On Saturday night I worked my graveyard shift and then came home feeling exhausted. I usually have to caress the internet before I can rest so I kicked off my shoes, pulled down my pants, unbuttoned my shirt and threw my bra and work shirt on the chair.
I gingerly lifted my laptop lid and smiled at the blue screen asking for my password. Beep. Beep. Once I was in, I glanced at the sun streaming through my bedroom window.
Blah. Blah. Blah.. I typed into twitter, talking about my night at Denny’s. I think I even did a blog post about how my night went and then I saw a tweet on twitter from an old college friend saying he was about to cook. Immediately my thoughts raced back to when we were in undergrad and this dude used to THROW DOWN! He made the most amazing gumbo ever! And he used to date my sorority sister so she would get him to cook for some of our functions. ~sigh~ I miss him.
“Are you making gumbo? I miss your gumbo. I miss you.” I typed into twitter.
“Why don’t you drive up?” he tweeted back.
I sat there for about 15 minutes and then I was like, “Why not?”
I took a shower and jumped on the road feeling like a STAR. I miss being on the road. I miss driving and driving and smoking and drinking Coca Cola and listening to CD’s and coasting, coasting…
That ride took 5 hours and I was dead tired by the time I got to Gainesville but I found D’s house and walked in to a feast of chicken wings, barbecue chicken, mac n cheese, cornbread, hamburgers- man- all kind of good food!
I hugged everyone’s neck and sat down to eat as more and more people came in. I got to see this guy I used to LOVE back in the day- LOL! He is sooo my type though, nerdy looking, glasses, kinda slim. I even told him that I liked him but he wasn’t ready.
When I saw him I was like, “Hey T! I used to like you freshman year, what happened to you?”
He was like, “I was scared of you. At that time I wasn’t used to women being so forward. You invited me to your room and I….”
I laughed and hugged him. “That’s okay. You’re old news now.”
As more guys came in and my sorority sister Tonya came by we all sat in the living room catching up. You won’t even BELIEVE that these KIDS i used to hang with in undergrad have like..grown people jobs. LOL!
One of them is a CEO of a construction company. LOL! WTF? Who let him be in charge of something?
Another is a Supervisor for Department of Children and Families! LMAO! How the hell is HE gonna supervise anyone? He crazy!
Then my boy told me…LOL…I’m sorry, this shit is too funny! He told me that he is a health inspector! Hell naw! LOL!
I laughed and laughed as they passed drinks and we all took shots and hits just like the old days. Man..I was FLOATING…floating….something lovely…
It felt so good to relax and feel like a regular person and not think about my goals or dreams and building my brand. I was flirting with everybody because I felt comfortable enough to do that. Even though I have had secks with at least one of them- LOL- I still feel like they are my brothers.
Some of us took the party outside to the screened-in patio. While we puffed and sipped, a gang of dudes I had never met walked in. What’s interesting is…whenever I run into a gang of dudes I try my best not to make eye contact with any of them because I feel like that encourages them to talk to me and I don’t really want to talk to any of them. Seriously…I do not scope a crowd to look at men. That doesn’t interest me at all. I do check out all the women though… Women are just more physically appealing to me. Sexy curves, smells and mannerisms.
So we’re sitting outside and I’m smiling and listening to all of these men talk. Men are so interesting. I’m definitely one of those chicks who can hang in a crowd of men easily. I don’t prefer to do that, but men love having me around because I let them be them, and I act like them sometimes.
My friend is playing in my hair with his fingers and combined with the laaaa and the drank, it feels like I’m having secks. Ahhh..I loved the way he rubbed my head. It’s been so long since I’ve had some real AFFECTION. Secks? Yes, All the time. But AFFECTION and tenderness? No. Not in many years.
So these guys are sitting across from me and one of them asks what my name is.
“I’m Ms. Tee,” I tell him. (you know I tell him my real name) and look away, not really interested.
“Wow. What a name!” he says. “I’m just..Steve. Just plain old Steve.”
I sat up straight.
Did he say Steve?
I looked at him, examining his face. Glasses, kinda nerdy looking, kinda slim. Wow. He looks a lot like my Steve would look. What if he turns out to be like my imaginary boyfriend Steve?
He was wearing a red hat so I said, “Steve with the red hat.” He smiled at me for a little while.
By this time I am dead tired so I sit in the living room to listen to the girls talk. Did I mention that while I was on the patio all the women were inside the house? LOL!
I leaned back into a rocking chair and…dozed off. When I woke up everyone was gone and I had a blanket wrapped around me.
I was so mad that I missed the majority of the party… I made myself another plate of food and sat down to play on the net and watch TV and my friend D went to bed.
I’m watching some really good movies and enjoying myself when I drift off to sleep again with the TV on. All of a sudden I hear the door knob jiggling and I think, “Oh Lord, I hope D told his girlfriend that I’m here. I don’t wanna be in no bullshit.”
But when the footsteps got closer, a really tall figure appeared…and a red hat.
“Steve with the red hat,” I called out and he turned toward me. “Come smoke with me.”
“I guess I can burn one before I head back out,” he said.
So we sit and we must have talked but I can’t remember what it was about. Oh yeah..he told me that he was my age and we went to undergrad together. I was like, “You look wayy younger than me.”
He also tells me that he’s a DJ and a party promoter and I raise my eyebrow.
I think I fell asleep on him because when I woke up he was gone. I even got up to look around the house for him. I don’t know. I guess I wanted to see him again.
So I went back to sleep on the supersoft couch and sometime in the early morning I hear the doorknob jiggle again and when I look up..its the red hat.
“Steve with the red hat? Where’d you go? I was looking for you.”
I follow him into one of the bedrooms and he’s on the computer looking for something. I sit down next to him like he invited me and I’m looking at the computer too.
“Let’s go to breakfast,” i tell him.
“Ok,” he says and we head out just like we are to a homey restaurant to eat some french toast and croissants. I feel so comfortable with him. I like that.
While we’re driving back to D’s house he looks at me nervously.
“Um..What are you doing today?”
“Nothing. No plans,” I say.
“I have to go to the mall to buy another back for my earring. You wanna come?”
“Yeah..I like hanging out with you. But let me change first.”
We go back to D’s house and shower and get dressed. I’m wearing my gray hat with some regular jeans and flip flops, a regular orange tee and my jean jacket with the hole in the elbow. I’m also wearing my glasses. I feel so fly even though I’m not dressed up for real.
We hop into his car and go pick up one of his friends to drop him off. We never even make it to the mall because all day long we’re riding and visiting people. He takes me EVERYWHERE. We go have drinks at Friday’s. We even go for drinks at this other restaurant too. I can’t even remember half of the people that I met that day. Everyone is a blur of introductions.
I am so amazed to learn that, not only is Steve a DJ, he releases mixtapes around the topic of L-O-V-E. How amazing that our shows are about relationships and we’re both Dj’s. He even used to be a teacher. Nice. One of his other adorable assets is the fact that he is a graphic designer. ~sigh~ I so need a reliable designer and his shit is HOT! He can design webpages too. His website is off the chain really. He has all the skills that I NEED to learn, PLUS, he’s excellent at math. I swear, he appears to be my other half.
But the KILLER, KILLER characteristic that really made me go wow was…he always speaks so gently to me. At one point while we were walking back to his car he bent over and bit me on my arm hard. I was like. “Ow.” And he just said. “Sorry, I couldn’t resist.”
He’s the kind of man you can talk with forever about anything and he can actually keep up with you. I can tell by the way he talks about people that he’s a good person. He’s non judgemental just like me and that’s a breath of fresh air because lately I’ve been dealing with one of my friends and I am going to BURST if I don’t tell her that her negative ass comments are gonna be the death of our friendship. I’m trying not to do that…
But anyway…damn this post is long. LOL! But it’s my blog and I do what I want to.
So anyway…Dude is impressive to me. I am not impressed easily. He didnt even try to fuck. When I asked him to scoot closer to me while we were out drinking he was like, “We have plenty of time for that.” Wow.. Just like MY Steve said to me.
It made me wonder if he was another DL Dell..and I watched his mannerisms closely. I kinda thought I saw some “fabulous” in him but I’ll have to watch again when I get another chance. He’s really, really impressive with his conversation. I mean…he’s like 6’4″, tall and slim, nerdy with a nice smile and spirit. I’m not sure if we have chemistry physically but I do know that I like him and would like to see him again.
So…we’ve been talking on the phone since I got back. We decided to work on a project together. But already…it’s over. He told me TWICE that he would call me right back when we were on the phone and he never called back.
I take that as a sign of disrespect…
He was supposed to come see me tomorrow but oh well..
Yes, I am dissappointed because I felt so comfortable and uplifted when I was with him but look..if I got THAT close to meeting my STEVE, man…imagine what could happen next.