Wednesday, September 30, 2009

I took her out, it was a Friday night
I wore cologne to get the feeling right
We started makin' out and she took off my pants
But then, I turned on the TV

And that's about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
And are still more amused by TV shows
What the hell is ADD, my friends say I should act my age
What's my age again?
What's my age again?

Then later on, on the drive home
I called her mom from a pay phone
I said I was the cops and your husband's in jail
This state looks down on sodomy

And that's about the time that bitch hung up on me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
And are still more amused by prank phone calls
What the hell is call ID, my friends say I should act my age
What's my age again?
What's my age again?

And that's about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
And you still act like you're in freshman year
What the hell is wrong with me, my friends say I should act my age
What's my age again?


That's about the time that she broke up with me (what's my age again?)
No one should take themselves so seriously
With many years ahead to fall in line
Why would you wish that on me, I'll never wanna act my age
What's my age again?
What's my age again?

What's my age again...

-Blink 182

Monday, September 28, 2009

It's lonely in the middle

Good show on Saturday nite at Taste of the Islands. Really great crowd, but most of them were African and they were there to see the headliner. I'm not sure they all understood what I was saying.

I'm a little sad at the moment. I can't really put my finger on it. I got blown off by the 23 year old. Didn't meet anyone new over the weekend. Italian boy texted me finally, after a month - at midnite last nite. Hmph. I said no. Now I have 2 headliners who think they like me. I'm just kinda tired of it all.

23 is too young.
Chef is too busy.
Bass player is too far away.

Sigh.

More to say, but no energy to say it. I'll be back in Grand Prairie this Wednesday nite at Theo's. Should be a great show. Come see me!

Monday, September 21, 2009

My Latino Line-Up

What is it with me and Latinos? :)

So, we all went out on Friday nite, including the chef. We had a nice time. That's about it. He didn't touch me, or make a move toward me, or give me any indication that he's at all interested in me. We did get to spend some time alone before everyone else arrived, so I delved into his past and his marriage and all that jazz. I think he's afraid that women are only after his money. I don't want his money, I just want to hang out with him! I think this one's dead in the water. Figures. The one guy who is my age and utterly perfect for me is just not that into me. Sigh.

I had breakfast and hung out with my super hot friend Victor. He's the 21 year old that I talk about. He's 22 now. We're just friends, he's getting married next year, but we used to have a lot of fun together. I just love being seen with him! Every woman within eye shot checks him out hardcore. It's really funny. I don't think he knows how hot he is. A Puerto Rican cutie.

The 23 year old has been over to visit me a couple of times. He's a very sweet boy. I'm hoping he doesn't get too attached to me. He was supposed to be leaving for Boston to go to school, but it fell thru, so he'll be here for another year. I like him, and I swear if he were older I'd probably keep him around forever! But 23! Damn. He's very attentive and complimentary. He noticed that my nails and toes were done. He rubs my feet. He makes me laugh. Yikes. I'm gonna have to get away from this one pretty damn fast.

Bass player still calls. And all of these guys are Latino. My Latino line-up, I like to call them. And I'm still, for all intents and purposes, single.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Out of the kitchen

I have a 'date' with the Chef this Friday. Woot! Damn that took forever. I use quotation marks on 'date' to indicate that it's not just going to be us. I invited him to happy hour with myself and my co-workers after work on Friday. My 2 favorite therapists, Lori and Brian, are leaving and heading to their next assignment, so we're having a small farewell party. I figured it was innocuous enough to ask him along, and then I can gauge how he behaves around me outside of work. I should know pretty quickly if he's interested or not. Wish me luck.

Monday, September 14, 2009

No joke - I really am funny

Howdy bloggers. I've been neglectful of you and I'm sorry, I've just been so busy.

The show last Tuesday at Absolute Rehearsal Studios was good. Small crowd, but we made the best of it.

Saturday nite in Grand Prairie was the bomb. OMG. I'm really getting good at working the crowd. That used to scare me to death. I made $50 in tips and they asked me to come back, so I guess that's all good!

I met the cutest boy there, too. ha! This one was 23, and he followed me home like a puppy. Ahh, youth. Gotta love it. What a sweetie.

Nothing happening with the chef. The bass player still calls me all the time. I'm doing ok, really. I'm doing ok.

Thursday, September 03, 2009

More shows!

I've been asked to do a couple more shows this month!

TONITE - Hyena's Arlington at 8 PM. No cover, should be a good show.

Saturday, September 12th -
Theo's
Grand Prairie
8 PM, no cover

Last nite was a good one! I'm hoping to be back on their list next month, The Mosaic is lovely! And I had 5 friends come see the show, which was awesome. Yay!

ChefWatch 2009

I haven’t written in a few days. Sorry about that. I don’t have a computer at home anymore so I have to do this when I have time at work, usually early in the morning or at lunch.

So the chef is a very busy fellow. But, even as busy as he is, he still notices when I’m not around. I didn’t go to the daily staff meeting Monday, and I didn’t see him at all during the day. So Monday nite, he called to see if everything was ok. Aww. Isn’t that sweet? I told him that I was at work, just busy all day and didn’t have time to attend the meeting. I’m just happy that he noticed.

This one’s gonna be tough though. He’s incredibly busy, super ambitious, and I wonder how he could ever squeeze me in for a little while. But I hope that we can get together sometime soon, even if only for a drink and a chat.

He will be mine.
Oh yes, he will be mine.

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