Goodbye Paull!
I spent all of last night and this morning packing and loading my b/f Paul’s worldly possessions. I almost went along with him on his drive to North Carolina but the one-way flight back from Raleigh/Durham to National was 177 bucks! He’s going to Duke U for a master’s in public policy.
(Cue the emotional background music:) For 2 solid years, Paul was my gay-partner in crime, my alcoholic comrade, my work-ditching/prank-playing/money-spending/debauchery-seeking co-conspirator. We would gab all day long about my friends and foes, make fun of everyone we knew, and have so many nicknames and inside jokes about everything. People hated us when we were together! We were virtually inseperable until I moved to Los Angeles. After I moved he became independent, stronger and more ambitious.
I’m a little sad that we grew apart in the time and distance between us, but we’re having a renaissance of sorts now that he’s leaving. He’ll be back in Dc for another week, finishing up his job at the Federal Trade Commission. Memorial day weekend, we’ll rent a car and go crazy around the city. I’m totally looking foward to it.
Tonight I"m going to Velvet Nation to see a dj that I would have paid 70 dollars to see in Orlando during Gay Days. It’s Roland Belmares, and if you google him you’ll hear how gay and circuit-clubby he is. I haven’t travelled in such a long time, but I’m going to Orlando for Gay Days, Los Angeles for my sister’s wedding and perhaps Rehoboth beach for Memorial Day weekend. I’m totally excited about it.
Hmm… the weather is so great outside. I’ve been up since 6am helping Paul move. Oh yeah, some major water main broke in Adams Morgan and we won’t have any water until possibly tonight. I’ll have to stay @ a friend’s house to shower, shit and shave! Damn! I really wanted to work out but not if I’m going to be smelly all day.
