I haven´t told you about friday night yet!

Oh, I just invited Ewan to dinner. Ewan is a kind of on-and-off friend. Sometimes he just disappears, sometimes he calls and talk for hours... He´s a nice guy, who once cried in a motel.

Contextualization moment: I met Ewan many years ago, when I was a med student, before his stomach clamping, he´s a workaholic medical doctor, and a fun guy to be around, when he is around and not freaking out about some major life changing decisions that he always seem to be hanging on

Double contextualization moment: Ewan fell in love with my best friend, Wesley, and they were both bottoms exclusively, so they cried in a motel

Triple contextualization moment: Wesley was a great, great friend, for about three years, me, him and Phil did so many things together, but when we divorced, he actually disappeared and made lame excuses when we tried to plan something... The weird thing is that he disappeared on John as well, and they were really close to each other, they went to the university together.

Back to reality: It´s nice going out with him, because he´s one of those guys that knows all the hip places, and everyone inside it. And we had a great time, up until I almost died when a gorgeous blond guy walked into the place and he (almost drunk with whine by then) actually shouted: "this one thinks he´s a Brad Pitt". Even that was kind of funny, though, even if I felt a little mortified, for (a) the guy was actually gorgeous, (b), no one else seemed to be drunk, (c) there were many other gorgeous and hip single guys there, and (c) everybody heard that. Well, at least everyone noticed us for a while...