Naked

I'm incredibly busy right lately but I just have to write here before the new year comes...yeah, new year 09, eh?

Isaac and I spent a wonderful night together at a hotel. We fooled around all night long--or at least until 4 am. We had a little blip a few days before Saturday. He was being rather insensitive although I was being a little oversensitive myself. We worked it out fast. I liked that he apologized the next morning.

Yes, he's the one for me.

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A Merry Christmas Indeed

'Tis the night before Christmas and all through the house were 3 bodies who plodded and grumbled about, not really in the holiday spirit.

Oh well.

Isaac and I are together now. Crazy, isn't it?. Mark this date: Dec 14. Since the last time I wrote we saw each other about 3 more times.

Our first date was wonderful. The restaurant was a fantastic pick. They had a kind of corner booth that we sat in. I liked it b/c we could sit together instead of across from each other. And the food was super. He came with a cute gift and a card that I absolutely love.

Our second date was the night before the big snowstorm. We went to a restaurant close to my house. We then went to a coffee place for another hour or so.

The third time, we met at the same coffee shop but only for an hour b/c I had to go to work. I saw him the next evening again. We went somewhere downtown. The plan was to meet up with his friend, cousin and 2 brothers at a nice lounge but his 18 yr old cousin wasn't allowed in. so we went to assab restaurant. before we met up with them, Isaac gave me the nicest watch I could ask for. It was by bulova. I have to get it resized though b/c it's a little loose. I got him that nice sweater from Mexx. I think he liked it b/c he wanted to wear it right away but it was going to clash with the rest of his attire.

The restaurant was a little small, crowded and a lot loud. but it got better as the night went on. Before we sat down, they said hello and greeted everyone they knew there. That is truly a place where everyone knows your name. In the back was a long table with a big crowd of men who, upon Isaac's arrival, all gave him a thundering ovation. If they were caucasians they'd sing "for he's a jolly good fellow". I later learned that they were his soccer teammates. I was so proud of him. I sat beside the 28 yr old brother but he was sick unfortunately so I couldn't get to know him. His cop brother who's 30 I found was hilarious and very tough. Though all 3 brothers don't look alike much, they all have a distinct resemblance to each other in their mannerisms and reactions and the way they carry themselves. I was a little disappointed I didn't get to meet his youngest brother who's my age I think. He didn't come b/c he flew out to Florida to visit a girl he's dating for her birthday. I think he learned how to be a sweet heart from his brother Isaac.

I invited my friend Habs to come and she showed up about half past midnight. She and the *single* cop brother were having a private convo at one point but unfortunately, nothing is going to happen there. I already figured that before I asked Issac. The cop wants somebody who's probably taller, a charmer, a flirt, and maybe independent at least in the state of mind.

I didn't get a chance to have a one-on-one with the cop but at one point he asked me if it's serious b/w Isaac and I [he asked that same question to Habs] and then later in the evening he asked when am I coming to Phili [code for when am I going to meet his parents]. I didn't answer, I left it up to Issac who said politely we're not there yet. But I'm so thrilled that the cop asked me that b/c it means he digs me.

I was sad to see our night end. Isaac drove Habs home and when we finally got a chance to ourselves, somewhere between steamy windows and lip-lockings, he told me he loved me. I couldn't believe it. I thought we were going to dance around that bomb for a little while longer.

When I look at when we first met and when we actually started dating, I wonder if we're moving too fast but the truth is, just like time, it's all relative. It may not be right for some people but Isaac and I have gotten to know a whole lot about each other and everything we do feels right. I love him too. And I'm so thrilled that I may be part of his family. [he says to me all the time that I'm part of his family now. I love it.]

I think this may be it.

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A Soldier's Girl

To begin, wow!

This has been a great week. I not only met him last saturday but yesterday as well. He came down here even after being forewarned about the tumultuous weather.

He is really wonderful. I'm afraid to commit too much emotion and feelings too soon b/c I want to know him a little longer and feel certain about the solidity of our relationship. Yes, that's right. We've decided to be exclusive.

We went to Kelsey's last night. The restaurant was dead on account of the disagreeable weather. It was great b/c we had privacy. Afterwards we (I) wanted to see a movie but the cinema was closed so we headed off to a coffee shop.

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New Beginnings

So it didn't happen. And I'm still here. It's not all that bad. I'm seeing the brighter side of life these days.

Mystery guy is no longer a mystery. His name is Isaac and he's in the US military. He's 9 yrs my senior and has an owen wilson accent that makes me weak in the knees. He doesn't live in Kingston, he lives in NY. I have a date with him this saturday. I'm going to get to know this one this time. I'm not going to move fast. We're having dinner at a restaurant I wanted to try for years.

I bought sexy black heeled boots a few days ago. It's got grip so I can wear it in the winter. I'll wear it this weekend.

I'll fill in the details on sunday night.

GW

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I thought I'd write here one last time before I continue to do with what I plan to do, hoping that everything goes accordingly.

Hard to say everything in a nutshell though.

Bye.

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Going Further Into Retreat

I got my 3 wisdom teeth out and BOY OH BOY was it ever an experience never to be forgotten. It was bru-TAL. It wasn't so much the pain as was all the precaution and the worrying if I was going to get an infection or a dry-socket. I was so distracted by all the worrying I haven't even written here. It was a tough couple of days. I took a week and a half off from work. I enjoyed that part at least.

Since then though, my remaining energy and spirit have dwindled. I'm highly aware that I've lost my drive. This is one long funk that I'm in and I know where the beginning of it was but we won't go there. We'll just wait and see until Novemeber.

It's 1:13am and I'm going back and forth to msn (I know) and to my blog writing frantically. That's what I hate about msn. You're having a nice conversation with one person and suddenly, someone rudely interrupts and when you don't reply immediately, they take offence. Problem is that there's no "do not disturb" indicators on this thing. I haven't been on msn for years and years. I don't think I'll be back on though. Only to speak to Bee since she got off Facebook now.

That mystery guy from facebook continues to email me. It's nice but he's a constant reminder for what happened b/w me and Fil. Mystery man seems nice and I like that's things are still distant b/w us but tonight he suggested we meet for coffee/tea next time he's in Toronto which is probably going to be sooner or later. He seems to be in Toronto frequently. He lives in Kingston but works across the border.

The hell with it. I have to figure out what I'm doing with my life. I've been working on my novel a little more. I realized the reason why I was stuck on it for a while was b/c I wasn't starting off with a problem first. I was starting off with little scenes and ideas and trying to join them together. Now I tried creating a problem and unraveling a story around it. That seemed to work. So I got a problem, I'm still criticizing it though.

Better go to sleep soon. It's already fucking 1.45am.

GW

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I Shouldn't Be Here

...but I am. 2 more days until the big day.

Didn't go to the film festival with Haiat. I cancelled on the last minute.

I watched the movie "Cellular" and I loved it. I am now on the prowl for the DVD. I also watched "Anchor Man". Didn't love it as much.

I got a wicked burn on the side of my left hand. It's like a dark strip. It's going to make a nice scar.

Doctor wants to see me on Tuesday. From the blood tests, he found that something is wrong with me and wants to prescribe me something. I had this coming. I'm becoming super lethargic. It's getting worse and worse. Saturday evening, I went to sleep at 9:00pm and woke up 8:45. I was supposed to be in at work at 9am. By a miracle I made it just 5 minutes after the hour. How is it that even after 12 hours of sleep, I still wake up late for work and still be tired? What's happening to me?

GW

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