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Second date with Sweaty Palms+Mr Chelsea+Punker

As you’ve guessed by this point , this blog is not in chronological order. I just pick bits here and there from beermats/journals/napkins. Here is an account of my second date with he who shall be known as SweatyPalms and an introduction to Mr Chelsea and Punker.

Second date with SweatyPalms was enjoyable. Nice wine/food and mediocre conversation. He is so generous and loves having me link his arm. I looked positively sexy tonight. He bought tickets to see the top of Empire State. It was breathtaking. His nervous hands rubbed my neck often and it annoyed me. He kisses like he’s looking for something in my mouth and has not got the best dress-sense. Handsome face but a bit childish and pompous. Perhaps it has something to do with his age and line of work; does he feel desperate?Is that why he over-reacts? Not sure how I feel about him. If my instincts serve me right: it seems that every time he spends money on a date, he is under the impression he is getting closer to sleeping with me. I am going to (try) and pull out before it gets complicated.

Tonight I’m meeting Mr Chelsea, another man with an air of self-importance, but I can deal with it, he has more substance, and a wealth of life-experience to talk about. We went to see a movie and had a meal. Mr Chelsea likes to be showered with compliments because it cranks up his ego that extra level. He is an impressive man (in almost all areas:including phenomenal love-making!), for a 45 year old man I was taken aback. He is outstanding and I don’t think he needs to be reminded of that.We walked down the piers together and young stupid guys honked their horns at us. The air was chilled as we looked over at the lights of Jersey City.

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New York is the first place I have done the ‘multiple date’ thing. I soon realized that one can , at any one time, be ‘seeing’ several people.. For sophisticated, expensive, indulgent nights I have SweatyPalms, for fun and laughs I have Punker and booty-call, Mr Chelsea. These men know and understand what these ecounters are: casual and not exclusive. Is there really such a thing?Obviously, they are also dating other women, but we never talk about the ‘others’ when on dates. And in this town, it’s perfectly acceptable. Not what I’m used to, but I’m embracing the many encounters and the rush of excitement and freedom. The dating game is fun.

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How to get ahead in NYC – Bitchery and ‘Campaign against sobriety’ – She can kiss my rockabilly ass

Wednesday night I went for dinner with a gorgeous trombone player…he is a friend of another horn player. I went to an old synagogue in the Lower East Side to hear some music, it’s such an old historic venue. A band played there, and adapted Hebrew scripts to sort of punk rock/afro beat/funk styles. The musician line-up was unreal. The trumpeter from Arcade Fire played BASS sax>he was on Tom Waits last 3 records also….the drummer from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs played>I spoke to him afterwards, he’s a nice guy, thought he was a lot taller! Chico Mann, Jordan McClean from Antibalas(we saw them in Governer’s Island).It was an enlightening experience! It was in celebration of the Jewish New Year (Rosh Hashanah)… many shops are closed and the city seems to have sort of calmed down a little bit.

After the concert we all went to a dive bar called Johnson’s….it’s like someone’s living room from the 60s…it’s just one big room. There are couches there covered in plastic. They had a sign outside saying ‘campaign against sobriety’ with their drinks list. Had a great chat there too.

Sebastian is a strange creature. .I have seen him a few times and he’s been a bit ignorant to me. He has a new girlfriend now, her name is Donna, she’s a really nice girl, I hope she teaches him some damn manners. I left a bag with a blue wig I bought in that sit-down area in Times Square, I just thought it was cool for five bucks….I ran 4 blocks to expect it to be gone. It was there when I got there, he guy sweeping up the mess had hung it on the green iron chair(uncomfortable bloody things). Donna is  a good looking girl, she was hung-over when I was introduced to her, smoking a cigarette and makeup applied in a hurry (wearing cheap shades to hide the smudged mascara). I could see the state of her though; just a bad fucking day for her I’d say.

Having moved to NY I have learned the importance of  appearance, in a different way I mean. Working in that boutique in the East Village taught me invaluable marketing skills and some lessons in what I call ‘bitchery’, how to get ahead in the fashion world is by stomping all over those who make out to be your friends but really have no interest in YOU, you are merely there as a stepping stone for their success. Teams in stores, give managers a means of comparing constantly , the performance, image, attitude etc etc. It’s highly superficial in many ways, but I do love that charged atmosphere and get a real adrenaline rush when I close a good sale. It’s all about flattery; customers with more money and little taste love to be told lies, they thrive on it. We had them all; the fat , the skinny, the beautiful, the ugly, the successful, the depressed, the ambitious, the spoiled…..and we could dress them all, every single one of them, we would FIND something, and make it work! It’s amazing to read how much I learned in that short space of time in that industry. I will walk into that store next year 2009 and make a grand entrance. She can kiss my rockabilly ass and try to sell me overpriced dresses she stole from Urban Outfitters.  Seb is a real lightweight when it comes to drinking. One time we went to hear some jazz at Cleopatra’s Needle he had ONE apple martini and was singing all the way home with me, I felt like slightly embarrassed. Why drink at all in that case? He’s mad enough as it is, and judge mental!

Anyway that’s all my news…cab is $50 including tip, and I’ll get fed on the plane. I can’t afford a cab so I’m just going to have to get the subway all the way through Queens to JFK. I’m sure I can pick up gin and whiskey for you, any particular type? I want to get Blue Sapphire gin. I have to pick up a few things before leaving, I still want to buy my winter boots to live in 🙂 maybe pick up a few cheap presents..”””””””””””””””

“”””””””””I’m working away here in the **** Country Club – Yuppy Club in Mamaronek. Pain in the hole! they are such bastards, and the woman are old and saggy with boob jobs and giant lips. It’s freaky!

Anyway, I played in Central Park that time (31 Aug)…I played well, but the whole fucking thing was embarassing. It was like a school drama…the stage was decked out looking like tea room, with a smoke machine and tartan EVERYWHERE. This one guy played for over an hour himself…with a few dancers who were okay, I played for 15mins, during which the mic conked out…there was no-one at the sound desk, so I had to run back and forth and fix it myself. I got paid, that’s the main thing 🙂 and went for a lovely Burmese meal on 72nd and 2nd Av..really cheap and yummy!

29/5/08 – DrinkyDrinky, Into the Sea,Rubbish Sex.

I am frigging wrecked after last night. Finished work around 7pm after terrace and dining room service for 300 firemen (it was Memorial Day). A few of us went to Reilly’s Bar where we proceeded to get very very drunk.. we bought more drinks in the store and went to drink on the beach. One thing lead to another and we ended up running into the ocean with our bra and knickers on..among other activities. I kind of fucked a chef in the shower rooms, but we were too drunk to get anything successfully ‘up’ or ‘in’ or actually make it happen. I don’t know why, it was random, he isn’t event attractive, he’s an angry, talented, passionate, troubled, chef with more baggage than he can handle! Riona successfully nailed Miguel, also in the shower rooms. It’s such a coming-of-age teenage movie scene, it’s not funny! I went to sleep around 7am, and woke at 12. I could have slept longer, but I was determined not to waste a single day, or opportunity to do something interesting. My muscles hurt all over, I’ve got random brusies that are going to show and a splitting headache/red eyes. I must have water/coffee/breakfast stat! Will write tomorrow deleriously happy now.X