Tuesday, Sept. 28, 2004 - 2:33 a.m.
I'm just arrived home from karaoke.
After working my weekly full day, 12-hour shift, my friend Jason called and told me that some folks I knew were going to karaoke. Among them was one that will be moving back to Miami on Friday, so I acted against my first mood and instinct and went.
And I'm glad I did. Because it seems that quite often when I ignore my desire to just go home and be hermit-like I end up having fun.
So, I can't tell if it's the people that are influencing, and changing my mood. Or if something's just putting me in a reclusive mood lately that I need broken.
Anyway, it ended up being me and Jason, Deirdre, Alex, and Chris and Sarah. All people I like quite a lot, several I wish to know or wish I knew better. Me and Sarah sang Salt 'n Pepa's "shoop." Among many others, Chris and Alex sang Electric Six's "high voltage" (a fantastic song that Chris turned me on to months ago, along with "gay bar").
And it was also really nice because it made me realize that in my relationship with Jairo, we're not always together. And that's fine. There are times when I do things with my friends and times when he does things with his friends, and we don't necessarily invite the other.
This is different than my other serious relationship. We did everything together. We shared all the same friends.
It feels healthy. It feels good to know that we have stuff outside of each other. And even though I want him around, especially when I'm having fun, I can have fun without him. And I like that he takes time away from me to keep up with his friends.
Even if his friends are never going to drag him to karaoke.
It's a strange thing, karaoke. It seems to have three main people that show up: those who can sing and need an outlet, those who think they can sing well, and those who are there to make a fool of themselves.
It is one of the only passtimes I can think of where people voluntarily embarras themselves.
