Sunday, April 30, 2006

I reconnect; The Italian leaves; A party brings out Santisha.

Meet Chelle. 23, UT student and a former high school classmate of mine. Chelle has lived in Austin a little bit longer than I have but we never seem to hang out. It's kind of funny and odd because we went to a small high school but here our lives are so different. That has started to change this week when she called me and told me her boyfriend of 2 years broke up with her. Remind me again why people come to me when these sort of things happen? Well being that J-Boo got a bad ass new job and we were going to have dinner to celebrate, I invited Chelle along. There we were at McCormick and Schmidt's enjoying my new favoriate happy hour and just catching up. I think the night out helped Chelle deal with the break up a little bit. Afterwards, we headed over to Halcyon for post dinner cocktails and then to Fabric. I got into it with this drunkard who came up to us and immediately tried to engage in a conversation. "Can I help you?" I say with a very bitchy tone. "No you can't help me." He says, "Do you know who I am?" No. "My fucking boyfriend is an Attorney General and I can get your ass kicked out of here" Yea-Fucking-RIGHT. "And on top of the the manager is watching you smoke right now" Point him out. The idiot couldn't. Now leave us the fuck alone you idiot. and he did. *********************************************************************************** Davide called me yesterday and wanted me to stop by before he left. It was a bittersweet good-bye and we exchanged e-mails. He's coming back in September which will be cool. Afterwards the Infamous O, Chelle and Figa and I all went to a mutual friend's birthday party. Now those of you who know me, know that when I get all crazy that means Santisha Romaine Jerome has come out. She is my alter ego. Kelly, a longtime lesbian friend coined the name one night when we were having drinks at Charlie's during the drag show. She said the name was my stage name, and well it kinda stuck. Oh boy did Santisha come out. Chelle and Infamous O got to see me make out with a boy for the first time. "Oh my god!" "I can't believe!" "..." "That's hot" It was a good night. Happy May Day.

Drawing a line in the sand.

Meet Sean Little. 27, handsome and a successful marketer for a company in South Dallas. We met several months ago at Rain while I was having Happy Hour drinks. I was in the middle of a conversation when Sean came up to me and said, "Velvetsaje?". I paused because it's embarassing and humbling when someone says the name of your online alter ego in public. I look at my co-workers and we share this newly invented, "He knows me from Myspace" look. The co-workers go back to the conversation and I say to Sean, "Its Santiago actually" and I extend my hand out to shake his. He smiles and says, "Sean Little. It's so good to finally meet you!" I'm to flabbergasted to pay attention to anything else he is saying because I begin thinking, 'wow he's cute'. That thought was quickly broken when Sean drops the bomb, "I'm a fan of your blog, or what you call 'Constant Reader'. He did this whole "quote, unquote" thing and I think 'he has nice hands'. I begin to laugh and since I have only like 10(give or take a few) Constant Readers, I immediately engage in a conversation with Sean. I have to admit I did think to myself, 'Oh my god, I'm like a mini-delebrity in training'. So Sean and I talked for a bit and he told me about his fabulous job in South Dallas(Reason #1 that he is undateable) and how he thinks I could turn my blog into a book. Then I discover that Sean has to get back to his hotel because his boyfriend was waiting for him(...and Reason #2). Now everytime Sean is in town we have lunch or dinner and just catch up. It's an interesting friendship that pretty much came out of now where. I like Sean, his humor is close to mine and he can be even wittier than I am, now if we could just get rid of that whole boyfriend thing. That's probably highly unlikely because Sean is dating a Dellionare(you know those people who bough Dell's stock when the company was young and are now filthy rich) named Mike Jair and they are both pretty well off. From what I could tell they were both really happy together. That all changed last week when I got a call from Sean, "Santi he kicked me out and I don't know what to do?" he says. "Why?" I ask generically not really knowing what to say. "I don't know. We were fighting and then he said he wanted me out by five." I was so surprised that I didn't say anything and then he left to go play golf. "Have you talked to him since?" "No he won't answer his phone and I think he is serious this time. He was more pissed at me than he was last time." "There was a last time?!" I shouted. I don't know if it was the fact that I don't deal with bullshit or the fact that Sean was allowing this to happen. "Yea when he hit me. I told you about that". "Now Sean Stuart Little, you didn't tell me about this. I would have remembered something like that. I'm not that dumb." The was a short pause and then he says, "I just don't know what to do. I love him" Yea he so went there. I say, "Gurl. He hit you and now he's kicking you out and all you can say is that 'you love him' Are you out of your mind? You're not one of those 'he hits me because he loves me' type of guys are you?" "It's just hard, I don't think you understand". Boy do I understand how hard it is. It took six grueling months to break up with Ex #1(who never hit me, fyi). So I know how hard it is to break up with someone. How hard it is to break the habit of constantly missing someone who you know ain't coming back. "Sean seriously you need to draw a line in the sand with the about of BS you choose to put up with, or else he's going to keep doing this to you." "I know," he says. Damn right, you better know. He calls me back around 9 and let's me know they worked things out. I hung up the phone and begin to think, 'how much bullshit did I put up with until I was fed up with Ex #1?' and 'Would I ever do that again?'. I have another friend going through a very bad divorce and I just don't know what to tell him. One day his wife woke up and said she was tired of the relationship and wanted to end it as easily as possible. Now tell me if I'm wrong but ending a 5 year relationship as easily is possible is kinda an oxymoron if you ask me. I mean don't you think that maybe you would have thought about that before you had a expsensive wedding? The only advice I have for this friend is to drawn a line in the sand with the BS he is going to put up from his soon to be ex wife. I hope that maybe just maybe the friend and Sean take atleast some of my advice.

Friday, April 28, 2006

New Daily Reads Added

Catherine finally sent me her blog, so I added it. She's quite funny I must say. Anyways, Enjoy!

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Feelin' a lil P!nk, Feelin' a little White Trash

Ok so here are the lyrics to P!nk's new song "Dear Mr. President", all I'm gonna say is 'you go girl': "Dear Mr. President"(feat. Indigo Girls) Dear Mr. PresidentCome take a walk with me Let's pretend we're just two people and You're not better than me I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep What do you feel when you look in the mirror Are you proudHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye How do you walk with your head held high Can you even look me in the eye And tell me whyDear Mr. President Were you a lonely boy Are you a lonely boy Are you a lonely boy How can you say No child is left behind We're not dumb and we're not blind They're all sitting in your cells While you pave the road to hell What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay I can only imagine what the first lady has to say You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine How do you sleep while the rest of us cry How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye How do you walk with your head held high Can you even look me in the eye Let me tell you bout hard work Minimum wage with a baby on the way Let me tell you bout hard work Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away Let me tell you bout hard work Building a bed out of a cardboard box Let me tell you bout hard work Hard workHard work You don't know nothing bout hard work Hard workHard work OhHow do you sleep at night How do you walk with your head held high Dear Mr. President You'd never take a walk with me Would you wow? huh? In other interestering news, the new Queen of White Trash Britney Spears is apparently pregnant...again!!!! She's on a road to my Delebrities list and that makes me sad.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

Silly Photo Blog

You're's true... Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting I love James Blunt!! The most Ghetto Birthday Cake ever(notice the 'candle') Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting Getting my MYSPACE fix... Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting This is my bike's brake light, I can't get it to shut off. It's like the freakin' Energizer keeps going and going and going... Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting Everyone loves Emo Boys... Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting My new Favoriate Band... Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting I'll have a #6 on a sourdough bun, light mayo, only mayo. Curly fries and a Dr. Pepper to drink, now bitch!!!(me on any given drunken night) Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting And last but not least...I'm Rick James, Bitch! Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting Enjoy!

Monday, April 24, 2006

525,600 Minutes...

...How do you measure a year in the life? It's officially my birthday today(it's currently 12:22 a.m.), I'm now 24 and I've been told that it's my Golden Birthday. You know when the day you were born coincides with the age that you are turning, ya I didn't know that either. So I had a nice birthday celebration on Saturday, the guest list included the Infamous O, Emma, Chase, Luis. There were other people there like Tammie(a coworker) and her friend Laurie, but I've never really hung out with them so what can I say? Now to protect the innocent, I'm not going to mention the birthday just know that I had alot of fun and don't remember per se exactly what happened. Let's keep it that way... So moving on to this whole "Golden" Birthday thing. Everyone said, "Do something special, it's your Golden birthday", but what exactly is Golden about this birthday? Is it the fact that I've just gone through one of the hardest years of my life and I deserve to celebrate. Or is it the fact that I may have lost my bestfriend and I need to have a reason to drink. Or how about the fact that I've been single for almost two years now and since it's my golden birthday and this is my golden year and maybe just maybe I'll find someone. No, it has to be the fact that I'm still not back in school and since this a golden year I'll finally get around to "doing that" Who knows, but I know one thing: This time next year I plan to be celebrating my 1/4 of a century birthday in Europe-the motherland. The plan(be it all so simple), is that my 7th day in Europe will be my birthday. I read somewhere that people would backpack as a rite of passage through Europe and I figured, 'hey you're gonna be 25, 1/4 of a century old. Why?' So in 525, 564 minutes I plan to be in Europe celebrating like crazy because fo' real though, this whole 'Golden' thing is way over-rated.

Friday, April 21, 2006

It's All-Stars, Baby!

So here's the all time favoriate reality show ever is doing an All-Star version. Yes, ladies and gentlemen we are getting Big Brother: All Stars.' But what's the real scoop you say? Well CBS will pick 20 former contestants from the past six seaons and America gets to vote who goes in the house. The funny part about this is, the people in the first season played the game a little differently. The didn't really have to backstab, lie, steal or cheat to win the game: America chose for them. So it would be interesting to see what season 1 castmember(if any) will do with this new strategy. I got this from Rumoured to be chosen for the group of 20: Kaysar Ridha (BB6), Janelle Pierzina (BB6), Howie Gordon (BB6), Beau Beasley (BB6), Diane Henry (BB5), Scott Long (BB5), Holly King (BB5).These are people who are said to have already been contacted. I asked a few ex-hg I know and they hadn't been contacted yet, so we'll see. The ones in bold are my picks, here is another list of picks to see play the game again. Chicken George(season 1) Josh Souza(season 2, 2nd place) Evil Dr. Will(season 2, winner) Hardy Hill(season 2, 4th place) Danielle(season 3, 2nd place) Marcellas(season 3, 5th place...but it's doubtful since he has HouseCalls...then again who knows?) Jun Song(season 4, winner) Alison Irwin(season 4, 2nd place) Erika Landin(season 4, 4th place...and girlfriend of Josh Souza) Nakomis(season 5, 4th place and creator of the six finger/back-door plan) Jase(season 5, non-jury. But funny/annoying as hell) Adria(season 5, 7th place. One of the twins during the DNA season. It would be funny to see her because everyone would suspect her and Natalie are switching out again) Marvin(season 5, 6th place. He was robbed I tell ya!) James(season 6, 6th place. The veto king, he deserves a 2nd chance) With old alliances, revenge on the mind, and a second go round it should be a damn good season. And You know I will be voting for Janey, Howie and Kaysar to get back in the house!!! I update as soon as i know more info.

Thursday, April 20, 2006

2 New Daily Reads Added

I added Uylin's Blog, to my daily reads. She's a funny, witty, asian. We met about 3 years ago and have kept up with each other since. Luckily, she's moving back to Austin so maybe we'll have some misadventures together. Also, I kinda feel like an ass(not very common I know) but R3dCurlz(god i hope I spelled that right), has me linked on her blog and I never even bothered to add her. Well I fixed that today. She's a great photographer and quite funny I might add.

The Italian Job, Pt 3

This version of the Italian Job is written by none other than Emma herself. She had a funny story to tell and it fits with the on going Italian Job series. So Ladies and Gentlemen here is the story: This weekend was awesome. I was off since friday and I decided to make the most of it. I went out every single night this weekend, I spent a lot of time and money with my Mother and girlfriends. Thursday night I went down to 6th, its normally not my style but Diana's friend Nicole was visiting from Michigan and we HAD to show her 6th. Santi and this guy he introuduced me to last week joined. I was there to hang out with my girls as well so I mostly just danced with them and talked to "this guy" every once in a while. It was cool all night with him until the end of the night were he pretty much ditched me, to go to a gay bar. Hmmm, it turns out he preffers to go to gay bars then straight bars, wow. So we talked the next day and it turns out that he thought it was getting to "relationshipy." So of course as soon as he told me that I turned on what Santi calls bitch mode. Here is why, first of all I didn't hang on him all night. I was totally cool and didn't even touch him in any way. Second of all he's only in the U.S. for two more weeks. Oh and even if he was staying what makes him think he's so fucking awesome that I would fall head over heels right away? Why do guys think that just because you enjoy their company you want to walk down the isle the following week. I have a hard time deciding what to wear or what Im going to have at Starbucks in the mornings what in the hell makes you think I know how I feel about you? I reffered to you as my "foreign fling." Im pretty sure that sums you and I up. Can you imagine that sometimes girls need to get some too? So he proceeded to tell me that he did want to see me before he left like he was doing me some huge favor. So of course I said NO and Im pretty sure he understood since that's the same in Italian as it is in English. (ooops I gave his identity away, so if you're reading this and your his friend, Im just telling it like it is ) Friday my Mother and I got up early and got pampered all afternoon, it was great. Then of course we went and did our absolute favorite thing shopping. Planeta followed the afternoon activities. Arlette and I got there way before the rest of the girls and we were swatting the guys off like flies. The guys there are so annoying. I love the music at that place but its the hang out place for the most unattractive, annoying, and desperate guys in Austin. These guys ask you to dance you say no. They ask why, you tell them why. Then they BEG. So of course bitch mode gets turned on and believe me I can make ANY guy go away. I don't do it by telling them I have a bf, or that Im a lesbian like most girls do. I just say, "Hey, NO IS NO!" If they're bothering my friends I grab them, push them away from them and say, "SHE SAID NO." Of course this has to be accompanied by the I am the devil stare . So after we managed to make the point that we were not there to get picked up we had a great time dancing. I even found it in my heart to be nice to this dorky white guy who was 25 but looked 16. He was dancing/humping everything in site, he was so wasted and it was sad. That evening when I got in my Mother informed me that The Italian had called after 2 a.m. and that he pissed of my Dad I called him back and he tells me that he didn't call me even though he asked my Dad for me and the caller id said the exact time he called. I could have understood if he was doing my favorite post drinking activity, drunk dialing but he doesn't drink. Sat morning I woke up early and went to hear my Mom speak at a church. My Mother is so good at this, she's amazing. I was so proud of her and I was so glad that I got share that with her and Im incredibly blessed that she's my mother. Sat night we went to Vicci and although we had to pay for cover a friend that works there was able to get us into VIP. It turned out really awesome because the dance floor downstairs was packed and we were able to dance on the platform upstairs and see everything that was going on downstairs. The guys at Vicci were completely opposite from the guys the night before and that was nice. So as we're dancing to the awesome music at Vicci, Diana yells at me and says, "Emma THE ITALIAN is down there!" So I look down on the dance floor and there he was walking around on the dance floor like a chicken with his head cut off. I was then distracted by a HOT guy who I did some dirty dancing with . It was great until they kicked him off the platform we were dancing on cause its only for girls. After 2 a.m. we had to leave VIP and go with the plain folk . We wanted to keep on dancing because the DJ still hadn't played Shakira like we had requested. We managed to dance with some cute Mexican boys, I know, crazy that I was attracted to Mexican boys. After we showed those boys that Our Hips Don't Lie we decided to call it a night and made our way outside. We had to wait for the Valet to bring us the car and since my feet were killing me I popped a squat on the sidewalk. As Im sitting there Diana spots the Italian again. So I just look straight ahead because I don't care to acknowledge his existence. Next thing I know he jumps the curb stands in front of me and burts out in SONG. Yup, he serenaded me for about a minute. It was an original. It was the same line over and over again explaining that he knew my name. Diana managed to catch the ending of it on video and its on my myspace page so check it out. It was so embarrasing especially since the cars driving by were honking and the guys next to us were just cracking up. Those guys told me I was mean cause I didn't say anything to him after he humiliated himself and they made a note that this type of thing doesn't work for girls. She has the video on her Myspace, you should check it out. It's quite funny.

Saturday, April 15, 2006

Plus One...not needed?

In the 5th season of 'Sex and The City', there is this episode called 'One'. Carrie wonders if we all have to go through life with a Plus One, or can we survive on our own; single and happy. I had the same thoughts last night. I got downtown around 9:30 in full preparation to eat dinner by myself and then meet up with Catherine on Sixth Street. I called Catherine atleast eighty times hoping that I wouldn't have to eat alone, but sadly she wasn't even downtown yet. So I get to McCormick and Schimdt's and they don't have tables for just one person. No, you have to be a Plus One or in a group in order to eat there. I walk outside and just like I thought, there was no "No Singles allowed", sign on the door. I look around and debate between eating at Holcyon or eating Roppollo's Pizza. I went with the latter and decided to sit on the corner of 4th and Colorado and watch people. Afterwards, I walked over to Halcyon to have a drink before Catherine called me and just my luck, my new favoriate bartender was working and I had a nice Rum and Coke in one hand and a cigarette in the other. Forget the Plus One crap, these two were the only ones that I needed at that moment, and then it happened: This hot guy is walking down 4th street, Pony tail, muscular build and a nice brown complexion. I was in awe, he then looked at me and smiled and I of course return the favor. He walks up the stairs and I tell myself not to turn and look, just wait for him to approach . Sure enough he does, and this is the kicker. He came up to me goes, "Alberto". What-THE-fuck?! I sadly say no and see a aquaintance of mine named Alberto standing behind him. I point to Alberto and say, "I think that's who you're looking for". Alberto I might add, is not very attractive but I guess even the unattractive can still find a Plus One, and me I find None. Catherine finally called me and I headed over to Blind Pig to meet up with her and some of her friends. I was quickly sidetracked by Fija, who wanted me to meet her cute gay friend. Seeing that I was going through some Plus One Drama, and the restraunt they were eating at was right across the street from Catherine, I agreed. I then met Mike, or Matt, or Mario, or Marcus I forget but he was cute, and 19. Yea 19, I think I learned my lesson with 19 year olds and I don't want to go down that road again, but he was cute. I catch up with Catherine and she introduces me to her friends and I got to meet this really interesting girl named Stephanie, a fellow blog writer. Catherine is going to give me her address so I can add her to my Daily Reads. It was good talking to another blogger because we got to share our various stories. I also enjoyed my time with Catherine(whose Plus One, Mike was doing his taxes), she was telling me about her upcoming wedding and various other things. My sister in law then calls me and tells me that they want to meet up since her and my brother rarely go downtown and she had a friend in town she wanted me to meet. I walked over to the Warehouse district and meet up with my brothers and both of their Plus Ones and we head over to Vicci but they won't let us in. Now picture a hot blond yelling on her cell phone, that's my brother's girlfriend. She's pissed that we can't get in and she is talking to the manager of the club, I believe. Now this is the best part. "Who the F*ck is in that bar, that won't let us in?!!", she goes and then continues, "Is Jesus f*cking in there??!?! Is he just passing out Salvation to everyone and we aren't f*cking allowed in?!!?" I couldn't stop laughing. As the night ended I got home and this scraggly looking guy asks me for a cigarette, being in the buzzed head that I was in I give him one, which is something I don't normally do. He looks at me and says, "I've met you before." "You have?" I ask. "Yea I gave you my number." He says, and I take a look at him and think to myself, now that's one Plus One I'm glad I didn't give a chance. After getting rid of the scraggly guy, I begin to wonder. Do I need a Plus One? I open my front door and there is DC(my Deaf Cat), and I say outloud, "DC, you're the only Plus One I need. You listen, you don't talk back, and all I have to do is feed you and change your litter box." Oddly he purrs, almost if he knew what I was saying. So maybe I don't need a Plus One. But really is a Plus One...not needed?

The Italian Job, Pt. 2

Sorry again for the delay, things happen. Image hosting by PhotobucketSo like I stated in the previous blog my bestfriend AJ was coming in town for some break dancing event, and I was rather excited about it. Unfortunately, I ended up spending most of the time with AJ's friend Mel(a hot chinese chick). On Friday I took her to eat at McCormick and Schimdt's with Ex #2 and Adrian, followed by Light Bar, Holcyon, and Sixth Street. On Saturday Mel and I met Ex#2, Linda, Emma, Davide, and Fija(Ex#2's niece) for lunch at the newly opened Rio Grande Mexican restraunt. Over the course of the meal Emma and Davide really hit it off, I planned the introduction and was glad with the introduction. Sadly, I must say all of us we very disappointed in the food and I doubt we will be going back there ever again. Afterwards, Mel wanted to join AJ, so Emma and I dropped her off and planned to meet up with everyone else at 11:30 at Holcyon for some pre-club drinks. Emma wanted to go see Vallejo play and seeing that I didn't have any other plans, a new band sounded like a good idea. So Emma and I get to the concert, which was actually called the 'Swamp Romp'(an event that was being held for Katrina victims, a good cause I might add). Well this band was playing, I don't recall their name only that they were from Lafayette, LA. After they ended their set Emma and I quickly rushed to the front of the crowd so we could get a good view of the band. Now this was a good and bad idea because there was this drunk lady, and she immediately started talking to Emma. "You know that Hurricane your drinking only has 1 percent alcohol?", she says. Emma looks at her puzzled, and just nods. Then the lady had the biggest nerve I have ever seen, "Can I have a drink?", she asks. Some people I swear. Image hosting by PhotobucketEmma says no, and drunky gets all mad and starts giving Emma the evil eye. Luckily the concerted started shortly after and I absolutely loved them. They are a local Austin band and they are amazing. Think of Santana mixed with Aerosmith. I'm so grateful to Emma for introducing me to this band, and I plan to go see them later this month at Scholtz Garden. Afterwards, Emma and I get to Holcyon and meet up with Linda, Jon, Davide, Ex#2 and Adrian and have our pre-club drinks. Ex#2 has this bartender at Holcyon who likes to make our Rum and Cokes, 1/3 Rum and a dash of Coke, it's nice. We get to Fabric very late and as usual things got crazy. Emma and Davide really hit it off and I won't get into any details to protect the innocent.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

Destiny's Child, the other falling story.

Ok, so T reminded me about the story I left out in The Italian Job. So let's take a step back and relive that first Saturday night when I went out with Bren and Jazzy. Like I was talking about random encounters in this city, the first thing that happens when we get to 6th street is run into a friend of mine that I like to call Babies. We hugged and planned on meeting up later that night. As Bren and Jazzy and I were making our way to Chuggin' Monkey we ran into some co-workers of mine and then they were on their way with us to the bar. Now I don't normally like to talk about embarassing moments but this one was like the Destiny's Child story when Michelle fell and Kelly and Beyonce just watched. So as Bren, Jazzy and I were crossing San Jacinto, Bren's foot fell into a tiny pothole and I just kept walking. I guess you could call me Beyonce(since I always like attention) but Jazzy wouldn't be Kelly because as soon as Bren fell, Jazzy picked her up. I kept walking and tried to pretend I didn't know what happened. No but for real, I went to help Bren out because I didn't want my friend to get laughed at. Or wait, did I laugh at her when she fell? You may never know.

Six Degrees of Santi

I tried to post the 'Six Degrees of Santi' earlier this week but the code that Myspace gave me completely took my page over, so I give you the link. This way everyone can see that the 'characters' in my stories aren't fake. Enjoy!

The Italian Job.

In Austin, randomness comes when you least expect it and when you do expect it, it won’t arrive. After the Insanity that was SxSw, I’ve begun to ask myself. Is there some method to this madness? Some pre-destined plans for things to play out so randomly and yet so perfect. I may never know the answer but it makes life in Austin way more interesting. So I apologize for not blogging in like two weeks, it’s been crazy going through personal things and dealing with my own vices. But let’s not get into that because it would probably bore you to death and it may just drive me to an insane asylum (not really). So let’s talk about the misadventures that have been thrown my way over the last two weeks. Two weeks ago Bren and I went out with her friend Jazzy. Jazzy has just turned 21 and Bren wanted me to show her a good time on 6th street, being the club expert that I am I couldn’t deny the job. Plus I love going out with people who are new to 6th street, if they go to a bad club they don’t know the difference because they are with me. And we all know that I always have a fabulous time regardless of who I am with. I decided that the night cap of the evening should be Fabric, because a girl’s first time out isn’t really complete until you have hot, sweaty men dancing topless. Especially if you are a girl who is in a relationship and these said men are gay. So we get to Fabric and Bren finally gets to meet Ex #2 and Adrian. She was so excited about meeting them, and they were loving and fun as they always are. Ex #2 and I had a random encounter that I can’t even write about. My lips are sealed(they weren’t that night) but I’m sure Bren can elaborate(though I do not encourage it) and then later that night Ex#2 had a misadventure of his own… He was standing on the corner of 5th and Lavaca with Adrian, Jon and Linda trying to get a cab. Now trying to get a cab in this city at 2 a.m. is like pulling teeth (and they wonder why people drunk drive around here). So while they are trying to get a cab they notice this tall dark and handsome man having difficulty of his own getting a cab. Now Jon you must know never goes up to strangers, especially strange me. Jon is hot as hell but he just doesn’t have the personality to go up to anyone. That all changed that night when he went up to the TDAH stranger, “Need help”? He asks. TDAH looks at him puzzled, so Jon repeats himself and TDAH responds with very broken English. They later come to find out (After Adrian stepped in and translated), that TDAH was an Italian visiting Austin for a month. Unbeknownst to everyone else, Adrian actually spoke Italian was able to translate for everyone else. TDAH turned out to be Davide (pronounced Dah-VI-De) and like I said earlier he was visiting Austin for a month, he had been here for two days and thanks to the randomness that was Austin he had met once of the craziest and weirdest people that live in this city. Boy didn’t his luck and misadventures in Austin just change. Jon had done like he has done over the last 3 years to his birthday this past weekend, Ex #2 had told me all about Davide (who I should mention is very straight but very open minded), and I was completely interested in going to the party. Not to mention Jon’s parties are always the best (see, I’m a Fat). So I get to the party and immediately begin talking to Davide, I ask him what made me come to Austin. Don’t you know that he said that he had a dream that Austin was one of the world’s greatest city to live in. I’m so not kidding you about this and after that I made it my mission to make sure this guy had a damn good time while he was here. After the party I called my new friends Kim and Emerald because Davide has had the misfortune of only meeting gay men or women that are attached (he is absolutely in love with Linda). Kim tells me that they are going to Chuggin’ Monkey and we should meet her there. Ex #2 and Adrian didn’t want to go but instead they wanted to go to Fabric. After much convincing I finally got Ex #2 to let Davide stay with me and that I would take care of him and not let him get lost in the madness that is 6th street. We met up with Kim and Emerald and they immediately hit it off. I was happy the beginning of my ‘Have fun in Austin’ meeting was complete. Afterwards Davide and I headed over to Fabric to meet up with the rest of the gang and well after that things are pretty much a blur. I have a new friend though and AJ my best friend from high school is coming in this weekend. Things I’m sure will turn into another misadventure. Also the Rio Grande Restaurant is supposed to open this weekend (it’s the former Real World house) so I think we are going to check that out if it does. That is all for now, hope you enjoyed it.