed to give all the icky details and Mr. Man is nice enough not to give me the nickname leaky booty (although the term would be very much appropriate). If he ever so much as brings up the details of that night I will strangle him. Lately we have been contemplating the idea moving in together. I keep going back and forth over the idea trying to weigh the pro�s and con�s. My lease is up at the end of the month and I have the option of staying and paying more rent or moving. Neither of which I want to do. Moving in with Mr. Man would obviously help me save money and we would get to spend much more time together. But the idea of living with a man (who is not my hubby), losing most of my freedom and privacy is scary. |
10:12 a.m. || June 06, 2005 |
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