This was my fifth or sixth date with Angela but I’m not really sure. I’m actually starting to lose count which is good but also bad. Why am I keeping count?
Oh that’s right every date so far has been PG-13 and by the fifth date it’s usually X rated. At this point I would even settle for NC-17. Alright what the fuck is wrong with me. Why am I writing in code?
Probably has a bit to do with the frustration I’m feeling. It’s nothing against Angela I actually think she’s great but I don’t feel any sexual tension between us and I think it has a lot to do with her being really old fashioned. Have I been dating whores? No I think I’m just spoiled by liberated womenthat enjoy sex.
We went to the movies and saw My Brother Is an Only Child and had burgers at Stand.
Note: Almost forgot to mention I had secret drinks with my other work crush.
It’s amazing how one day of freak winter snow can ruin everything. I’m not talking about train delays or being snowed in at the airport. Those are to be expected. What I’m talking about is my favorite tan boots being destroyed by the salt put out to melt the snow.
About a month ago I went out with my favorite boots and the sky was clear. Suddenly by the middle of the day dark clouds had rolled in and snow began to fall over the city. Since I didn’t have a pair of shoes at my desk I went to dinner and drinks as usual with my tan boots. When I got home I realized the boots had been totally ruined.
For a month I tried to ignore the salt stains but finally realized they needed to be replaced. After work I went to pick a few things up from Bed Bath and Beyond and figured I should just pick up a new pair. Sadly I didn’t find any boots that I liked, instead I found three pairs of shoes I couldn’t afford. They look awesome.
Met up with Jina for dinner instead of our usual Wednesday movie. I had requested somewhere cheap and she suggested Republic. After dinner we did a little shopping and a ton of flirting. I know I’m a huge flirt and it tends to make people flirt back but only if they’re interested. Right?
George came over before heading off to work and helped me finish hooking up my media center. I had gotten all the cables necessary for hooking up all my components but still needed a little help running the last few cables behind the wall.
At eleven o’clock we both witnessed the true beauty of Gran Turismo on the PS3 running at 1080p on a 46′ Sony Bravia. If you’re nerd you probably just wet yourself with envy.
Angela later called an informed me she was heading back to Taiwan forever.
I was so tired from work and the weekend that I decided to skip the NYC TV party celebrating the many Emmy wins/nominations they received.
Instead I went to the Home Depot.
Work sucks! I’m usually pretty good about going to work on the weekend considering it doesn’t happen often but I didn’t get a lot of sleep. Not to mention it was a very grueling week.
Thankfully Nice met up with me in the evening for dinner and a movie. We saw “Under the Same Moon” which was cute but did feel a little cliched.
While having burgers at Stand the oddest thing popped into my head. Nice was sitting there wearing a tight red sweater with a little scarf wrapped around her neck. As she ate her burger and sipped her milkshake I couldn’t help but notice how Norman Rockwell the whole scene was.
It was like watching a reinvention or a modernized version of classic American youth so beautifully depicted in Rockwell’s work. I’m sure she must have thought I was strange for saying so but then it dawned on her how right I was. Maybe she was just humoring me. Regardless it was awesome and I had a great night.
Today was the day I’d been dreading for a while. I had to go and pick up my damaged dresser from storage and I was worried that George and I wouldn’t be able to get it done. Actually, that’s not true, I was just upset with having to rent a van, deal with the storage people and having to lift this stupidly heavy piece of furniture. Luckily George and I were joking around so much, since he had been in the Dominican Republic for a week, that I didn’t even notice any of it.
Once we got the dresser home and returned the van George helped me remove the television from the wall and repair the gaping hole left behind by the Geek Squad a few weeks ago. As a reward for all his hard work I took him to get his nails done. I think he totally had a blast. How could you not enjoy a gorgeous woman pampering you?
On our way back home I got a call from T, who I haven’t seen for a while. I invited her to dinner with Al and Jina. Yup Jina! She called earlier that day and asked what I was up too. I figured this would be a great opportunity to have her meet Al and T and get their impressions. I was a bit worried it would turn into a total cluster fuck but it turned out to be a great dinner at Tre.
After that we hit Jessica’s birthday party which turned out to be interesting. People need to learn that drinking doesn’t grant you the magical ability to say whatever pops into your head. On the bright side Angela showed up and met my amigos.
Afterward she took me to a secret after hour Chinatown restaurant that is located down a staircase in the middle of nowhere. It seems all the asian club kids hit this spot at four in the morning.
The highlight of the night was making out with her on the relatively empty streets of Chinatown. The whole time keeping one eye on the triads across the street shooting me the shit look. How exhilarating 
Woke up feeling a little better but was still feeling sick. I wanted to bang out but I had a ton of work waiting for me at the office.
Now I’ll be the first admit I have my slacker tendencies but every once in a while I get a in this zone where I can’t stop. I got put on a new project and felt some pressure to perform. Especially since I just got a promotion and I figured I needed to step up my game. And step it up I did. I worked till ten in the evening and created a stellar piece of work.
Afterwards I met up with Al for dinner at the Neptune Diner. He wasn’t looking to good and must have gotten the bug. Sadly he looked a lot worse than I did.
I woke up feeling like crap. It might have been the run but for some reason I think it had more to do with the bug going around the office. Actually it seems to be going around NYC.
I didn’t think I would make it thru the day and when I did get home I just took some Airborne, bundled up and went to bed.
Tonight was my second official friendly movie night with Jina. This time instead of a cakelet she showed up with a fruit smoothie. It was cute and very considerate.
I had heard so much about Juno I was a little afraid it would suck. Luckily I was wrong and it turned out to be really good. Sure the parents in the movie were too cool and the kids too mature but the writing was so funny you over looked all its flaws. Although I will admit the whole ending, them playing folk music, was pure bullshit.
After the movie I picked up a copy of Ninja Gaiden for the DS and went for a run at eleven at night.
