Thanksgiving Weekend

Had a great Thanksgiving weekend and am sad that it is over. Wednesday was a calm afternoon followed by a night out at a bar. I had a good time, except for this ugly guy that groped me. I grabbed his arm, shoved him and told him to never grope me again. He stared back blankly, almost innocently, while a friend came to his defense. I yelled at him to never do that again, let him go and walked away. I just don't get people like that.

On Thursday, I ran out the door (at 1pm) to get some dessert for the dinner my friend C.K., his boyfriend S.J. and their friend E.S. were having and had kindly invited me to. I brought along a bottle of champagne and a bottle of white wine for our dinner.

The dinner was a feast. A festival of carbohydrates most pleasing to the palate. We followed our dinner with desserts and then ran to the movies to see Casino Royale. I wasn't terribly impressed by the movie as a whole, but did enjoy Mr. Craig. Now there's a walking orgasm.

Friday was a mellow morning. I went to my rescheduled therapy session, then shopping for C.K.'s birthday present (a pair of gloves from Paul Smith he had admired and told us about) and then headed to the gym to work off those carbs. I had a great workout, the type you walk away from the gym slightly fatigued, but relaxed. That afternoon I met a guy from Match. We had a nice conversation, but the fact that he lives with his mother was a slight turn off.

Friday night was dinner with M.I., a person I had not seen in a couple of months. We had a good time, but he made some slightly off color remarks that seemed to indicate some ulterior motive ("wow, I can see your package", for example). We ended up going out to a bar near where I live and then I headed home.

Saturday was yet another gym day. This time I went with an acquaintance of mine, a therapist that assisted me on one of my pro bono cases (which we won!). We have become acquainted recently and headed to a good workout together, followed by brunch at Sascha in the Meat Packing District. After that, I headed home to walk my dog, take a nap, and get ready for my friend K.C.'s birthday dinner at Tabla. The dinner was a lot of fun, and some of his other friends were there, including a recently-coupled annoying couple; the type that has been in a relationship for a couple of months and says things such as "I can't believe you are single, it's so difficult". Two months and they have already forgotten. Ugh.

After dinner, I invited them to my place for drinks and invited a friend to join. After that, we went out to a bar again. It was fun, there were a lot of people and, incredibly, many that I recognized from profiles on Friendster and Match. Of course this time, I had the wherewithal to not walk up to these individuals and say "Hi, I saw your profile on...". It freaks people out if you do that (and I don't understand why). I have a good memory and they put their photos on the internet. Do they expect anonymity?

Sunday I just relaxed, met another guy from Friendster and Match. Seemed a little too antsy for my taste.

After that, I headed to Hell's Kitchen to see a show and then dinner with an attorney I have bumped into on several occasions at legal events. We had a good time and dinner at Haru was scrumptious. Perfect light fare for a week of heavy eating. We said our goodbyes, and I went home to watch Desperate Housewives.

It was quite a busy weekend, but I felt occupied. And that was a nice feeling.

A.B.