Happy Anniversary! Chris, Brett, Joe

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Saturday – Got up, took Cisco out for a walk, drank some water, then put Ken's jacket on the inside of the door with a note that said “Happy Anniversary”. I did the dishes, and Ken eventually got up. He liked the jacket, but it wasn't the one he lost, that was a hoodie. Damn. Chris was on his way down from Vegas, so we got ourselves together, cleaned up the house a little, took some stuff over to storage, then went shopping for Sunday brunch stuff. The boys were already at the hotel. Ken got tortillas, champagne, and a quick microwave chicken meal. We unpacked, he ate, and we headed over to the hotel to meet Chris, Brett & Joe. Had a quick drink there, then walked over to Mo's. We had to wait quite a while for a table, and I saw Ian. Ken did his best to ignore him, of course, but I ended up standing next to him, and chatting. He looks a little rougher than he did when Ken hooked up with him. There was a fairly drunk gent that ended up sitting with us when we finally did get a booth, and it was a little while before Jill had to ask him to move. I didn't get anything, but I did eat some of the sweet potato fries, and had one or two of Joe's regular fries. I also didn't have anything to drink, though when we did a shot later, I did it with them. The boys paid, and we went over to Martin & Wall to shop for stuff. Everything there makes me feel fat & poor. A couple of the boys tried on a bunch of stuff, Ken and Leo disappeared for a minute, hoping the other boys would follow, but we finally left. Ken told me to take the car back to the house, and I'm still not sure why, since that's where we were all going anyway, but whatever. I figured I might get cleaned up while we were there, but Timmy showed up all of 2 minutes after I got there. Oh well. The boys got there EVENTUALLY, and I drove us over to Sunset Cliffs. We started at one peninsula, but it didn't go as far down to the ocean as we wanted, so we moved over one. Chris and Brett stayed there, and the rest of us moved on to another one. I talked to some nice visiting girls from...somewhere....and had to admit that, as much as I didn't want to be there, the ocean was really beautiful. Fortunately, it was getting fairly late, the sun was going down, the tide was coming up, etc. Also, I had to pee. I'd have just gone on a cliff or something, but I remembered the fallout from last time I did that. We went over to the more shallow cliff to collect Chris & Brett, but Ken found some lesbians he wanted to talk to, and stayed talking to them forever. Chris and I eventually just pissed on the wall, and no one else seemed to notice. We piled everyone back into the truck and drove home, careful of Joe's motion sickness, except everyone was drunk and needed everyone else to shut up so they could tell him the real way to not get sick. Somehow they got onto scatological topics, and after 30 min of being the only sober one listening to all these fools obnoxiously shout things on the topic, I finally lost it and shouted at Timmy, who happened to be speaking at the time. We only had about 5 min left on the trip, and Brett came inside to apologize profusely. I had a couple cocktails, and felt much better. We walked over to Kemo Sabe for dinner. Our server was a little unctuous, but whatever. Joe and I split a Good Things Growing, and Eric got the same. We also got an order of tempura vegetables. I helped Joe with his margarita, but declined anything else to drink. Strangely, I don't recall much of the rest of the evening. Joe wanted to just go back to the hotel, but I guess we rode in the cab of Leo's truck back to our place, and ended up at Rich's...I vaguely recall talking to Joe at some point about being +, and at the end of the night, I told Ken I was going to be open when he went out of town next, which sparked a HIUGE fight. I don't remember much of that, either, but I do remember suggesting we finish the conversation the next day while sober, and him saying if I didn't do something, or if he had to sleep on the couch, he'd help me pack my stuff up tomorrow. I guess at some point he was also begging me for affection, and I declined. Damn. 2 for two so far.