I was going to do the post where I tell you all that happened but that'll take too long and then more things will happen.

This weekend.

It has been a long time since I've been on a proper date. A date with someone who I was interested in. I haven't had much in the Romance department lately but that's okay. There was an incident but it was a wrong road. Even though I still walked down it. I'll post about that later.

Anyway, Saturday something happened. I was as friendly and energized as I usually am, and for some reason this time it made a difference. I met three lovely ladies all at work. There was a little flirting going on and they gave me their numbers for a future hang out or dance. I mean they were all separate from each other. It has been a while since one person gives me their number, let alone three lovely ladies.

Thing is that I usually don't follow through. But to be honest, if the reason for a call is platonic, then it is all good. I don't like to press things. Hang out and if something is there then something is there, and if not then I made a new friend I can dance or catch a flick with. Can't have too many of those.

There was this one girl, who gave me her number right before the Holiday. She went by the club for a few shows and I have gotten her drinks before. We also got a few chances to converse on her cigarette runs. Standing outside I only meet smokers. Anyway, we started speaking about movies and someone else mentioned Syriana. We both commented that we hadn't seen it so I turn to her and with straight confident eyes I looked at her and seriously asked, "can I take you to see the movie?” She looked back directly at my eyes, and I knew she would say yes. I didn't break contact for a second until she said yes. I don't know how I did that but her pupils shook a bit and she smiled. It was great. More because I was severely lacking in confidence at the moment. So I call her and leave a VM right after the holiday, but she didn't answer.

I was curious so five days later, (last Thursday) I sent her a text just asking if she still wanted to see the flick because I was gonna go without her. She text me back saying that she was going away for the weekend and that she'd call me on Sunday to make plans for next week. I was like cool, enjoy.

The Bowery closed at 2am on Saturday. So I started texting my party people to see which one was where. I wanted a dance. Abby texts me back half hour later and I take a cab to Bembe in Billyburg Brooklyn.

Abby came out to greet me because the bouncer wouldn't let anymore lone men in. I like that rule. As soon as I got in there I noticed, maybe by my fuelled flirtation of the evening, that a few eyes darted directly to me. I was overwhelmed with a great sensation. I haven't felt desirable in a long time, and that night was definitely changing that.

When I went down stairs, I started dancing merengue with a girl when I noticed someone across the room that I recognized. I wasn't sure from where but I knew that it was someone significant for one reason or
another. Then I realized it was the friend of the Syriana girl that will remain nameless. It was then that I saw that from behind the pillar next to her, Syriana girl came out and looked at me with a sad
greeting. A guilty face indeed. People lie. She could've told an easy lie to get out of it but she came up and confronted me. I left my prior partner and began to dance with her. I felt her remorse, and she told me with a shy voice, "I lied to you, I'm sorry". She told me that it was her Birthday and that she is weird about it so she went out with her friends but didn't wanna tell me that about her birthday. She never expected to run into me in a Brooklyn Williamsburg bar when she lives on the east 60's and I live in the Bronx and work at the Bowery. It was weird. She after a dance (which is my most powerful weapon of seduction, lol) I saw that she was happy to see me.

We danced for a while, exchanged a few dry pecks, and she made the same empty telephone call vow she had made before. I don't know if shell call or not. I'm not too concerned about that anymore. She lied and it may show who she is and some negativity about her, but on the other hand she didn't continue to lie. She fessed up and was honest about her lie. That is better than a person who gets away with a lie. They tend not to try to lie to me again.
I'd love it if she called.

It'll be fine if she doesn't.

It doesn't help that yesterday I finished reading the Alchemist by Paulo Coelho. Read it in three days. I believe in too much already. Reading that had me thinking that us bumping into each other may have been an omen of some sort. Not because I think it will be love or anything like that, but for some reason, maybe life wanted to teach her a lesson about white lies. Or maybe life wanted me to catch her and do something to my confidence. So much was achieved. I did feel better on Sunday than I did on Friday. I feel better today. In general there was something that clicked in me that hadn't been there in a few weeks. I'm glad it happened. Maktub.

I went home with my Friends Abby and Laura to their crazy cat and as custom we did the Sunday morning brunch at Shane's Cafe. I love that place with a complete passion. Breakfast Burrito there is so so so damn good. I just don't know how to deal with it sometimes. It is so so so good. Wow.
I wish to live in Brooklyn, but I can't beat my rent with a tank, so here I stay until England.

Now one thing remains in my head. I was wondering if I should publish this post private or public? People can google my name and find this page, as has happened with my blog in other past occasions. But really, I don't care. If Miss Syriana reads this, then she read it and there is nothing I can do about that. Or maybe even someone else that I may be interested in or has an interest on me. I don't care.
I like the idea of the voyeurism of a blog. Putting my life online for those who find it. And that is what I will do.

Anyway, it was an adventure, and I loved it.