Halloween & Election

I love Halloween. I enjoy horror movies so that should have been a given! And it's not just about the creepy part for me, but I also love that most people find ways to show off their bodies. Last year, I dressed up as a soldier from the movie 300 cause I went to the biggest themed party at a nightclub, and the theme was the movie. I'm guessing everybody that worked at that club had to have a gym membership of some sort cause there were hot bodies everywhere, and most were employees! It was funny cause I had to convince people that I didn't work there...just playing along with the theme.

That club's theme this year was Heroes & Villains. Another one of my favorite things! I had the hardest time finding a costume though because as usual, I procrastinated. I wanted to be Mr. Fantastic (and get a super long stretchy strap-on for laughs), but all the adult costumes were too big and the teen ones too small. I wanted it to be tight, but I couldn't even get the spandex above my chest! I finally gave up and decided on Indiana Jones.

Believe it or not, despite the movie coming out this year, there was not a single Indy Jones besides me in the few parties I've already attended. Score! I went after the Indy look where his shirt is open, exposing my chest and upper abs. Not only did the girls approve, but they loved playing with my whip as well.

And what week wouldn't be complete without me meeting another super hot guy? My friends (neighbor/partner-in-crime Dana and AF Girl) wanted to go to the themed party with me. They also invited Emmy, this sporty blond girl. And Emmy invited Max. And Max is one fine specimen. I still have a hard on thinking about Max. He came to the club in a black speedo and a pink floatie tube (the tire-looking thing kids use in the pool). And he looked amazing.


I don't even really find people with their lips pierced attractive, but Max definitely pulls it off. He's got this really cute face so it counteracts the piercing. And his body was that of a Greek god - his abs, his chest, his ass, his arms, even his back - you name it, he had a great one. And when he said he liked my costume last year when he saw a picture of it, I was ecstatic. He has a girlfriend, but I didn't care. Being the only 2 guys in a group with 7 girls last night, we definitely had our moments. I've asked for hot straight guys' phone numbers so we can "hang out" so many times, I didn't even think twice. Max was definitely a worthy distraction from Gymnast Guy.

And on a side note, I didn't get to bed until 6am this morning so I didn't have time to make my early vote. Don't forget that I'm a procrastinator! I'm very excited that this will be the first time I cast a vote though since it's a very important election. And if it's not obvious - I'm voting for Obama. I don't really want to talk about politics on here, but I do believe he's a better candidate in terms of the issues that's going to affect my life, my family, and the industries that I'm in. I'm off to another party - hope you all have a great weekend!

Hot & Cold

I received a message from Gymnast Guy while I was at work last week. A manager just told me he called while I was in the middle of a group interview, but he didn't say what it was about. I checked my phone, and he had also sent me a text. He said he had good news. For some reason, I knew that whatever the good news was...that it wasn't going to be good for me. Selfish, I know but I'd rather not set myself up for further disappointment.

Anyways, I called him, and he told me he is up for a show. In China. WTF? He would be leaving town in January to train in Belgium. Then the guy who directed Celine Dion's show in Las Vegas will be creating a show in Macau. He's going to be surrounded by all those hot Asian men. My heart sinks to the floor. There was no way I can seduce this guy in two months. Or can I?


I congratulated him on this huge opportunity, and immediately took the chance to ask him out to a celebratory dinner. I should remind you that we haven't really hung out one-on-one at this point, and here was a perfect opening. Gymnast Guy says it's a great idea and even suggests we do it on Sunday (this one that just passed). I told him I had a prior engagement until 9p, but I was free after that. He says that would work.

Everything was fine until Sunday. He sends me a text in the middle of the day telling me he had a friend that was going through "a rocky time." He needed to console this friend and that he had to cancel our dinner. He's sorry. I might sound like I lack compassion, but I hated his friend at that very moment. I was sooo pissed. I think I even punched one of the boxes in the office.

After calming down, I realized this guy just isn't worth it. He's obviously not into me. I mean if he was, he would have rescheduled, right? I'm a busy guy, but if I was interested in someone I would make time for that person. Or am I totally wrong? Plus almost every conversation we have had tied back to work. How did I not see that? I did learn a very valuable lesson though - don't show a guy too much attention (I thought that just worked on girls but I guess not). I ignored him yesterday at work and you know what? He's going to be calling me in a day or two. And I'm not going to give a damn.

Ok...maybe a little. I'd be lying if I said I'm totally closing that door.

Ex-Roommates & Porn Stars

I went to the gym early Thursday morning and saw a very familiar face. I thought about it for a few more minutes because it was a really attractive guy and I couldn't quite place him....but then I finally realized...it was my roommate from freshman year in college! Except now he has blond hair. And he's much more muscular. I was in the middle of a set so I waited to talk to him afterwards, but I went over to where he was...and he was gone.

I had the biggest crush on this former roommate of mine. We'll call him JR. He was the nicest guy. And he was openly gay too. I didn't know he was also a model until I found him on the cover of xy magazine (I'm not sure if that's around anymore but it was a great magazine aimed at gay teens). The two of us lived with my cousin that year, and we had some of the best times ever just drinking and partying. I thought I was just into guys at the time (obviously I've come to terms with my bisexuality now) so he and I talked about everything. He lived with us until my crazy uncle found out that my cousin was living with two gay guys. She didn't even come from a strict or conservative family so I was really confused on where he was coming from. He came banging on our house's door one night yelling profanities and shouting at my cousin to get rid of me and our other roommate. The next day, my other roommate moved out. And I never heard or saw him again.

Before I continue, I also saw a gay porn actor at my gym that day. Very cute. For the sake of this blog's anonymity we'll call him Brad. I know this little tidbit of info sounds completely unrelated right now, but it's actually not.

As soon as I got home, I looked up my former roommate on the internet. Funny that I never tried looking for him on myspace until then. I found him and learned that he's continued modeling, but he's also now a go-go dancer. He actually has his own blog (I know I'm risking my identity even just sharing that but I have to be real), and he shares a lot about his personal life. Which included his breakup with a certain gay porn actor. Yep, he dated Brad. They made such a cute couple too...

I just e-mailed JR, but he hasn't replied yet. I don't know if he holds me responsible for what happened years ago, but I sure hope we can be friends again.

Mother & Daughter

The month of October just keeps getting more interesting. I know I haven't posted in a week, but this will be the first of three to four posts in one day to make up for it!

Last Wednesday, my co-workers from the nightclub and I got a table at the new rock club in town. The employees there come to support our club in large groups so we had to "roll in deep" (that's slang for a lot of people). When we arrived, we actually had two tables with five bottles. I love making new friends so I went to the bar and met with these two pretty blondes. One had a feather boa so I asked what they were celebrating. She says her twenty-first birthday. I told them they should celebrate with us over at our table.

I noticed the other girl looked a little older, but she definitely had larger boobs so I didn't know who to focus on. The older one left, and the younger girl started dancing with me so I didn't really have to make a decision. I asked the younger girl where her friend went, and she told me that was her mother. I was pretty shocked. The "mom" had been giving her daughter drinks all night...I wish my mom was that cool! I guess the mother went to go grab another one of their hot blond friends.

After drinking a few cocktails, I had started making out with the daughter. Then she went to the bathroom to freshen up. And at that point, the mother grabbed my face and started making out with me. Wow. I couldn't believe what was happening. After we were done kissing, the mother tells me to show her daughter a good time. I was not about to disagree!

Anyways, we were all dancing and having a great time when some guy passing by our table accidentally spills his whole drink on the mother's back. She was understandably pissed. I grabbed some napkins to dry her off, but in a quick flash she grabs both of the younger blondes and storms off. And of course the asshole that spilled the drink was nowhere to be found! Oh what a night!

James Marsden & Straight Actors

I watched an advanced screening of SexDrive earlier last week, and I was pleasantly surprised. I could not stop laughing throughout most of the movie! The leads are relatively unknown, but Seth Green and James Marsden were great supporting actors. James's role (and what happens to his character at the end) made me think of how much I like him as an actor. He's not only hot but also seems to be a genuine and fun guy from what I've read and watched on talk shows. I'm also somewhat of a comic book geek so I definitely respected him for his role as Cyclops in the X-Men movies.

But what impresses me the most about Mr. Marsden - is that he is not afraid to play gay characters. In fact, he's played several (The Heights, 24th Day...we're not going to count Enchanted). Most agents/actors are afraid they'll get typecast if they play gay roles, but James doesn't seem to mind. He did it before Heath & Jake did Brokeback. And did it hurt his career? He's been cast in The Notebook, Superman Returns, and Hairspray afterwards so the answer's probably no. I think he now even has a deal with Disney. I'd say he's doing pretty well.

Closeted gay actors have been playing straight roles for years so it's only fair that straight actors get to play gay ones. Some say that straight people taking gay roles just decreases the work available to those that are truly homosexual, but I think it's more important that A-list actors/actresses attract a wider audience to movies that get them to think about issues relating to the LGBT community. Look at what Sean Penn and James Franco are about to do with the Harvey Milk movie. If unknown gay actors were attached, would the same amount of people see it? Probably not. I'm actually glad these straight actors are tackling these roles and not caring what people might think about their sexuality. Isn't that a sign of a true actor?

For more insight into James Marsden, check out this great interview with him here.

A Blond Asian & A Brilliant Mexican

I sincerely apologize for not being able to post as often in the past week. I've started to go to the gym more often and put in more hours at both jobs so actual free time has been scarce. I promise to try to squeeze in more blog hours this upcoming week.

There were however a couple of interesting moments this past week that I'd like to share with you.

1) I was holding group interviews on Wednesday, and I was warned by one of my managers that there was a very impatient blond Asian girl waiting with the next batch. I didn't want to prejudge her, but when I went to the elevator to take her group up with me to my office on the second floor, she yelled at another candidate to hurry cause she was making all of us wait. Now this would have been fine if they knew each other, but they didn't!

I usually try to break the ice with the candidates in the elevator, and it's a pretty good indicator of what's going to happen during the interview. Half of the group was quiet as always, and there were a few talkative ones. The blond Asian girl was very sarcastic. Not funny sarcastic, but more like bitchy sarcastic. I look at her application and wonder if China or New York made her the way she was.

I ask my interview questions, and believe it or not, blond Asian girl actually impresses me with her answers. They weren't textbook answers either (and trust me I could see right through those) so I was starting to like her. The girls (and 1 guy) were applying to work in a clothing store so I had to talk about style and the way they dress. There was another female Asian applicant (a brunette one) who was also impressing me the whole time, and she brought up how Paris Hilton was her style icon. I agree that Paris may not be smart, but she does know to dress. The brunette Asian then goes on to comment how she loves blonds, but blond hair doesn't look good on Asians. Ouch....that was good jab. I felt the blond girl shoot daggers at her with her eyes.

I try to take the attention away by addressing some of my concerns with a few of the other applicants' appearances. One girl had nails almost as long as her fingers with nail art on them, another girl wore flip flops, and the guy had gauges in his ear. I told the three of them that those were unacceptable at our store, and I asked if they would have problems adhering to dress code. I never expect someone to say no, but at that point I usually discourage those that are going to show up to work and get sent home cause of what they're wearing anyways.

The interview's over, and I tell the candidates it will take a couple of days to select and check references so I will call them by the end of the week. I really liked two out of the seven, and I was still debating on the blond Asian. She was smart, but we have a very large staff, and I know that she's going to rub most of them the wrong way. I was definitely going to have to sleep on it.

The next day, the blond Asian calls, and asks if I have an offer for her already. Damn, this girl is really impatient! I tell her no, and she says she's been offered a position by another retailer. I politely ask her about her compensation, and use that as an excuse that we can't hire her. We weren't going to be able to compete with the hourly rate they were going to give her. My dilemma was solved!

2) Thursday night after working at the nightclub, one of my co-workers wanted to walk with me to the parking garage. We'll call her Olivia. She's a Mexican woman in her early thirties who usually wears her hair in pigtails and glitter around her eyes. Now when I first met Olivia, I thought she was a complete moron. She was annoyingly energetic and always acted like she was 12. The more I got to know her though, I began to like her. She was hiding something under that facade (no sexual innuendos here).

Well that night after work, she started giving me tips on how to make more money at the club. I couldn't believe some of the things that she was saying. I asked her how she knew these things, and she told me that she just asked and observed different people. That's when she began to explain why she acts the way she does. She would rather be underestimated so she can surprise people. It's very true that if people know you're smart/talented/strong right away, more is still expected. She also shared her observations of people at work, and they were so dead-on! Not in the "this is how this person talks and walks" but more of how each person reacts to certain situations, what pushes each person's buttons, and really more of what makes them tick. She said a lot of her own actions were calculated based on the people she was interacting with. I was floored.

Here was a lady that I had been working with for almost a year. For most of that year I thought she was or had been on drugs. And now she's speaking to me more clear than anybody has ever before. A lot of my friends and family have called me a bit strategic and manipulative (my sister has called me a male version of Katherine from Cruel Intentions), but Olivia is on a whole different level. I might manipulate singular situations to my advantage...but she manipulates everything around her to move forward in life. I don't know if it was the liquor talking, but she even spilled on guys she's dated just to find information about their companies and the way they're managed. She's even currently dating someone in the military who's been able to sneak her recruitment/training videos. She wants to start her own company that's going to specialize in nightclub management, and she needs all the info she can gather. Then she says she needs my help. Now at this point I'm thinking all this talk was only a set-up to get me to invest in a company that was never going to exist, but she actually just told me that I inspire her and would love to hear my ideas on the topic.

While I was flattered, I do keep the fact in the back of my head that Olivia can just be trying to manipulate me. I think she's genuine, but she could just be a good con-woman. We shall soon see...I'm approaching the whole thing very cautiously...

3) Oh and by the way, I'm thinking of doing a post monthly of what porn stars the people in my gym look like since I've received such a great response to that previous post...what do YOU think?

Cold & Quarantine

Summer's completely gone. The weather has changed within the past couple of days. The temperature has dropped at least 20 degrees, and the wind is definitely blowing. Summer's my favorite season so signs of Fall/Winter sort of bring me down. Gone are the days of hot people being half-naked 24/7, and here comes all the layers. Fashionwise, the colder seasons are great because I love layering sweaters, shirts, and outerwear, but now it's going to be rare seeing people walking around in their skimpy swimwear. I'm usually pretty susceptible to the flu too (I can blame my lifestyle for that) around this season. Maybe this year will be different. Oh and I guess I can always try to snag a warm body to cozy up with in front of my fake fireplace...

I watched the movie Quarantine last night, and it was surprisingly good. Think of Blair Witch Project meets 28 Days Later. It wasn't perfect, but horror movies rarely are. You just have to appreciate the entertainment they provide (in the form of an adrenaline rush of course). And most scary movies try to include attractive actors and actresses (maybe to distract us from the unoriginal plots) so at least there's eye candy. Quarantine stars Jennifer Carpenter and Jay Hernandez and is actually a remake of a Spanish movie. I'm glad they're giving Asian horror cinema a break. Even if it's only for a short time.

Quarantine is basically about a news reporter and her cameraman who tag along a couple of firefighters who investigate an emergency at an apartment building. From the previews you can probably tell that some tenants end up feeding on their neighbors. Well what you don't know is that after seeing this movie, you're also probably not going to want to own a dog you don't know the history of. I had a similar scare with my puppy when I was younger, but I'm glad I didn't contract anything. Anyways, I should really head to bed since I'm not going to get a lot of sleep this week. Yep, the holiday season also brings holiday work (in my case a LOT of seasonal hiring at the clothing store)!

6 Days & 6 Nights

So I failed. I thought I could go on a whole month without watching porn. But I came home a little buzzed and horny tonight....and ended up relieving myself to a couple of videos online. I couldn't even last a whole week! Why did I break down? Well here's a few reasons...

1. Visited Jake at work the previous night. I realized he doesn't just look Mormon but also resembles a young Val Kilmer. They actually call him Iceman. Wait....actually he's a hotter version of Val Kilmer. And very within reach...

2. Woke up today with Gymnast Guy asking me to come watch him perform in a show (very reminiscent of Cirque du Soleil). He's an acrobat in it so of course he's going to be in tights. Don't forget that I've seen naked pictures of this guy. I was so pissed I couldn't go to the show, but I already requested last Thursday off at the club, and I couldn't do it again this week. I hadn't talked to him for several days so all I could do was imagine him performing...

3. Went to the gym around 6pm. Another different set of hot bodies. Even their sweat was fucking attractive.

4. Hosted possibly one of the hottest group of girls at dinner tonight (there's a restaurant attached to our nightclub). The group included 2 models, an actress, and the daughter of an 80's rock star. They were not only beautiful, but really sweet too! There was even one I couldn't stop flirting with. My co-workers were so jealous. I almost found myself stuttering around these beauties...

5. As soon as I get home, I turn on the TV. Every channel I watch seems to have a show with a really hot character/cast member. Characters that turned me on. Cast members I wanted to sleep with. I couldn't take it anymore. And that's when I caved.

I am human after all. Guess I'm not as strong as I thought I was. I was watching one of my favorite shows, Nip/Tuck, the other day, and it featured a nun who wanted to get a breast reduction. One of the main characters asked her how she came to give up pleasures of the flesh. I don't really remember her exact answer, but I know how it made me feel. It made me feel dirty. Dirty because I couldn't picture my life in abstinence. Failing my month-long fast from porn just proved it. Is that a sad realization or what?

The Gym & Sean Cody

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Black Cat & Bad Luck

I'm not really superstitious, but a black cat crossed my path yesterday morning when I was about to head to the gym. I tried not to think about it, but I started worrying about what kind of bad luck I'd be having that day. Maybe I was subconsciously sabotaging myself with negative thoughts, but things started not going my way at the gym.


It's rare that I'm not on a schedule (even on my day off) so I have to plan everything ahead on my Blackberry. I'm usually at the gym exactly an hour and a half. I was working out my back and biceps yesterday, and every time I went to do Machine Pullovers someone was on it! I would leave and do another exercise, but it didn't matter - a different person would be there. I don't really ask people at the gym how many more sets/reps they're doing because I get irritated when people do it to me. I feel like I have to hurry. But I needed to stick to my workout so I waited for this one guy to get off after I've done everything else.

And while I was waiting, I saw Sasha. I tried not to look her way cause I didn't really want to talk to her after last week, but she came over to me anyways. She said hi and didn't even apologize for cancelling on me. I was cordial, but I wasn't going to pretend I'm happy about her constant flakiness. I pretended to go to another machine so she'd leave. She did, and after doing the pullovers, I went home.

As soon as I get home, I hop in the shower quickly cause I was running late. While I'm getting ready I check my phone for any missed text messages. I freak out cause there were a couple, but it seemed like everything from the previous day backward were gone. EVERY SINGLE TEXT. I lost phone numbers from texts I had not saved. So now all the texts with addresses, important info and declarations of love (I get one once in a while) were automatically deleted. My call history was also missing. Shit. My Blackberry Messenger conversations? Also gone.

I didn't have time but at that moment I had to go online and check to see what happened. Apparently, if you fill up your phone without "saving" these messages/conversations, they will ALL automatically be deleted once the phone runs out of space. It makes sense but why wasn't there a warning that I was reaching that point? Or maybe one message can be deleted for every one that I receive? That would make more sense than let's just delete everything we can! To top it all off, my phone was now reacting very slowly. What else can go wrong?

So I'm hurrying out of the house to get to work, and I press disconnect on my ITunes so I can grab my IPod. I guess I didn't wait long enough cause when I pulled my IPod, it went blank. I tried to turn it on, and it wouldn't! Are you fucking kidding me?? I couldn't worry about it then cause I'm already like 20 minutes behind. I now have a retarded phone and a broken IPod. When I get about 15 minutes away from my house, I realized I forgot to bring hair product. I was now stuck with messy hair all day.

Did I let all of this get to me? Absolutely not. I know when it rains, it pours so I was not going to let the downpour continue. I put on a fake smile cause it usually turns into a real one once I realize how much worse things could be. I actually ended up laughing at myself while driving to work. At the next stoplight, I try to reset my IPod, and it works! I do a little happy dance.

My phone was still as slow as molasses so dialing work turns into a 10-minute ordeal. I just turned it off. I wasn't going to go back to my pissed off mood. I get to work 10 minutes late, and when I turn my phone back on, it's finally normal again. Whew! The rest of the day was actually pretty good. I guess the moral of the story is don't let a black cat and a few bad things get you down. Cause if you do, you're only adding fuel to the fire - try to turn things around. It worked for me, and I hope it'll work for you!

German Guys & Deutschland

At work at the clothing store yesterday my District Sales Manager pointed out a guy she thinks I should recruit. I asked why. The guy was definitely good looking, but my DSM is pretty hard to please so I wanted to know what prompted her to ask me to recruit this particular one. She said that he's been fixing piles of merchandise and touching up mannequins as if he's been a manager in a clothing store before. I agreed that his behavior wasn't of a regular customer's so I proceeded to strike up a conversation. The guy spoke pretty good English, but he was from Germany.

I actually speak some German because I took four years of it in high school. I was saving up money for a trip to Europe at the end of my senior year which would have included a stop in Deutschland (AKA Germany). I have an aunt, an uncle, and two cousins that live in Cologne. I ended up using the money I saved up to move out of my mom's house instead (my stepfather hated me and wanted it to happen so I was just making everyone happy). I've always thought about how different things would have been if I had chosen to go to Germany, and just stayed miserable at home afterwards. I'm not even thirty yet so I guess there's plenty of time to travel the world, especially Germany.

Back to the story at hand. It was actually really nice having a conversation with this German guy. His name was pretty American, Ben. What I like about most European guys is that they don't have this homophobic, overly masculine vibe about them. In fact it's quite the opposite cause some are very fashion forward. Ben worked at a brewery in Munich and has never worked at a clothing store. It was pretty funny trying to explain to him why I thought he had retail experience. Then his girlfriend came up, and that was the end of that conversation.


It would be dumb to assume most German guys are attractive. It would just be a reverse stereotype. But in the past month or so I haven't really met one that's not good-looking. I guess I can Google-Image them to play devil's advocate, but why ruin my current fantasy (the one not involving Gymnast Guy)? Maybe I can look at some gay adult German vids before I begin my withdrawal from pornography tomorrow - ha!

Porn & Horror

How can you tell if you're addicted to porn? Is it an addiction if you watch it daily? I did a study in college, and at the time I don't think I fit the description. Now is a different story however. I'm going to try and not watch porn for a whole month starting tomorrow to see if I can just quit it like that. Wish me luck!

Oh and why the sudden post about adult films? Well like most posts, something happened at work this week that prompted me to think. I saw an average-looking Asian girl at the clothing store I work at the other day, but she had enormous breasts! I almost caught myself staring. I concentrated on her face and then it hit me. It was porn actress Tera Patrick. Anyways, my staff is comprised mostly of women so when I started asking if anybody else recognized her, nobody did. I needed validation. My cashier that rang her up told me her name was Linda Hopkins. So as soon as I got home that day, I looked up Wikipedia. And sure enough - Linda Hopkins was Tera Patrick's real name. I wonder what my porn name would be if I was in the business...

I also recently found out while looking at some internet porn (at least I'm honest) that gay porn actor Sam Ritter was really Stephen Geoffreys from the horror movie "Fright Night." He looked great as a teen actor and looked even better naked fucking another guy! His abs were enough to give me an erection! (Anybody else as obsessed as I am with abs??) It's interesting how someone goes from acting in mainstream movies to gay porn. Shouldn't it be the other way around?

I'm so sorry about my dirty post. There had to be a reason why I put up the adult disclaimer when you go to my blog!

Formal Events & Flaky Women

So a huge formal event was held at one of the hotels this past Monday night for the nightlife industry. I was supposed to take my neighbor/partner-in-crime (I posted about her birthday a couple of weeks ago), but she canceled on me two days before the event. She said she had to work so I understood. I immediately thought of this other girl I sort of have a thing for. We'll call her Sasha. She's tall, blond, and has nice breasts and a great pair of legs. Sounds pretty good, right? Well she'd be perfect if she wasn't a complete bitch. I think we get along cause I pretty much put her in her place when we're together. I'm usually a nice guy, but Sasha brings out the bad boy in me. I like her because we've acknowledged the fact that we've got great chemistry (despite it being a love/hate relationship) and we're pretty similar. We're both somewhat judgmental and high-maintenance. And we both know how to party. So I picked up the phone Saturday night to ask her to be my date.

I knew she was going to say yes if she was free. It was perfect timing cause she just happened to buy a sexy dress the day before. She said she wanted to wear fuchsia shoes so of course I had to wear something that would match. I'm obviously not wearing a pink tux so it would boil down to the accent pieces.

During the day Monday I went to several tuxedo rental shops, but I was not having any luck. I finally decided on a black tux with a silver vest and tie around 4pm. I called Sasha to not only confirm the time I was picking her up, but also to let her know that I picked black and silver. She told me what I picked out would be fine, but that she probably had to cancel on the dinner before the event because she was waiting for a corporate executive to come to her work, and he's running late. I was a little irritated, but I said it was ok. I tell my co-workers from the nightclub that I was supposed to meet for dinner at 7pm at this new European (French, Spanish, Italian fusion) restaurant that my date and I weren't coming. This was at 5pm. A half-hour later, she texts me that she had to cancel altogether.

I was pissed. But I'm not letting it ruin my night. I looked at it as a test of how many women I really know and if I could persuade one of them to get ready on such short notice. Fortunately, I was able to convince this cute cocktail waitress to come. She had work at 4am Tuesday, but she was going to stay as long as she can. So I called my co-workers again to tell them I'm back on for dinner. I got my hair cut, got ready in record-breaking time (around 10 minutes...I usually take an hour), and was at the restaurant only about half an hour late.

The food was delicious. The eggplant bruschetta, lobster pizza, tuna tartare, roasted chicken, and olive oil pasta definitely filled my belly. And not only was the food great, but it was also free! Including all of our drinks! Our bill for 7 people would have come out to at least $400-500. Knowing people in this town definitely has its perks. So we finished desert and left for the hotel around 9pm.


The event was divided into two parties - one inside the hotel's VIP pool area where they covered one of the 2 pools and turned it into a dancefloor/stage and the other party was in the hotel's nightclub. We stopped by the pool one first. There was a red carpet by the entrance where a few "paparazzi" were on hand. That was my very first time getting my picture taken by more than one camera at a time. It was definitely fun, but a little nerve-wracking. What if I didn't smile enough? What if I my tie was crooked? I just saw the pictures today, and they weren't bad so I'm happy.

I should tell you that we also had complimentary bottle service at both parties all night. So I was definitely drinking. My date left around midnight, but I wasn't going to stop partying! We went to the club afterwards and danced our pants off. One of my co-worker's girlfriends was even grinding on me, and the weird thing was that he didn't seem to mind. Guess we were all drunk and just having a good ol' time. We went to a late night sushi restaurant around 3am, and three of us ordered our own bottle of sake. I didn't get home til almost 6am Tuesday. Oh and did I forget to mention I had a management meeting at 8am? I made it on time wearing pretty much the same outfit from the previous night. I officially partied like a rockstar.