Squeaking In. in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • March 22, 2006, midnight
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Let’s see if I can sneak one more in before I leave again. Work’s mysteriously unblocked OD for the time being.

So, let’s do a Love Life Update, shall we? This shouldn’t take long.

  • Elevator Guy: He’s the guy who stopped me in the elevator to ask me to “hang” with him. I can’t remember if I’ve updated about him…but he’d called me early, early one morning (he was just getting home from a night of partying, and I was dead asleep) and invited me to his recording studio [upstairs in the building where I live]. I was so curious that I went to see what all the fuss was about. And YES! There’s a big recording studio in my building. With all the fixins (mics, soundproof booth, etc.). Amazing. Who knew? I do now! Anyway, I had to let his poor little baby heart down when I told him that he’s just too young for me (26), and I just don’t want to fling around anymore (which was exactly what he wanted). We’re into cheek kissing when we see each other now. He’s cute. Well, gorgeous, to be more accurate. But I seriously don’t want to go there. Especially since….
  • New York Guy: is coming to visit. Ugh. I don’t even know how to get out of this one. I’m really not interested in him anymore and I made the mistake of being [acting] kind of enthusiastic about him coming to see me again. I think he’s actually booking his flight today. Maybe I should just tell him not to do it? This is weird. So uncomfortable. How do you tell someone that you’re just not interested anymore?
  • LDL: And how do you finally get some closure? Why can’t we just LET GO of each other already? Why? He’s been e-mailing over and over and over again, wanting me to stay over in Los Angeles after my next LA trip (early April). I am so scared to just call him and tell him that I can’t do it any more. I just can’t keep ripping open these scabs. It’s time to let go. I’m serious this time. Really.
  • Mister Amsterdam: Oh man…remember my ballsy move of walking up to the hottest man in the hotel and asking him to breakfast? It’s so paying off!! We’re planning on meeting in NYC next month!
  • Across the Hall: I’ve saved the best for last. I’ve completely put together a fantasy relationship in my head. I am head over heels for my neighbor, and the timing couldn’t be worse. The cutest thing happened last night, though. I’d called to check on him because I usually have coffee with him on the weekends and I hadn’t heard a peep. He finally returned my call last night and we chatted for just a moment and I reminded him that we have a standing date on Sunday (when I get back) to see a band we’ve been talking about. We hung up and that was that. Until I got back to my loft and was about to get undressed for bed and I heard a faint knock on my door. It was AtH!! He wanted to wish me safe travels. And then we had the sweetest hug in my doorway. And goodnight, then. And I’m so, so, so squishy.

    *squish*

    Okay. Gotta run. I’m now to a point where I don’t know whether I’m coming or going, but it looks like I’m getting on another plane for another grueling 10 hours (please, Ambien, kick in good this time?). I’ll be back late Sunday afternoon.

    Catch you on the flip.


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