JB is back...slightly...

So, I haven't felt much like writing lately. Well, I feel like writing for a moment and then when I sit down to do it I get over it. It kinda sucks too because I was starting to pick up moment and I was really looking to take the blog to the next level. I have to admit I've become a bit discouraged...with my computer being down, work picking up, trying to stay regularly in the gym, take care of my relationship with String Bean, trying to make this promotions thing happen and get my hustle on...it's a lot.

I guess an update is in order.

My birthday was great. The guys at Be Bar took pretty good care of me, cordoning off a section of the club for me and providing me with complimentary bottle service. My friends came out and drank quite a bit, and that's how I know I'm having a good party. When everyone leaves smiling and stumbling. I did dinner the night of my bday, Friday, with my gay/guy mother, my gay auntie, their husbands and String Bean. It was cute...but we ended up loosing our table at Utopia and having to wait an hour and a half for a table at Marvin's. They were all good sports and the folks who couldn't make it to my party continued celebrating my birthday into the week after. I'm 23 now and I feel a bit older...not in my body so much as how I'm thinking about my life.






The fact that I'm moving to London has been weighing pretty heavily, and having an effect on various portions of my life. String Bean and I are still together after all that written angst over the last few post. We broke up briefly after I made the decision that if he wasn't moving, I wasn't staying and that neither of us could do long distance it didn't make sense wadding around in a partially dead relationship. After about a week or so of that, we went out together as friends on Saturday night. By Sunday afternoon we were back together, under the weight of what seemed to be some unfinished business. Our relationship in this comatose state I feel...not dead, but not able to grow either. I think we'll figure it out eventually...in the meantime, we're seeing where it goes.

London is also causing a bit of a pinch in my pocket. I've gotten more serious about saving, and given that I don't make much money to begin with, saving is difficult. My 401K is looking good though and by the time I leave I hope to have a few thousand in my savings account. In the meantime, I've taken a sort of extra job doing promotional stuff for a Thursday night party here in DC. I love parties and I wish I had the money, influence and time to throw my own. But since I have none of those things in abundant amounts, I'd like to learn the trade a little bit.

Over the last few weeks, I've had some pretty great posts planned. I wanted to show you my favorite pieces from the Men's Fall RTW collections (McQueen rocked my socks), and I wanted to detail the crazy party weekends I've had, or the new pieces I'm saving up and sacrificing for, I've even seen a sunset and a stained glass window that spurred a few poetic versus forth, but none of these things have been able to break through my writers funk...but I'm back, if only slightly...
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Song du jour: "Grateful/I'm Grateful"- Kim Burrell