the Geeee train

Why is it that the evil G train suddenly varies its schedule when my new Greenpoint-LIC stop crush has been "officially" recognized?

pros and cons

I love hanging out with Jason and Andrew because they're so atypical of most of the guys in the neighborhood. Also, no one is going to fuck with me in their presence. The bad part? No one is going to fuck with me. But what the hell...at least I can scope out cuties in relative anonyminity.

First stop was Tommy's Tavern, and I knew we'd missed the band we wanted to see. We had a drink in the front, while completing some tasks. There was some overflow from the show inside...several haircuts, which were adorable. We then checked out the Mark Bar for the first time in a while, and I saw absolutely nothing promising.

The plans included Duffs for their first year anniversary, but it was way too crowded. They wanted to try Cyn, and when we stepped in the middle doorway, I said, "take a look - are you sure?" They said, "yeah! why not?" Two minutes after entering they said, "let's go!!" Yes, it was THAT bad. On to Savalas for a quick round, and saw some familiar faces along with some hotties (then again, I was in the care of two somewhat intimidating figures). Lastly, we ended up at Spike Hill, and it was my first time I'd actually made it here. I'd heard terrible things about the place, but didn't see what the big deal was. There were even two mighty handsome guys, but I suspect they were gay...as the day is long.

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I should be doing this, but I'm still wide awake. I'm totally gonna update this thing tomorrow...

even hot boys need groceries

* The last 10 days or so have been kind of a blur, and quite honestly much of the celebrating took place in friends' homes. I can still report with confidence that if you want to have a relaxing weeknight and quiet conversation while focusing on one or two hotties playing pool, you can never go wrong with The Abbey. The second fact is more of a revelation; Jess and I have been monitoring the Boulevard Tavern situation, and I can finally say the raysh has gone the other way! I really wanted to spend more time here, because the owner's other place went up in flames and he seems like a genuinely good person. The establishment itself is a fine place with a pool table, BBQ, and douchebag-free atmosphere...the only problem was the ratio of girls to boys, which was heavily skewed the wrong way the first few times we visited. This time, however, there were at least two by the pool table and 3 up front who warranted multiple glances, and even a swoon.

* I had to run out on New Year's Eve day (late afternoon) for laundry and a couple of quick errands. I had no makeup on and bad jeans, so of course I run into 4 hot guys at the laundromat, 2 at the ATM, and another 3 at the store. WTF??! I ended up at a "Night of a Thousand Madonna" party, which was awesome (and yes, there were cute boys). You can meet Black Lung below...he decided to go shirtless shortly after midnight:



* As far as my time in England, what can I say? I think I already mentioned that the concentration of hotness can be overwhelming at times. I was staying mostly in the Hanover neighborhood of Brighton, in the vicinity of the art school. Although there was a lot to see in hangouts such as the Arc, Hectors, Pressure Point, etc., I think the most delightful surprise was a local Sainsburys. I'm kind of a dork when it comes to grocery shopping; it's a nice distraction to everyday stress, and I can just zone out. Groceries in foreign countries are an extra special treat...even the most mundane pork pies and pickled beets have additional appeal. I guess that also goes for your neighbors strolling the aisles. My neck had a slight case of whiplash as my eyes darted from the biscuits in my hand to the ones heading towards the dairy. A couple of days later I went to check out the other grocery store on the street, just one block away (Sommerfields). It was bigger, but totally deserted. Subsequent visits to both confirmed that, not only to even hot boys have to eat, but they prefer Sainsbury's.