fuck, aol is down and i have emails to write to people. and i had written a really long one to neil too, just ranting about how it seems like his mother hates anything that has ovaries coming close to her son, and i always seem to get in trouble in palo alto for my openess and less censored way of talking. alright, weekend documentation. as you can see there has been a lack of posts exept for that one at four in the morning that i did from benn's computer (things noticed: mac's suck :P and i'm addicted to the scroll button)
jonathan's party. fairly uneventful. occasionally there was the time that i was feeling worn out and tired on the couch and wondering what the hell am i doing surrounded by hyper teenagers. i was late b/c of over-sleeption and bus-train uncoordination. but i did get to eat pizza with family, get warm heavy cloak from mom, and a ride up to palo alto from dad. brad forgot my rings when he showed up at the party. i beat him up. he proceeded to stand up with me on his shoulders and to spin. however, i did convince him to give me a ride to rocky horror if i bought gas. he'd been feeling very much like a choffier. so we took the corset clad jonathan and headed off. dropped of jeeyon in los altos. headed to brads. jonathan gets a call. apparently parents didn't realize he was going to rocky horror, so his dad was going to pick him up when we got there. really sucked.
get to rocky horror, i find thomas in line so i can put my stuff in his car. i'm already wearing my white mask, tho i haave a shirt over my backless wonder. who should be in front of the happy little paly group but tomas, stunt monkey record record producer we spent such a long time shamlessly flirting with at the punk show three months back. HE RECOGNIZES ME (good sign number one *grin*) i put stuff in car. change. return. talk and flirt muchly with tomas. sit with him and his friends during rocky horror. jason (formerly known as alex here at Heals the Original Dryness, but his name is jason) gets pictures. etc. etc. i get invited to eat food with them at denny's or someplace. transfer stuffs from cars. go to dennys. outside there were these little asian ladies selling bouquets of roses. tomas asks how much, goign to my them. i roll my eyes and start protest but then catch myself. why would he buy flowers for me? thats pretty concieted of me to think. maybe he likes roses. maybe he likes supporting small business endevors. however when i reached to smell them, and then handed them back, he refused to take, so they were actually for me. it was just really weird. there was many a time that like i'd ask for a sip of water from his water bottle, "what do i get in return", i'd really want to say something like "a kiss?", "my undying affection?" but i thought, "dude, that's really conceited. what makes you think that thats a fair trade. esp with this guy who you are already shamelessly flirting with, why up the anti?" and also i wasn't really positive if he was really flirting, or if he was just sociable and cute. anyway, and the restruant, seating arrangements were rearranged to get us next to each other, it was really cute, and we all sat and talked. apparently they're gamers. and not just d&d type stuff, they do live action role playing stuff. they are cool people. i however was constantly being tickled in one way or another (along with playing footsie) and sqeaking. but by the end of the night when jason and his girl frined checked out my ass, just to see how it compared to the rest of the package, they were still impressed and happy. fun fun fun fun fun fun!
ok, tomas gives me a ride to benn's house b/c a) i didn't feel like changing my plans once again, b) tomas lives in santa clara, i was wanting to be at gunn the next day, and c) i wanted to see benn! i hadn't seen him in practically three years, and i had been having happy little reunion and possibly other stuff going through my head that i didn't want to throw away. anyway, got dropped off, with a bit of difficulty figured out the arrangment of their house, let myself in, blogged, and curled up in bed. at about 5 am the sprinklers turned on. it really confused me. it sounded like someone was in the shower. anyway, woke up briefly at 8:20 (according to the clock, which was probably not set back) to see benn padding around the living room to the kitchen, fell back aseelp, got up about an hour later, had bagel and such over conversation about college and such, went back to his room so i could show off my mask and such, talked, he gave me a back massage (massage oil is a wondeful wonderful thing) that kinda progessed into a fairly full body massage (he did my arms and legs too. yummmmm) which basicly broke down any sort of physical barriors with contact, which if you think about it is the source of all ackwardness (or at least it was in this encounter). it was really cool. he'd learned that one of the keys in a massage was never to lose contact. so when he'd be reaching for the oil or something, he'd always keep one hand on my back or something, and it was just amazing how much meaning was just carried in that little tiny gesture. and also later, there was a bit of oil that had dripped onto his desk and i kinda wiped it up with my hand and used it to massage his hand, and like he'd trace my thumb with his or something, i dunno, i guess i forget the power of subtlty sometimes. anyway, i showed him random little video things on the internet (poke the bunny, muffin films, we watched the big fuzzy bunny series as well. crazy crazy stuff.) and at one point through watching these and cuddling, i kiss him... just kinda a breif little peck to see what happens... and yeah... stuff happens... i mean we HAD gone out for a while a couple years ago... yeah, it was really cute and interesting, because both of us had had an inkling that stuff would happen, but didn't really expect on going as far as we did. it was just really nice and really confertable and happy and yeah. and because it was so nice and comfertable and yeah, i didn't leave as early as i thought i would.
got to gunn late in the afternoon rather than early. hey, but i had gotten information that rehersal was ending at 6, not that CERTAIN PEOPLE were leaving early to go do a choir show. *sigh* anyway, alfred was there and he said neil and alex were at neil's house and he was going to get a ride over there with his friend dave, and dave said he could take me too but i'd have to be on al's lap, so i told all the story of my weekend thus far (mostly to explain the roses and the huge grin on my face), i really only got through the rocky horror part of the story, i was trying to recall all the little tidbits of conversation and such. he was very happy and excited for me it was wonderful. emotional resonance between two people at work :D. anyway, neil was not home, i gave his mother futher reason to not like me, bob saved me, al and i walked over to max's house to see if he was there or if anyone could give us a ride to a train station perchance, al reassured me that neil's mom just isn't too fond of any female friends of neil's so i shouldn't be too harsh on myself, "i really just don;t censor myself enough" "i've noticed!". *sigh* i always manage to get in trouble when i come back to palo alto. anyway, max was not home, but his dad offered to give me a ride to a train station. gave al his present, bid him farewell, went off to train station. fade in fade out. i'm back in santa cruz.
i get to my room, unload my stuff from my shoulders, decide i am going to bj's to eat food, can't find my wallet... i figured i had left it on the bus, the bus was coming around again at nine, i wait there, the bus 19 that comes at nine is not the same bus that i was on. shit. so i go back to the lounge see if anyone will lend me five dollars so i can go eat food, cause the metro center lost and found has no message machine, alex lends me money, i head on over to crown. you think college eight is night of the living college students? bj's is just as bad, cause it's the only thing open on this side of campus after 9. anyway, this line coming out the door was just not what i needed, so i whined and jumped up and down for a bit, and then explained myself to the guys in the back of the line that agreed with me. we were just chatting for a while. i had to stop and think when one asked me "so what was your weekend like" because there was so much. i went into gesture/story teller mode, it was really amusing, one of the guys, brian, asks me "you wouldn't happen to be a THEATRE major, would you?" "....maybe" "::as me:: does it show???" "no! no! it's just i haven't decided if thats what i really want to major in or not" anyway, he was cool. he started trying to imitate my hand gestures, "takeing notes so i can do a sufficient impression of you later" or something like that. he said "it's like sign language but the signs keep changing". we got periodically side tracked and distracted with other stories or tidbits. these are three 6 foot guys, twice as big as me, they've got their share of stories with sports and people they know. brian actually stayed with me after he ordered to listen to the rest of the story. the other guys went and sat with a few other guys who threw ketchup packets at us. so yeah, then i asked about his weekend, and we chatted, and then walked over to his room, i debated whether i should come up or not because i had some homework but i really wanted to socialize, "well we're gonna be watching a movie on our big screen tv, you're invited to join us" "what movie?" "nightmare before christmas" "REALLY? ok!" and i came up and watched. there was little room on the floor so i sat on brian's lap. cuddled. made out. the movie was damn amusing. at one point in the "we'll capture santa clause" song i just listened to the lyrics and just realized it was a song about torturing santa. and that just cracked me up. more later. but let it suffice that i have now had sex on the floor, and with someone else in the room (very much asleep, but i he very much realized there were two of us in the room. i think he woke up slightly at one point. it was really bad. :D the joys of college)
