AJRMAN
Back In The Game
It has been two months since the "Party". What a bunch of babies. So I made a little mistake. So the police came and handcuffed some tenants. Ho Hum. I do miss that apartment though. Now I live in Van Nuys. I'm living with my boyfriend. Who would've have guessed? Javier has been a really good boyfriend. He's really made me feel comfortable in his house, or how he prefers to call it, "Our" house. Our house. Seems weird. Deep down I know it's his.
Well, here is some good news. The Cancer I had in my throat has now gone into remission. Which is a great feeling. I'm almost cured! I feel like having a cigarette! Celebrate a little. Sad to say I'm not joking. I still smoke. I know, I know. That's probably how I got the cancer in the first place. But, damn, I just like to frickin' smoke. Is that so wrong?
I've gone back to work. Same restaurant, different location. I work with another gay Manager. Which should have been fun. But this guy is very spiritual, VERY spiritual, which basically equals annoying. When I told him I had cancer, he went on and on about God, and Blah, blah, blah. Javier of course loved the guy, when he met him. Damn Javier. Too nice for MY own good.
It's nice to be back at work. To be productive. To be responsible. The Summer is looking to be a fine one. Too bad, I'm wrong about that.....................