It's no bed of roses, it ain't no crown of thorns...

It has been a crazy 72 hours in my mixed up, crazy kind of world...

In my previous entry I made mention I was going to a discussion panel for the t.v. show "Community" with my old college buddy Mike. After an entire night of nerding out to one of our favorite t.v. shows and pretty much all things pop culture, I decided I really liked him and couldn't wait to spend another evening talking our heads off. I made sure to kiss him on the cheek when we said goodbye, which I'm sure he was not expecting. :)

Mike was faster on the draw than I was. He sent me a text soon after asking if I wanted to go see "Paul" with him. I happily said YES!

My plans to go to the movies with Mike fell through because of a torrential rain storm that hit Los Angeles. I'll be honest, I was kind of glad he didn't want me driving in the dark, cold rain in a part of L.A. I hardly ever go to. We made mention that we'd try to reschedule.

We caught up on FB chat a couple of weeks later and after a very rousing conversation about comics and their film adaptations, I asked him when we'd finally get to go out together again. Mike quickly responded with an offer to go see a midnight showing of Pulp Fiction at the Beverly Cinema. I hesitated a bit since Quentin Tarantino is not one of my favorite directors and I had NO IDEA where the Beverly Cinema even was. But I sucked it up and decided to just grow up and go with it. So I agreed, not even really sure if this was even a "date" or just two friends getting together.

The entire night was just clicking with chemistry. We have the best conversations and I was so happy when he stopped in mid-sentence to tell me that I "just get it." I don't think I've ever enjoyed Pulp Fiction as much as I did that night. Even though I'm not a Tarantino fan, you can't argue with a classic like Pulp Fiction.

After the movie was over we sat in his car and just talked some more. Yeah, we can't shut up...hahah...good thing? Anyway, before I said goodbye I asked if he had a girlfriend to which he said no. I was glad to hear it but he asked me why I even asked. I had no reason for him that didn't make me sound crazy, so I just said I wanted to make sure things were not weird or anything. I don't think that helped at all, by the way. Ughh. But before I could begin to put out the awkward fire I had started, he asked if I wanted to go out for dinner this coming week. I readily agreed and he said I should find a restaurant near my work. (squeal) I was on cloud 9 the entire way home. I almost couldn't fall asleep, I was that wired on happiness.

The next day I joined up with Dan on another one of our weird "friend" dates that we do. He got us a pair of tickets to the Kings vs. Stars hockey game. We had a great time and it was awesome seeing the Kings get another step closer to the playoffs but I could sense Dan was a little off. A couple of times he seemed upset at me. During the game he asked why I didn't invite him to go to the comedy show that I was preparing to attend that night with my gal pals or why I went to a midnight screening of Pulp Fiction, a movie from a director he loves and which he knows I don't. I told him that it's because we're really not dating, so why include him more in my life than is appropriate. As for the Pulp Fiction thing, I told him I'm trying out new things with new people...I didn't mention it had been a date with a guy. I countered later on (half serious/half joking) that if he wanted to be included in more fun activities with my friends, he should just be my boyfriend again. All he could do was laugh. Ugh. Whatever.

After the game I dropped off Dan at his guitar lesson in Studio City and took off to the Gibson Amphitheater to meet up with my friends for the comedy show. I got there super early, so I texted with Mike for a bit then hit up the shops for some cute accessories and much needed retail therapy. I got a super cute skull and cross bones necklace from Hot Topic, which I immediately put on. Paired with my sexy LA Kings low-cut top, jeans and Ray Ban sunglasses, I was feeling like a hot mama. I know I made at least one street vendor drop his jaw.

This much needed sexy make-over came in handy. After the comedy show we ran into none other than Jeff and Shawn, along with Jeff's brother Kenny and his wife Tara. Well, well, well....this quickly turned fun as both Sandy and I were a little more than miffed both boys had resoundingly ignored us for the past two months. Sandy should have been even more angry than me since Jeff had blown her off at a friends barbecue we had attended earlier this month, acting like he didn't even know who she was. I was ready to make Shawn squirm when Tara suggested we go get drinks. I was going to enjoy myself. :)

Shawn was his usual dopey good-guy self, flirting with me and admiring my cleavage-inducing Kings top. He sat next to me at the table and we chatted. I poked fun at him, made him the butt of a few jokes and flirted with him until he was red in the face. Okay, so I wasn't exactly torturing the boy...but I enjoyed making him sweat when I corned him at the end of the night and asked point blank when he was going to man up and ask me out on a real date. I wasn't interested in knowing WHY he never called, I knew why: because he's a cowardly twerp. He had no answer of course, just kind of stammered a half-witted response that I couldn't hear since he speaks at just barely above a whisper. I shot him an evil grin and said it was all on him now. He blushed and asked if that was so, to which I replied I had already upheld my end of the bargain by making myself available. Your move, douche bag.

We all awkwardly said goodbye at the end of the night and I hugged Shawn for just a little too long. I blame the White Russians pumping through my veins. I told him to call me and kicked him playfully to accentuate my point. He smiled and said "Go Kings." I think that means I should never expect to hear from him again....and you know what, that's fine with me!

So while this whole attempt at water-boarding Shawn with my sex appeal was going on, I was flirting with Edgar via text. I started off by sending him a picture of Bill Burr, a comedian he loves and that I got to see at the comedy show.

Me: Don't hate me too much.
Edgar: Haha I do.
Me: Once your finals or whatever are done...come see me. I miss you. My throat misses you too.
Edgar: Maybe before finals :)
Edgar: I would have to admit I missed you too.
Me: Awwww...sweet of you to say. Well, you know how to reach me. Just throw out the bat signal and I'm yours.
Edgar: Hmmm you're mine. I look forward to having you all to myself.
Me: Oh you smooth talking soon-to-be lawyer. I have no case against you. I would love to let you have me all to yourself. I have no defense.

Juggling four guys at a time, eh? Sometimes I amaze myself.

But on the real, I like Mike the best. I have a crush on his personality and enjoy being around him. Let's see if dinner this week pans out and what happens between us. I am ready to tell him that I don't really need another friend. I need a man that can keep up with me.