I met a girl

No... not in that way.... sorry to disappoint.

I firmly believe in the saying "People come into your life for a reason, a season or a lifetime."

I met Shannon at a friend's party a couple of months back, and we just clicked from the beginning. I'm certain alcohol played a big factor in allowing me to feel comfortable enough to go back to her place along with her gay male friend, but that's beside the point.

The following weekend, she invited me out to celebrate her friend's birthday, and from that point on, we hung out every single weekend.

The kicker here though is that she was moving to NYC in December, so I made sure to exploit every outing to the maximum. We went to bars, clubs, restaurants, even BINGO out of all places and had a blast each time. We stayed in, got drunk on cheap vodka, dressed up to go out and made memories captured on film for our 3-day Halloween weekend.

During this time, I didn't even even bother to do any dating- I simply wasn't interested in giving up my girl-time for a guy. Time was limited and critical.

And this was when I realized that I didn't need to have a guy in my life to make me happy; as long as I had a strong group of friends, I was happy with that, and was sure to have fun. She came into my life for a reason, and that was to get me out of my dark, depressed moments. I can honestly say that this season was by far the easiest and funnest I've had in a VERY LONG TIME. And even though she moved away, I feel like she will remain in my heart and memories a lifetime.

Nerds.

Happy Halloween!

So this Halloween season was a bit of a downer. I got sick a few days before and spent most of my time in bed. I had a terrible runny nose and was sneezing and coughing up a storm the entire time. Nonetheless, I managed to get dressed up with Sebastian and take my sisters trick-o-treating, and then went on to Midtown were a group of friends were already bar hopping.

It was terribly cold, and I was incredibly tired. We showed up at the bar probably around 10:30, met my friends and just mingled. It was packed. At one point we went to the bathroom and once we got back to our spot didn't see none of the people we were with. Was it safe to assume that we'd been ditched?

Around midnight, I began to feel drowsy and asked Sebastian if we could call it a night. Like the gentleman that he is, he agreed and we went back to my place. On the way back, he asked what time the Rocky Horror Picture Show was playing.

"Midnight" I said.

"Do you want to go?" he asked.

"Not really, I'm very tired. But if you want to go, we can go" I mentioned.

"No, it's okay."

The next day, we had a great late breakfast out on my patio. The sun was shining just right, and there was a cold fall breeze blowing through. We made a mess of my apartment and spent the rest of the afternoon just lounging around. Around 6 or so, we started cleaning up and  then went back to his place where he prepared Unagi Don- which is eel with rice. It was great.

At the end of the night, Sebastian said "This was the best Halloween I've ever had. I've never went all out to get dressed up. I had a lot of fun!"

Enjoy the pictures!

The psychic on the radio

I listen to Roula & Ryan on 104.1 KRBE, in Houston. In the spirit of Halloween, the radio station decided to bring in a "medium" to give two callers a free reading.

Now, ask me 5 years ago, and I would have been sold on the idea; I would have called in the hopes of finding an answer or a reason to my life. Who doesn't remember Miss Cleo and her free readings!

I only had time to listen to the first call, but it was enough to amuse me.

The first caller had unfortunately lost her brother 2 years ago to a suicide attempt, or success rather. I immediately felt compassion but also pity to hear her subjecting herself to a psychic. The caller wanted to know why her brother had let go and ended his life.

The medium quickly started her reading by stating "I'm getting a 'T' connection to your brother. This could be anything- the name Tim, Timmy or Tommy......?"

No asnwer from the caller.

The medium continued: "This suicide was premeditated. This wasn't his first attempt, and I get a sense that he was worried about surviving the attempt. He thought "what would happen if I survived this?"'

The caller must have felt the medium was full of it because she responded with "I don't understand. How could this be? The way he killed himself, there's no way he could have survived."

It was obvious here that the medium couldn't ask the caller how the brother had died, so the radio host tried to get the caller to shine some light as to how it had happened.

The medium continued by saying "He had a very personal problem, he couldn't talk about it to his best friend, his siblings or family. But he's in a good place now. He's doing fine."

She added "A lot of people feel that people who commit suicide go into a bad place, but as I've done these readings, it's not always true. There are a lot of cases where the spirit will be happy. "

"I'm also seeing mountains and water" the medium added.

At this point, I think the caller pitied her and said that her brother lived in Florida for a while and used to ride his motorcycle at the beach.

"Well then that's where the mountains are coming from!"  said the medium. (Does Florida even have cliffs by the beach??)

The caller finally admitted that her brother had put a gun to his temple and pulled the trigger, resulting in immediate death.

Which lead to strenghtening my opinion on fortune telling, tarot card readings and horoscopes. It's all a bunch of vague generalities that can apply to everyone.

So what did the medium know?

1. The suicide was premeditated.
• When was a suicide not premeditated??
2. The brother had a problem he couldn't talk to anyone about.
• Well duh. If he could have talked to someone, I'm tempted to say he wouldn't have committed suicide.
3. Fear of surviving the attempt.
• Isn't that a little vague? Plus, the caller told her afterwards that this was not possible as he had shot himself in the head. Therefore eliminating any possibilities for survival.

That and the "T" connection was never clarified.

My sister had a session about 2 years ago. The reader told her that she would soon be "expecting" and move in with a guy she was in an open relationship with at the time.

To date, she is still single and childless.

And today's Forecast....

I get Sebastian.
Actually, I don't.

Or maybe I do, and I'm trying to brave it out and be a tough girl.

So we've decided to spend Halloween together. I went online this past weekend while I was at his place and placed the order for his Beetlejuice outfit (he paid for it.)

I went home on Sunday to have dinner with my family and borrowed the black dress that has been used for costumes since 1997. I tried it on and it felt a little bigger than what I remembered it to be. I'll have to make some adjustments to it and use some lace to give it that creepy-emo effect. Sebastian won't be donning a wig. They looked horrible online and very crappy. I suggested he grow his hair out until then and spray paint it green and white.

Sebastian also spent most of Saturday afternoon slaving over a hot stove making his famous enchiladas. After he had finished boiling the chicken, he comes to show me the pot and says "See? Now we'll have chicken broth for this winter." I couldn't help but think "Wow, you expect us to still be 'together' then?" My best friend is convinced he is making progress. I still think he won't commit.

After the RHPS show on Saturday night, I found out the movie would be playing again on the 30th and 31st. Sebastian and I had originally agreed to go on the 31st, but my friends will most likely get together at a club that night, and I would rather do that than spend the entire night at the movies. I told him we could go on Friday night instead and he agreed. He also mentioned in passing that his friends would be throwing a party at their house, and that we could possibly go. I added that I wanted to take my sisters trick-o-treating, and asked him if he would accompany given that we would be wearing costumes. He said yes.

I just don't know what to think. I'm pretty sure we won't be spending the holidays together. My family still thinks we're together, but I know he wouldn't come over for family dinner because he feels uncomfortable. I understand the whole language barrier thing, but not having him there would raise questions from my parents. Questions of which I'm not sure how to answer.

I haven't given our birthdays much thought either. We are 2 weeks apart; his 27th, my 25th, and I'd like to do something nice for both of ours, but really don't know if it's my place to. He only has a couple of friends here in Houston. He only ventures out with me; but he's also a homebody like me. We still have each others' keys; he gave it back to me about a month after we broke up, and I gave him mine about 2 weeks after I moved into my new pad. I still expect him to call before he comes over; I don't expect him to drop by unnounced. I do the same thing with him. The only time I went out of the blue was when I was having doubts. I felt he was still too close to the ex-wife, and I would show up unexpectedly thinking I'd catch them together, or with someone else.

I admit I was very untrusting and looking for imperfections.