Knew before going to beer bash that Guitar Player A (A, for short) would be in attendance. For this reason (and repressed, subconscious desire to make Js head spin with Oh-My-God, I-Let-Her-Go regret), made every effort to look stunning. Ride showed up twenty minutes early, so ended up being stunning once-removed, but was good enough.
Beer bash was, to great dismay, too crowded to find A and friends. Had long girl talk with girlfriends of J's roommates and was finally settling into idea of flirtless evening when saw J off at a distance talking to A. Made Mona-Lisa like eye contact with A and was waved over. Bingo. Was told I looked "smoking." Brilliant! Stood for next half hour with A's arm 'round waist, laughing and flirting. Lord, am quite charming at times. J made several blatant attempts to redirect conversation or lure attention to himself, but was being quite persnickety and was having none of it. Was useless flirting as A is not only J's guitar player but v. close friend and coworker. Still, felt good and necessary. Has lovely blue eyes and brightest white smile have seen in long time and was v. worth all primping efforts.
J has been ignoring e-mail attempts all day. Wonder if am on black list. Sigh. Oh well.
Thought was going to be fired this morning, too. Received "be in my office first thing Monday morning" e-mail over weekend and nearly had heart attack. Turns out, did not get huge deal was working on. But instead of being fired, got pep talk about not being discouraged. Discouraged? Forget discouraged... try TRAUMATIZED. Will make note to self to avoid reading work e-mail over weekend.