I didn’t cry. He invited me to come see him in Seattle sometime in the next 3 weeks while he’s still there…but I don’t know if I should. How long should I prolong this? But in this odyssey of singledom he’s someone I’ve made a connection with.

If you love something set it free, if it comes back it’s meant to be. I could tell he isn’t happy to be leaving Sac and it felt more permanent to him than it has…but I can’t alter my life. Not that he’s asking me too. But I’ve got to smile, recognize what a great experience this has been and move on. I’ve learned a few lessons and that’s a wonderful thing.

C is back from Paris. Thank god. I missed her.

Gossip around the Roob has me broken up over getting dumped by Dev. Mags, from Paris, set that rumor straight with her gossipy ex explicitly detailing that I had indeed being seeing someone else who I was waaaaay more into when Dev felt the need to Restaurant Break-Up.

And I ran into Silent last night at Fancy Restaurant and it was nice. He seemed happy to see me and I was happy to see him. Maybe I dismissed too quickly. We do have some sort of crazy chemistry. He needs to eat tho.

But Pint Nite was better than it has been in a while. Talked with an older married couple I adore and gave their 13 year old boy advice. Smiled at the Hot Cook who hit all over me months ago but only called once, I think he’s got me figured as something of a player and I think he’s right.

Speaking of, then there is Hot Bartender from the Press. Saturday I pub crawled with a random I met at Tavern on Friday. What better to do on an insanely hot and lazy Saturday? Just remember to walk on the shady sides of the streets between bars because your flip flops might melt into the pavement. It was fun, but Random was irritating after a while. Trying to impress me with Bar Fight stories…whatever, shut up and let me drink my beer. But Hot Bartender recognized me from Silent’s bands gigs and I figure that must mean something. And a cute hippy dude at Roob last night gave me the look. It’s mating season apparently and I’m back in the zoo looking for fun. Not that I took myself out, but I’ve gotta let Mr. Florida go (mentally.)

I realize it’s all boys-boys-boys. But such is my life. I do have a second interview at a company I’m very interested in and their new office is 5 blocks from my house. And it’s a major promotion job skill wise, more challenging and supervising an employee. We’ll see about salary. I just need to be making more. Even if I’m as safe as it possible to be safe here, make decent cash, and have lots of time off, like the people I work with, it’s a whole whopping 20 blocks from home, etc…why am I looking for a new job again? Oh, yeah, I’m kinda bored. And the drunk admin up front pisses me off constantly.