What you've Missed ... I'm back!

My apologies for not keeping up with da bloggin' but man, oh, man has life been chaotic with work, school, homework, freelance job - all the while maintaining a social life.  Here's what you missed:

Weekend Update(s)

After a happy hour one night with KGB and Miss J, me and Shadow heading back to the valley to catch one last drink with friends.  I walk into the bar and there. he. is. BIGGIE.  Yeah, you remember him. Haven't seen him in MONTHS but maintined little to no phone contact since our last hang.  No biggie, pardon the pun, but in however many months it had been, and it's a regular haunt for the both of us, why now do we finally cross paths?  He was still wearing this navy blue collared shirt I remembered him wearing back when we dated 5 years prior.  Is that weird? Kinda but  thank god for already having a buzz ;) After hanging with friends and saying good bye to my friends behind the bar, I turned around and he was behind me.  "I thought you left without saying good bye," he said.  Small talk, small talk, small talk, he makes some mention of seeing each other again, I sarcastically half laugh and say, "Oh yeah, when?" He says, "This week???"  (though inner monologue was saying 'don't hold your breath'.)  I give him a hug good bye, told him it was great to see him and left.  And the 5 minute drive home all I could think was, "Didn't he used to be taller?"  I guess when you hold a memory in your mind it plays back like on TV - actors SEEM tall but the cameras and camera angles just make them appear that way.

The following evening I had Merecedes' housewarming - my first and only friend in LA to own, not rent.  Before heading there, Shadow texted to ask if it was a problem if a previous plantonic male friend comes - we'll calm him "Greg" - before I could respond to the text, Shadow had decided maybe it wasn't.  I told her that it wasn't myplace to invite or not invite someone as I am not the hostess.  Hostess said NO for the record.  When I finally arrived among friends and strangers, I couldn't believe the words coming out of Shadow's mouth when she read her text from a mutual friend D, "She's on her way. Oh. (pause)  She's bringing Greg."  Without hesitation I quip, "WHAT?!!!!?" Sure enough, homeboy showed up.  WTF?  Even off his look of sheer delight of seeing me, I had to act my way out of the sitation. I politely gave a half hug and semi smile and then ignored him for the rest of the night. D, while getting a tour, says to Miss J, "Is it a problem that Greg is here?"  Miss J, my friend who is up front and honest says, "Look, we're all adults, but no, it's not."  And by ignore I literally mean I carried on with my friends like he wasn't even there because he shouldn't have been.  Near the end of the gathering, he cornered me in the kitchen.  "Hey!" and not to be a total bitch, I tried to make small talk but I wasn't that interested in hearing anything he had to say because we hadn't talked in months and nothing in his life had changed - I was bored.  And if you knew me, and you can't see my face when I type, but I have a hard time controlling my expression; whatever my brain is thinking, my face is saying.  But I just looked at him with a straight face as he went on, and on, and on about himself.  THEN he invited me and my friends to go to a bar with them, I politely passed.  Shadow and some friends wnated to meet up for one last drink but - and I don't want to admit this - seeing Greg just killed my night for me.  Not only did myself and my friends say no to him being there, he came anyway and while he knows my friends through me, it's not normal that he wanted to be there unless someone was plotting.  D even asked Shadow, "Does Bradshaw have feelings for Greg?" and again, without hesitation and brutal honesty, she says, "No!" WTF?  And if the combo of running into Biggie the night before mixed with having to see p.p. Greg wasn't enough, I am thankful for two things:  1) that my friends have my back, and 2) that I didn't go get that last drink because Shadow ran into...Biggie.  Yes, again.

Now, I'm a busy girl with a great life so I don't let that all affect me for too long.  About a week went by and I was up late working on stuff for school and just couldn't keep my eyes open a moment longer so I called it a night, and once in my room I discovered that my my phone was blinking.  I crawled into bed and looked to see that I had a new alert from FB; it's a message from ...Greg.  I thought to myself, 'well, it took a week' while I quickly read the message as my eyelids grew heavy.  something like "Hey, thought I'd drop by and say hi. Maybe we can meet up sometime and catch up." I fall asleep and again in the morning wake up to see if I really read it right.  Hmm. This guy has my phone number and email but is contacting me by a social networking site?  Strange.  Then a few days passed and I didn't respond and had a new voicemail when I got out of class...it was from Greg.  Some talk about how he was at my work and wanted a favor.  Being that I don't really consider us good friends anymore, it was interesting to me that he reached out to enlist my help for a task that didn't need to involve me at all.  Is is just a REACH?

And in the midst of all this, my status with Miles had turned...we have been in constant contact since my email.  Lots of texting, emailing and phone calls.  We were back to where we were a year earlier but seems different.  Now it should be noted that we have had tentative plans to see each other at least 3 x in the past 3 months and every time plans fell through.  It was hard to keep faith that we had been working towards 'something' but I believed then and I believe now that he isn't like any other guy out there.  Some might question why entertain  myself with someone who lives in a complete different state and coast than me, but again he's not like others.  Why was I disappointed every time things fell through? Duh.  But his frustration was equal.  And it won't be until I see this man again, face to face, in the same time zone, will I be able to prove my theory right.  But at the end of the day, it's nice to know there's someone out there who has you on their mind.  And we have plans to see each other when I go see my family for Thanksgiving so looks like things might finally ignite...and as mentioned above, it's nice to know someone is counting the days until they see you.  I mean, just the other day he text me with "14 more days..."  I'd be lying if I said I wasn't excited or nervous, let's call it exvous or nerited. ha ha ha  I never thought in all my life I would be in this perdicament - let alone putting myself in the risk of the unknown.  I guess when you get to be in your 30s, you stop playing games and start taking chances...(like the Celine Dion song)


Man-Date: Optimstic.  Lathering up the sunblock...