Halloween in Big D

Howdy from big D (little everything else, as I like to say.) We left yesterday around 2:45, got here about 7:45 - the traffic through Conroe was TERRIBLE - it took us nearly two hours to get from my place in midtown to Six Coves road (where I always expect the freeway to open up.)

I spent the entire FUCKING trip up on the phone working on this blow-y up-y mortgage loan I was trying to get closed. Tragedy, fire, flood, famine and pestilence. Nick and Curt (my friend with whom I came up here) sat up front, playing hip-hop music on Curt's car stereo (which is, I suppose, acceptable, but under my standards much like a transistor radio.) By the time we got to Huntsville, I was ready to kill someone or something. Nick then plugged in some classic disco, and by Madisonville, I was better, but the constant stream of incoming phone calls about this last minute closing just about derailed my happy white ass.

We got up here, and I was frazzled. Larry had dinner waiting, and my friend Gary was here unexpectedly, so that was really nice. Nick, once arriving, had a totally shitty text message from his "ex-" in Columbus that nuked his attitude. Of course, said shitty text message was produced by Nick's spending an hour yesterday going into all of his mail, IM, and web accounts and changing his passwords so that the bastard couldn't log in and play on the net AS Nick and spy on him.

About 10:30, we went out (the obligatory Dallas bar crawl) I hopped into Gary's car, and let Larry, Nick and Curt travel together. Nick spent the next three hours on the phone with the jackass, varying between elation and depression. Around 1:30, I sent Nick a text message "you realize that you're not on a trip with me. You're on a trip to Dallas with Carlos."

So, Nick comes into the bar and wants to tell me that he's sorry, but I need to understand that he has to have these conversations, blah, blah. I replied "you just need to go back up there and deal with him. You're not ready for anything else, new jobs, new friends, new experiences. All you're willing to do is have this drama with him."

On the way home, Nick was VERY unhappy, and text messages me that I've made him feel very badly, and that he won't be spending the night with me. Whatever, Mary Francis.

We got back here to the house, and he and I talked for about an hour - and I think I got him to see that this (hispanic) ex- never dumped him and never tried to break up - that this was a manipulation technique to make Nick prove that he (Nick) loves him. Once he saw that it was just manipulation - he was PISSED. We talked about a lot of good things about he and I.

And, he keeps saying "friend" when he talks about us, so I need to just back off any notions I have. If anything comes of this, it's going to be a LONG term project.

He did, last night, look me right in the eye and tell me he loves me - complete with breaking voice. He's a smart cookie.

And he wants to come back within a week. He's talking about selling his cars, and a car here in Houston that he's found that he wants very badly. He's talking about finding a JOB job, and how much he likes Houston.

And, I like him a LOT as a companion. I really like it that he wants to talk to me, and wants me as a confidant. I can say that his presence in my life makes me want to lose weight, and look better for myself.

Had a great time talking to Gary yesterday and last night.

Going today to Fort Worth, and we're going to stop by a VW dealer that has a beautiful VW Phaeton that's offered for sale on eBay.