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All good things come to an end.

Back in NY I ran into Amy at Vig.  We had a drink at this cute little place called Peasant and patched things up.

Went skinny dipping under the stars.  It was amazing.

My hardest choice was picking what to eat for dinner. We went to a small restaurant that was empty but highly recommended by the concierge. The food was amazing and the chef was also our waiter. I felt like one of those rich people you read about in magazines.

Paradise!!! The hardest part of my day was getting up on time to catch my flight. Coconut rum and coke is so good.

I packed my bags for my trip to St. Martin on Wednesday.

After work I met up with Angela for dinner at Elephant.  She loved everything about the place and I have to admit I was surprised.  Not because the food or the place aren’t amazing, they are, but earlier in the evening while being seated the owner made a comment about seeing us on Sunday.  His little comment would have been accurate had he left out the “us” part.

I tried to dismiss the comment with a joke but he insisted again and again it was us.  By this point Angela knew I had brought another women here.  Irritated, I wanted to yell out, “yes you saw me on Sunday but not with this girl so if you don’t mind shut the fuck up!”

Afterwards the plan was to hit Black Fin to collect my night of free drinking.  My name was randomly picked for a night of free drinking.  I originally planned to go alone and meet up with a few friends but decided at the last minute to invite Angela.  It was the best move I’ve made all year. As the night went on a bunch of pals showed up and made a great night even better till I was taken advantage of.

Angela and I had been flirting and making out all night.  I wanted to take her home but knew she had to go to work early in the morning.  I put her in a cab home and jumped in a cab with Al and T.  We were headed to Vig when T made her move.  Knowing I had nine Gin and Tonics in my system, plus I was still hot and bothered from Angela she leaned in and began kissing me.  I caught myself and pulled away, what the fuck?

T is my friend and I just don’t see her that way.  On various occasions people have asked whether or not we were something and my answer has always been the same, NO!  I don’t see her that way and I just don’t want to ruin a good thing.  I hope this doesn’t fuck up my trip to St. Martin.