A Case of the Monday's
I definitely have one today. It has been extremely hard for me to get motivated. Which especially sucks because I have work to do today. The morning started off with a blast with me not waking up at time. Granted, I woke up in plenty of time to do what I needed to do, but I was rushed. I like to take my time in the morning. Watch a little Katie and Matt and slowly get going. Not this morning. Up, shower and out the door in 15 mins.

The rest of my weekend went well. The guy I met yesterday seemed pretty cool. Not sure if we were especially attracted to each other but definitely friend potential. And that is cool with me. Who knows? I am sure we will hang out some more.

And, I may or may not have a bit of a stalker with the guy from the bad date I referenced earlier. Since our date, barely 72 hours ago, I have received three text messages, two calls and countless aim messages. I am not sure what to do. I am really a nice guy but am afraid I am going to have to be rude. Is it really rude if I am just being honest? I need to figure that out.

But for now, back to my work day blues. I am going to try to keep to it this afternoon and get out at a decent hour. There is no need in me being here late tonight. Plus, I know there has to be something on TV I cannot miss.

I had only been living in the city a couple of months when I met a guy. We hit it off and started down the path that would last for a little over a year. Was it rocky? Definitely. Was it great? Definitely. Do I have any regrets? Hmmm.... I have absolutely nothing but the best things to say about the guy. He was great, and at one point, we were in love. What I regret is that it took me so long to be honest with myself and realize that, while he might be great, we might not be great together. I am pretty sure that I emotionally checked out of the relationship the last month or so while we were together. (Just like Brad  Jen. Maybe Brad and I should talk.) That being said, he did as well. It was like our last month spent together was as friends. Now, while this was not the best way to break-up, I think that it is leading us to a nice transition to real "friends." Everyone says, "let's remain friends," but how often does it really happen? My hope is that with this one, it will. It would be nice to have him in my black teen life. And to be perfectly clear, in my life as a friend. Not even with benefits. Just a friend.

The one hard part about the break-up is that I have found myself with few close gay friends in the city. When we started dating, I had only been here a short while, and we immediately began spending a lot of time together. Whether it was right or wrong, unfortunately, I drifted apart from the few people I had met. Now, this is not supposed to read as a pity party. I have friends and by no means am a hermit that stays at home. I just do not have that "best" friend that you can always count on. This is another reason that I believe the break-up was healthy for me. It is making me get out there outside of my shell. I had grown accustomed to always having someone around and had not put the effort into making a group of friends of my own. It is good for me.

As for moving forward, who knows? I am not looking to jump right into another relationship. I am not really looking for the "rebound man." With that said, I also do not want to turn a blind eye to guys, because you never know. I could have broken-up with the boyfriend because someone great was around the corner. I am just going with it. Ideally, I will meet some guys, go on dates, have some fun and end up with some great guys to call friends and a great friend to call a lover.