Good morning from S’s place. I can’t sleep. He startled awake around midnight to a text coming in. I never consider who else is in anyone’s life and what they might mean to them. Which is a good thing I think. What two people share is what two people share. We are infinite beings who are in and of ourselves.
The end of my yesterday so interesting. Yoga was amazing. Always what I need. Came home showered, laundried, got ready quickly. Was messaging with Ze on the phone. He is a writer. A video game programmer. From Portugal. Seems creatively the same and from his OKC profile pics we are similar beings. I told him about my tumblr site. I’ve decided fuck it, I’m sharing my life. and so did with him as well. He said he didn’t know if he’d read it or not before we met and talked. I suggested we talk on the phone for a minute. So much quicker than waiting to meet. And yeah sure. let’s shoot the shit without the need for physicality and shared energies in the way. This is friend level shit. And it’s all it ever will be. So we did. Chatted for 20ish minutes. Back and forth. This is my story this is his. He told me ABC Bartending. He’s always wanted to be one and this seems the perfect place. he’s been back in town for a month after being in Portugal for 3. Joe rang in. His flight must have landed early. I excused myself from the call telling Ze exactly this. it was perfect. We, do in fact, share the same energy. And will have to do this and that together here and there. Be buddies. A little later he texted. Plans to get a truck to lay in the back and star gaze. Go camping. Hiking. Be active. Needs to join a gym, maybe one with a yoga studio, wants to find trails for running. I said count me out of that one… my knees have been finicky with all the hot pilates and boot camp things I’ve been doing. Makes me worried. But everything in moderation. And the yin classes are perfect.
Ze messaged, saying my blog reads like we’re laying in bed together whispering in the dark. I love it! that’s exactly it. Alicia tells all. “Refreshing and free” he continued to text more. My responses were short. I’d picked joe up. but yes, for sure, we will be creative friends, adventure buddies, sounding boards very shortly. The world is working.
Joe and I drove around. Him guiding me through town. Exploring what he already knew and me not absorbing. Listening to, taking directions as always. Will I ever learn to turn on my brain’s navigation?
What do I continue to do over and over and over and over again that isn’t serving me anymore was the question of Angela’s yoga class Sunday morning. My first thought. Sleeping with acquaintences too quickly who then I realize are only friends. So then it’s backtracking to friendship which is totally cool with me. In a way I like to know that I know people intimately but it becomes tricky when the dude is too into you. Can’t see it any other way. This is what happened to Tommy and me only reverse. Everything in life is playing itself out and that I’ve been exposed to so much allows me to deal with it all with grace. Which is the point. Thinking of tommy, suicide girls flipping through his screen saver constantly. Because he was my roommate for that little bit, exposing me. I am becoming.
Bar&Bistro is where we ended up. of course it is. the arts district. So comfortable and cozy. Probably the only place in town where wearing a red checkered bikini top and pink tank with a denim shirt over yoga pants looks appropriate. This is me. what can I say. We looked around a bit. I introduced joe to jana of jana’s red room. of course this place isn’t enough for him. Joe sells $4K paintings of cows in texas… went to bar and bistro. Chatted with tina. Ordered a margarita. It was happy hour. Starting at 4. She gave it to us 30 minutes early, buy one get one free drinks. Perfect. Chatted a bit, ordered a whiskey on the rocks next and nachos tapas on plantain chips. Headed outside where there was music. Caught the last song before they wrapped up. bluegrassy. The curse of the musician. Nobody ever goes and talks to them after it seems. These are people too. only shooting the shit with each other after they’ve just entertained. Of course they could come up and talk to the audience just as easily.. I’ll have to do it more. Just go say hey. Like your music guys and girls. Cool. Networking. Anyway. Sitting there we met FiFi. She in fact did come up to us, asked us how we’re doing. Office manager at B&B for 30 years. Phyllis is her name. from Dallas and OK originally. A Bible belt lady is home to her but after losing her fiancé came back to vegas. It takes you in and keeps you busy for sure. she seemed genuinely happy. I’d mentioned I want to bartend. She said I’d have to start as a barback more than likely. That’s fine I said. I just want to help out. she said to look around. I said I only want to work there. Otherwise no big deal. She said it’s slow season. That march/april is when it picks up. I said I’ll be back. and on our way out I rubbed her back and said goodbye as she was sitting at the bar. Tina’d brought us our bill outside. $30 for 6 drinks and nachos. This is what loved about vegas so much last time I was here. I paid in cash $41. She asked if I had my resume. I’ll have to bring one back asap. And then too sign up for bartending school. ABC with Ze. We get a discount for it being the two of us. put yourself out there and the world opens up. global connectivity. We’re all in this together people. Not getting any younger.
Drove back to the house. Showed joe around. He loved it. put on music with my new bose aqua colored system. I readied myself for this date of which now I’ve invited joe to partake. All S said was Ok. Ok. “that’s fine” maybe. it worked out perfectly. He’d been waiting in the car for us when we arrived. Wonder why he didn’t get a table. Doesn’t matter. I hugged him and they shook hands. I’d worn a pretty pink vintage slip nightgown with a slim fitting blue sweater over, gold and neon chartruse sandals. No compliments initially, but that’s ok. One eventually back at S’s place. dinner was good. too much as all eating out experiences tend to be. Especially with joe. We shared a gyro platter. Shane got eggplant parmesan. Dips for appetizer. Drinks- mojito for joe, classic and I would have gotten it too just because but didn’t want to copy everything he does. So got a pink grapefruit martini instead. Classy. S got jack and coke. Conversation was good. so thankful for joe to be there because what would we have talked about otherwise. Who knows.
Kitty is crying now. I should go back to bed. I don’t know about us being roommates. We’ll have to see how the month plays out. things work naturally if you don’t become brain crazy and freak the fuck out. Alicia.
Simply everyone needs affection. Someone to care about. Finding your match. An equal who’s balanced yet challenging. Brilliant and beautiful. Who are they? And where?