Welcome Back...

I know, I know. Bad Julian!

I wish I had a good reason as to why I haven't been updating the blog lately. Truth is, I don't. But between the holidays, Simone and I breaking up and even more projects at work, I've been a bit of a bore lately.

The latest snowstorm took care of that. Manhattan is awash in the stuff, and the trek I made to Central Park was well worth it. Th entire area was covered in white, fluffy flakes -- from the park itself to the rooftops of all the surrounding building. When the sun peeked through the clouds at dusk and cast its orange shadows over the land, I thought I'd died and gone to heaven.

So, what of my personal life? Several girls at work offered to fix me up with single friends of theirs upon hearing that I'd broken up with my significant other. Not quite sure if that violates any company policy, but even if it didn't, I turned down the offers for now. For the first time in awhile I'm enjoying being single again.

Noah and I have been spending more time together -- platonically speaking, of course. Oddly enough the fact that he went down on me in the midst of the threesome hasn't compromised our ability to be friends. Perhaps men are just better at compartmentalizing things like that.

I haven't heard from Simone since Christmas day, when she sent me a text wishing me a happy one. I replied, and we left it at that. Of course she still reads this blog and knows my true identity -- but I'm not concerned about her "outing" me. She's too good for that. Not to mention, she was an escort herself, after all.

If there's anything I hope to accomplish in 2011, it's to continue growing professionally, and that unfortunately means less time to update this blog and goof around on my Twitter feed. Still, rest assured that I love you all. Every last person who's read this blog and emailed or Tweeted me.

I'll try to be better with updates. And should I accept any offers for a blind date, I'll be sure to write all about it here.

Cheers!

Back to Work

It's almost 5 p.m. on Sunday, January 2, 2011. I arrived back in New York City earlier this afternoon, and I'm currently in my apartment, going through my work emails and putting together an action plan for my first day back at the office tomorrow.

I'll be forever grateful for my boss, who decided to give us, her staff, a one-week vacation in addition to the two weeks we're given as part of our benefits package. I needed this break, I really did. Especially since Simone and I ended up parting ways.

It's not bad, really. Like I mentioned before, we'd been growing apart for some time now. With my work in advertising/PR taking up an increasing amount of my time, we didn't get together as often as before. My boss is pleased with my work, and as such, has increased my role at the firm, as well as my responsibilities.

Simone is still working as a dominatrix, and is doing well. On the train ride from my hometown back to NYC, I couldn't help but think that perhaps sex workers and those on the "outside" just aren't meant to be together. Sad, but true.

Oh, but there have been good times to share recently. Both Adam and Bailey were in New York City over Thanksgiving, and I was so, so glad to see them. We went out, drank, and stumbled our way into a cab like a couple of college kids. To this day I look back fondly on my time in Miami -- and having them here only solidified my view that Miami represents some of the best times in my life.

But I'm a big boy now, making my way up the corporate ladder in the most competitive market in the United States. So far, I like it -- but that could change. Maybe one day I'll return to the Miami, the Magic City, or perhaps even Chicago or San Francisco or Los Angeles.

The New Year is all about possibilities, after all. And after years of whining and pining over the life I thought I deserved, I find myself stunned, for I'm living the very life I wanted to have for so very, very long.

So stay tuned, dear readers. I realize this blog isn't as exciting as it used to be. how can working in an office compete with having sex with strangers for money several times a week?

Still, I'll keep writing. And I hope that you'll keep reading, too.

Happy New Year.