In which stuff is done...

Stuff like... well, I just want to keep it at "stuff" for the moment.

Ok. So I wanted to mention that I made dessert for the family (quiglies.. or however you spell it.. or is it just a word my grandmother made up?) a couple days ago. They went down quite well. I was quite impressed. Each sheet of pastry had a corner that was cracked, so that presented a problem, and mostly so on the last quigly (?). From the last quarter of puff pastry, I made a little ship, and it was awesome. And tasty. I wanted to take photos, but my phone was stuffing up.

Which reminds me: my phone was stuffing up. I have sent it away for repairs, and have a spiffy nwe loan phone while I wait. It is quite pretty. I am sure you are in awe of my phone :P

Beyond that, I met citizenerased tonight. Btw, it is 5:30 AM as I type this. I had my first birthday celebration tonight - Bill and Tony's for dinner, then Purple Sneakers (for which we waited an hour and a half in line), and then Stonewall. Stonewall I attended by myself, because everyone else had to go home, either for sleep or for nazi-ish parents (and I thought mine were bad. Sheesh!), so I met up with Andrew there, along with his peeps Squishy, Josh, Vanessa and Maria. There were a couple of moments where I had to just stop and re-assess my situation, but Josh seemed to be ok taking the Protector role, which gave us a chance to talk a little bitm which helped in the not throwing up from excess alcohol. And Squish was fun... I'm pretty sure I licked her chest... As was Maria, who is a Gaiman fan!!! Woot. Didn't really interact with Vanessa much, nor Andrew come to think of it... whoops. Perhaps if I'd been slightly less gone I would have realised this at the time :(

I think that Josh's "medical science" retorts, when I tried to refuse the non-water, will stick with me for quite a while though. At least, I think that's what he was saying to me... :S I probably drank as much last night as I have in the past two months combined, so I was quite... yes. I found it so strange and funny that he was basically telling me he was a doctor so he outranked me when it came to deciding how best to get rid of my nausia. It was just so out of place in Stonewall. But not in a bad way :P

Before that, at Purple, I think I may have given someone my number. I mean, I know I gave him my number, I just don't know if I was Giving Him My Number, because, well, I'm not sure if he's straight or gay. He knows I'm gay - an obvious plus - partially because I mentioned that I was going to Stonewall and invited him along, partially because it was implied several times by myself and Theodora, and partially because I told him that his barely-there prickly stubble was hot and that I have a thing for stubble. Because I am a smooth talker.

So, why am I not sure if he's gay or straight? Well, he seems gay, but then I look at my cousin-in-law and remember that it isn't quite as simple as that. There's something about his look, too, that I find quite gay. It just worries me that he spent most of the night talking to Cyn and Theodora, and that when he mentioned the party that the phone number was for invitations to, he said he'd get Cyn's number or Theodora's, and I was the one who suggested getting mine. Because I was right there and the others were all the way outside. But that might have been just what he wanted me to say :P There's also the fact that he's never been to Stonewall, though he was giving me directions to Oxford Street (I normally walk in the group, and I know the way when I'm with them, I just don't actually know the start of the journey), but I guess there are straight places there. He did say "You should bring them" a couple of times, too, and it sounded like I was the target of the invite, but that I should bring friends to feel comfortable. And I kissed him on the cheek at one point, and hugged him goodbye as I left for Stonewall the... first time? (I think I ended up trying to leave about three times before I was out the door.) and he seemed fine with that, but he could just be accepting. So I don't know. He's really good-looking, and the right age (I think), plus I remember his name (a fact I wish I had no reason to feel so proud of), so I would like if something were to happen, but I don't think I should be holding my breath; I do that too much.

Maybe an hour after I met Andrew et al, I went downstairs to use the bathroom, and when I tried to come back up I was not allowed. I was not impressed. I tried to sneak back up to find people, but the guy on the stairs was there whenever I tried. So that was prett much the end of my night.

Ok, it's now 1:30 PM, and I've slept a bit of the alcohol away. Still a little woozy though, and the heat in my room is not helping. I love that I don't get hangovers as such, but I think I'm going to treat my current hunger with a slow intake of food all the same. After dinner on Thursday night... oh god the badness. Do not want a replay.

Oh and last night was the last night Purple Sneakers would be on at the Abercrombie (unless I am mistaken, The Abercrombie is the bar/hotel/physical space that hosts Purple Sneakers). They're doing refurbishments, so it will be at Hermann's for a while. Should be a little nicer there, though the whole point of Purple is the trashyness of it all :P Ah well.

I think I heard people talking about my birthday downstairs this morning through my halfsleep. I must say, I am far more excited about it this year than I was last year. I think it's got something to do with the fact that I now have such awesome friends I can celebrate it with. And it's not that I just have new friends, I'm so much closer to some of my older friends too, and both make me happy :)