Kissing Kamal

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I could see the spires of the Mormon Temple rising above the tree line as we biked back towards the beginning of Beach Drive in Rock Creek Park.  Matt was a bike length or two behind me on his Bianchi.  We took turns taking lead but never really drafted off each other; which also meant that we weren’t really working together.

The bike ride was going pretty much like the telephone call Matt and I had after Jarrod told me about his conversation with Matt.  It was a little awkward, mostly filled with silence and long pauses, and the conversation that we did have was technical or logistical in nature.

When I called Matt, I didn’t want to launch into anything about how or why he abruptly ended our relationship.  If there was something he truly had to say, I wanted to give him as much breathing room as he needed to feel comfortable saying it.

In all honesty, I wanted him to say that he was sorry and yes, I wanted to hear the words “maybe we can give it another try” roll off of his beautiful lips.  Carrie, Samantha, Miranda and Char were helping me slowly get over Matt, but Jarrod’s new information that Matt was having regrets put a halt to all of that.  I was in that murky place of limbo where you want to get over the person but still want to be open to them wanting to come back. Read more…

This flamingo shouldn't have crossed the road.

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“Kamal, I was chatting with Matt earlier today on gmail … I think he regrets what he said to you on New Year’s and might have a change of heart.”  Jarrod repeated the words he said to me earlier, but this time in person over lunch at Domku.

“Okay, wait.  This is totally throwing me for a loop.  Why were you guys chatting on gmail to begin with?”

“Well Matt seemed like a nice guy the times I got to hang out with him and we’ve just been chatting with each other whenever we’re both online.”

“Okay, so did he IM you or did you IM him?” Read more…

"She wants to lead, The Glamorous Life" | Shelia E.

I’ve been listening to The Glamorous Life by Shelia E. lately and planned on posting it as Dating Soundtrack when I realized that the song has deeper meaning and deserves some discussion.

I love DC because everyone here is in pursuit of a dream. Whether it’s getting the most out of school, doing well in a chosen career, or excelling in a sport or social group, DC peeps are a motivated bunch with “big thoughts and big dreams and a big brown Mercedes sedan.”

But in all the work and social activities that DCers take on, is enough time being given for love and romance? Read more…

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Clay and I met at the parking lot off Beach Drive for a long bike ride. Our goal was to do 30 miles on that bright, crisp Sunday while we caught up with each other’s lives.

“Kamal, sorry I couldn’t make it up to NYC with you guys for New Years. My stripper in Vegas invited me out so I decided to hang with him.”

“Clay! You have a stripper friend in Vegas?”

“Yeah, I have one there and some in other places. I don’t know though. My resolution for the New Year is to decrease my dick print and possibly settle down this year. So tell me again, what happened between you and this Matt guy? I remember you mentioning him early on but that’s all I know.”

“In a nutshell, Mr. Wonderful became Dr. Horrible in the course of 24 hours. Read more…

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“Last night with you was great, and I gotta say … I think I’m developing feelings for you.”  I laid my head back on Matt’s chest.

Matt continued to lie next to me as he opened his mouth and said, “Kamal I think you should know that I don’t really see us being a long term thing.”

“What?” I said; trying now to come fully out of slumber.

“Actually, I don’t think we ever had the potential to be anything long term.”

“What?!”  My body was now turned sideways and I looked at Matt trying to comprehend what he was saying.  I realized what would inevitably be said from this point forward wouldn’t be good for my heart. Read more…

Bike Love | Moritz Resl via Flickr

I started writing this post last week and got a little sidetracked.  Not just with work (which is hella busy right now) but also with the whole concept of Valentine’s Day.

While I’m all for expressions of love, I’m not a big fan of buying tons of over-priced crap just to show a person that you care for them one day of the year.  If you disagree, then flame me in the comments while I buy my chocolates tomorrow at 70% off.

Also, I thought it would be a little too ironic if I went over the moon with a VD extravaganza considering that somewhere else on this blog I’m about to possibly get dumped on New Year’s (read here if you’re behind).

So yeah, to quote the King, I’m all shook up.  But then a funny thing happened: I logged onto Facebook and saw the expressions of love that everyone had for everyone else.  Frankly, it made me all gooey inside and very appreciative of the love that exists around me.  And with that, I found my V-Day spirit. Read more…

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Trying to find an empty cab on New Year’s Eve was proving impossible so Jarrod, Tyler, Matt and I ended up walking to the restaurant to meet Mischa and his friends.  We were well on our way to tipsy and Jarrod and Matt were being completely animated and acting like goofballs.  Tyler and I walked behind them; exchanging conspiratorial glances with each other that said, “Are we really dating these guys?”

We finally reached our restaurant destination, Balthazar, and the line to get in was ridiculous.  “Is this a restaurant or a club?” Tyler asked.  We all looked at each other wondering if we were going to get in before midnight when Jarrod received a text from Mischa directing us to a side entrance. Read more…

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“New York’s Penn Station in 20 minutes.  Penn Station.”  Matt and I enjoyed our leisurely train ride into The Big Apple and were about to embark on our NYC New Year’s Eve adventure.  We came up the day before NYE to explore the city and have some alone time before Jarrod and Tyler arrived.

The train pulled into Penn Station and we cabbed it downtown to our hotel; a cute little boutique that was suggested by a friend of a friend.  The hotel room itself was amazing: a double suite encompassing a shared living room, dining room and kitchen area with two bedrooms at opposite ends.

“What a great suite” said Matt.

“Yeah it is.  If the room is any indication then I’m sure we’re going to have a blast ringing in the New Year.”

“Ring-a-ding Ding.”  Matt pulled me close for a long passionate kiss. Read more…

Do you think he's single?

In the spirit of the Holidays I give you my following dating observations.  If you fall into one of the categories below, please yell “Judy Garland!”

The Presentation of the Boyfriend.  You’ve worked hard at dating one guy for the majority of the year and he popped the question before Thanksgiving: you’re officially boyfriends.  There’s a certain glee that comes in having an honest to goodness boyfriend for the holidays.  And no, I’m not talking about someone to cuddle with in front of the fire.  I mean having an actual man on your arm for parties that you can parade in front of those catty queens who made some snarky comment about you being single last year.  Just make sure that your new boyfriend doesn’t need a short leash, and that those catty queens know you have no problem cutting a bitch. Read more…