Tuesday 3/20, After work I continued packing and getting ready for the evening which included rounding up all Jacques' stuff and cleaning out his litter box since I wouldn't have a chance later in the evening or before leaving in the morning. I tried to put J in his carrier and he ended up getting loose and scratching me on the stomach then running up to my room and hiding under the bed. I left him up there for a few minutes then started making noise in the kitchen, like opening and closing cupboards and sure enough, he came a runnin. I gained his trust by not grabbing him right away but instead ignoring him and going into the living room where he conveniently laid on the floor. I was then able to scoop him up again and this time he resigned to his fate and went into his crate and we were off to Auntie Susan's house. When I got there I stripped my shirt off cause that's how I roll and we watched J check out his holiday residence and continually shook our heads in disbelief as he scaled her kitchen cabinets. I was so nervous because I was supposed to meet up with Trevor after his show and I totally had butterflies in my stomach and Susan was suggesting I sleep with him, but I reassured her that the most that would happen would be a little over the shirt action. Ha, if that. Soon I took off and got a hold of Trevor who suggested, among other things, just meeting at his house so I called Susan to verify where I was going and headed down Madison toward L. Washington. He goes "I'll leave the gate open and you'll see my Mercedes out front" and when I told Susan that we joked that his next statement should have been "Just follow the path of diamonds to the front door" because the whole thing sounded so upscale. I found what I thought was his place, but it turns out I didn't go far enough and was standing in the middle of the street on the wrong block. I drove down a bit farther and knew I'd found it when I saw Trevor standing next to his car. He was on the phone with his brother but still gave me a nice hug. We start walking up to this crazy house and I'm like, ok Billy was right, I guess he's got some cash, then he led me down some stairs and it turns out he lives in the apartment downstairs which is very cute and surprisingly spacious. We sat on the couch and talked for an hour maybe about family, creative outlets, games, and our hippie parents. He said he was hungry and hadn't had dinner yet and if I would mind accompanying him to a bar for food, I didn't, so off we went. We went down to Bluwater Bistro and sat at the bar where I met his friend Sean who works at Gene Juarez and has crazy curly blonde hair and was a little handsy. Not that I minded...so he ordered a burger with aioli on the side but when it came there was no aioli and it looked like he wasn't going to get it so he forged ahead without. After he was done the guy brought the aioli out and Trevor suggested I try it, so I did and it was delicious! Anyway, we talked about traveling, flying on private jets and timeshares among other topics and it was just great to have that connection with someone where there’s no lull in the conversation and you feel like this person genuinely cares about what you have to say and getting to know you better as a person. At one point this older gentleman on my right piped in about his timeshare and had quite a bit of knowledge about all of it. Trevor went to the bathroom and touched my shoulder or something on his way there and it made my stomach flip. Oooh. On our way out we talked about the behavior gay guys can get away with and about my gay bfs and he was asking questions about all of them, and I think he especially enjoyed the story about how Neighbours Kyle likes to bite and grab my crotch. Then I told him about my myspace secret and he was afraid he'd been implicated but I told him he wasn't, though I don't know if he believed me. We parked in front of his place and started to walk to the door but he asked me what I thought and since it was 12:15 I thought it was probably a good time to head home so we hugged then just looked at each other and he goes "I think we need to smooch" so I let out an enthusiastic "Okay!" so we did and it was good. You never know if you'll get a good kisser or not and Trevor passed the test. So, then he's like "That was surprisingly easy...except I probably shouldn't have said 'smooch'" or something like that which made me laugh. He apologized for tasting like burger and I said I couldn't taste anything and he commented that I tasted fruity and I said "I taste like aioli!" so it was all good. Dog. We stood out there for a while kissing and talking, then he called me petite and I didn't know what to do, I didn't want to laugh but also don't want him thinking I think I'm petite, so I told him I know I'm a big girl but thanks. He eventually put his arm through mine to walk me to my car then slid his hand down my arm and held my hand. I almost died because it was so cute, and clearly he's ok with that kind of thing. I mean, Eric and I dated for, what, three months, and I think we held hands once and it was totally awkward. Hmm. We ended up kissing a bit more by my car then talking about going to the casino when Jess gets home and about exes and sex then I got in my car and drove home. Checked myspace when I got there and he'd left me a funny comment. It took me forever to fall asleep and then I had a dream Trevor had a party and Sinbad was there. The comedian not the pirate.

Monday 3/19, Jacques was being fine after work but I’m being super cautious around him and not petting him too much in order to avoid over-stimulation. I didn’t do much at home and ended up mostly packing and watching I love NY and getting mad when she kicked Real off. Boo! You deserve Tango, New York! I coordinated with Susan to bring Jacques over the next day and also did some planning with Eliso for San Diego and how that is going to work. I’m really excited to see her and since we’ve been in daily contact I think it’s going to be really good when we get together. I went to bed fairly early I think.

Sunday 3/18, I woke up pretty early and ate some breakfast then went for a walk and cleaned a bit when I got back. I showered and ate some lunch then realized I needed to get my ass in gear because it was getting late and I hadn’t even dried my hair. Surprisingly I managed to get ready in about 15 minutes and hit the road to Mom’s house. We took off for downtown to go to Trevor’s show, parked and went in. Our seats weren’t as good as the seats Billy and I had earlier this week but we were still in the main section so that was good. Mom really liked it but as soon as it was over she took off for the lobby and was headed toward the door and when I finally caught up with her I suggested sticking around for a minute to see if Trevor would come out to say hi but Mom wasn’t interested and kept going so I just laughed and followed her. I headed home where I started falling asleep until Eliso called and we talked about plans for the week and other boy stuff which was fun…I miss her so much. I went to go update my blog quickly before going over to Mom’s when my phone rings and who does it read? Trevor. Augh! So we talk for a little bit about his show and whatnot then make plans to hang out on Tuesday after his show. I went over to Mom’s and talked to Dad and Mom on the way over then talked to Susan about Mom salting my game with Trevor and ended up out on the deck laughing hysterically. Mom, Dad and me talked about the show and Trevor until Grandma and Grandpa arrived then we all sat down to have dinner. After dinner we talked then I left and watched some tv then Jacques bit me and I swung a pillow at him and locked him out of my room. I talked to Susan a while about my dilemma and we’re going to see how he does at her place and see if this is a bigger problem or if it’s just me not reading his moods / signals. I read a bit then went to bed.