Open House

Okay, so back to my numbered men. The arts organization where I volunteer on an advisory board had an open house on Saturday night. It was a really great event, with more people in attendance than I've ever seen there before. They had multiple performances scheduled, including avant-garde orchestral music in various ensembles, a circus-style sideshow act, a improv dancer who performed to live music while a painter simultaneously painted to fit the mood of the music and dancing. Neat. The artists' studios were also all open to the public, and there was a great exhibit in the art gallery. All in all, a pretty big success.

Another nice part was that my friend, Guy #3, attended the event (unlike any of the other friends that I invited -- boo to you!). We ended up hanging out and had a good time. I'm still not clear on whether he is gay or not, but perhaps we have surpassed the issue? He does stand rather close in some cases and taps my arm while we're talking sometimes, but he also just gives off a rather strong gay vibe that I can't quite shake. Hm. Oh well.

The only problem of it is that after he left, I ran into my ex -- Guy #1 (who I did not invite) -- and we ended up hanging out and going out for drinks after the open house was over. I felt compelled to lie about this fact when Guy #3 asked about what I did later that night. Not sure why.

When I dated Guy #1 last fall, things were pretty steamy for a while, but the real connection was never really there. I think that is why we finally broke up -- we just got bored of each other after a while because there was no connection.. but I still do think of him often since things were so steamy.. and because he should have been perfect for me. Really. He was the first guy I ever dated that really enjoyed going to the art galleries with me. In fact, it was often his own suggestion. He is good natured, relaxed, cute, artsy.. he's tall enough that I can wear heals and he's still taller.. For some reason though, the conversation just never really sparked. Weird how that just happens with some people. Anyway, on Saturday night, we had a few drinks, talked for a while, and nothing happened.. but he did confirm that we would see each other at another event that is coming up. It is an annual event; the event where we met last summer. Hm.