Started my new job this week. I have my own office and it is very similar to St. Joe's. I absolutely love it. My last week of unemployment was well spent. Monday night we went to Club Charles with Rob and Angel, to celebrate Rob's getting into grad school and to continue celebrating my getting a new job. Tuesday was Twofer and we had some people out, danced to soul and motown as the evening wore on. Wednesday there was the unexpected treat of Nick and I having dinner after a girl came by to look at the house. She already is living with five other people, so she didn't seem put of by the amount of people in the house or the smallness of the room. We went to Rocket afterwards. It was pretty good, since they don't rank very high with me, this time it was actually decent. They had grilled asparagus as an appetizerwhich was delicious. Thursday we went to D.C. to see Robyn Hitchcock. He was really good, opened with I Often dream Of Trains and also played Glass Hotel, and the banter beween songs was again priceless, rambling nonesensical brilliance. Got back early enough to hit The Wind-up. Friday was Phoebe's party. It was pretty fun, the weather was really nice. It wrapped up surprisingly early and nearly everybody left before us and it was barely one, if that. Early that day, we showed the house to a guy who was not at all put off by the smalness of the room or lack of closet, and seemed particularly fond of the balcony off the back. Also met Nick's friend, Mel, another Jewish lesbian from Goucher, in town for a while.. She's really cool and had a couple of friends with her, one of which who works with Joe Red at Apple. Smaltimore. we all went to Golden West, which was really, really good. Saturday was busy since we went to Tia's B-day party at Crush (another party where Nick and I were two of the only white people there.). it was so good to see her. Had two incredibly good cocktails there, a chocolate martini (those are always good), and what they called a "Sex On The Square" (because the restaurant is at Belvedere Square), which consisted of Grey Goose, Triple Sec, cranberry juice, and champagne. Tasty. Then we went to Frazier's to see Victor's band with Joe Red and Al Wildcat play. Victor has such a good singing voice, I had no idea. They should have him sing all of the songs. Proceeded to get obliteratingly drunk, partly because I knew we were walking back to the house. Had two vodka and pineapples. When we got back to the house, I was saying some ridiculous shit, that Nick found amusing enough to warrant recording it on that little video camerathat he got for Christmas. He played it back for me on Easter morning before I left to go to dinner, and I was mortified. I sincerely hope that I don't act like that on a regular basis. Nick and other people I have voiced my concerns to assure that I do not, Nick said tht that was a particularly drunk state for me, that that's why it was funny, and that he's only seen it a couple of times. I guess I subconciously knew that that was like a last hurrah for being able to get drunk before going back to work. I don't usually get like that. Dinner with Mom and Tony t General Pickett's was fabulous, as always. It was so good to get to sleep with Nick last night. I will be glad to see him tomorrow and get closer to the weekend and having completed my first week at my new job.

Gainful Employment

Ok, boy, it has taken me a long time to update. Well, Philly was fun. The weather could have been better, as could my mood at various points (don't know what that was about really, possibly the weather), all in all, it was a good time. The Gaslight show was amazing, although I should have thought ahead that we were across from Jersey, and they are a Jersey band. Those people will fucking two-step and skank to anything. Got a shoulder in my jaw and got whacked in the nose once, luckily nothing serious, somehow we managed to be standing at the edge of the pit once it formed. Nick jumped in a couple of times, I would, except that I don't want to get hit in the face. It's not the best face, but it's all I'm working with. The hotel was lovely. Did the Museum Of Art stairs like in Rocky. It was good to come back though. Club Charles on Monday, Rob came out for a while. He and Angel are back together, or, really, I should say, are officially together as bf and gf for the first time. Went for my interview on Tuesday. Went well, it's in Owings Mills, being a telephone operator (just hope that this fucking cough that I have had will not hinder me in speaking on the phone.) for American Radiology. Went to The Ottobar later, after making dinner for Nick and Carmin (Italian sausage, cheese tortolini and sauce, and garlic bread.), had a lovely time. Very nice sleeping over at Nick's. After returning home on Sunday night, when I saw him the next day, he said that it was weird sleeping in the bed without me, which I thought was really cool. Made dinner for Carmin and I on Wednesday, then we sat looking through her pictures and magazine articles, throwing stuff out and breaking it into categories, which the next day I sorted through further into subject, like I organise mine. We had cocktails there looking through stuff whilst watching Kids In The Hall, and I suddenly got very sad and started crying because I realised that soon we won't be doing things like that, since we won't be living together anymore. I know that we will still see eachother, but it just made me sad because we have lived together for five years and had countless, wonderful evenings such as this. I wasn't even drunk yet!! Tried to go to The Wind-up on Thursday, but they were closed. As Nick and I drove around the block to Club Charles, we were fearfully speculating what was wrong, did they close up, were they cutting back to just the weekends, were they only going to be a show-space now? Our fears were laid to rest when we walked in, and who should be sitting in the first booth, but Russell and his wife. The city knocked out his power by accident in trying to demolish this building next door, but it would be back on tomorrow. We were very relieved, and he seemed touched that we were so concerned haha. Lori came out, and I proceeded to enjoy two and a half delicious Jeremy white Russians. Friday, they called me from American and offered me the job (yay!), and said for me to go for the drug test. Carmin was off, so we had lunch (forgot and had an everything bagel, which has poppyseeds on it, hope that doesn't fuck me over and register as opium.), then went for the piss-test, then ran errands. Friday night, Rob and Angel came out with us to the Wind-up, where Nick informed them that we were celebrating my gainful employment. Their reaction was awesome, we did shots and it was a lot of fun. I was very glad to get to sleep next to Nick that night, and wake up to a lovely, warm, Hampden Saturday. We went to Soup's On, and for once, they had stuff that I liked and that was delicious (black bean soup and mustard-vinegarette potato salad.), Nick was happy with the chicken noodle, and we then walked from the house to Druid Hill Park, and around the lake about twice. That was a lot of walking, but it was awesome. Then back to mine for me to get cleaned up, then back to Hampden for Nick to do the same, then we went to dinner with his parents to Jack's Bistro. I enjoyed it more this time, got the crab cake (amazing). The purple potatoes are like sweet potatoes, good, but a little too filling, so I didn't eat them all. Asperagus was good, as was the deconstructed and grilled Caesar salad, although the grilling thing was kind of weird, made the lettuce wilted in parts. Nick had the Guiness braised filet mignon again (rare, had a little piece, very good, but I couldn't eat a whole steak being that red.) Meal was wonderful, Nick's parents being very congradulatory about the job (I really hope that it all pans out.). Went to a black club in Randallstown for one of Nick's co-workers B-day parties afterwards. Interesting, another one of those things where we were among the only white people there. Wound up at The Wind-up (haha) afterwards. Despite not getting home till probably after two, and not falling asleep till after three, we both woke up around 9:40 and couldn't sleep anymore. Got an early start, in the best way, went to Slainte for lunch (so many doggies out in Fells!!), saw myriad things that I wanted at Soundgarden, but purchased none, went to Nick's parents' for a bit, then took a walk, although, not quite an epic one, then dinner at B. It was very good, as usual. Had the organic greens salad to start, then the house ravioli with their wonderful marinara (no sage brown butter, though), and the ice cream plate. Got the hazelnut and the surprisingly awesome beet, and tried the olive oil, which ended up being sweet, and other than a little aftertaste of olive oil and the oily filmy kind of texture, never would have thought that it was olive oil ice cream. Nick had a chilled carrott soup to start, then the chicken panini with fingerling potatoes, then the creme brule for desert. I do enjoy that restaurant. He and Rob were going out for a Guys' Night. Once Carmin got home from work, she and I watched a documentary on Hitler's relatives before retiring for the eveing. We have someone supposed to be coming out to look at the house this evening. Hope we can find someone decent to be the third roomate. Rob got accepted to grad school, so we are going out to celebrate that later on. Will be glad to see Nick later.