So Friday I went to the North Shore. Gloucester has a big festival the last week in June every year and it is guaranteed to be a shit show. It is also a good chance to catch up with those kids from high school that I don't see much (by choice or convenience is the constant question.) I get a ride home with friends because, as we all know by now, Audis suck and mine is in the shop. At home I call a good friend to get his ass off of the couch and get him out to the bars/festivities. I tell him I won't be around tomorrow night so he HAS to come out tonight. I tell my friends, who are here to party, that we'll go as soon as H shows up. Yeah well, H returns my call. He's the town over having a drink with friends. He assures me that he'll be at my house in under an hour, and we'll go out then. This is at 9. I hang at my place drinking. Losing track of time. 11 rolls around and my phone rings "lets go out"...The bars in Gloucester close at 1230. "Thanks but no thanks dude. What happened to an hour?"
Yeah. Partially my own fault for not paying attention to the time, but what the hell is the deal here? Why am I the person that people are CONSTANTLY flaking out on?! ARGH! This is really kind of getting to me. I may start flaking out on people for spite. Just to return the favor. How horrible is that?
Saturday rolls around and we head up to a friends place in Portsmouth for some pre-concert BBQ and drinking. In the interim, the "Girl who was there for me" texted and she is going to be coming up for the 4th. (Full Disclosure: I haven't gotten laid since the last time I slept with her...which was, A month or so ago? I don't know. I guess that's not bad, but it seems like FOREVER when most of your life has been spent in serious relationships where getting laid wasn't hard.) So hopefully that will go well. She's an OK girl I guess, but I don't see this as anything other than just some fun. Which is really just what I need at this point. As much as I seem to think its a good idea, I really don't need another relationship right now. I need to figure out some shit about me by myself. Which isn't to say that if my dream girl came along I wouldn't jump. But needless to say, she isn't here.
As I said before the show was AMAZING. I've seen the Crowes 3 or 4 times but this was by far the best. The Casino Ballroom in Hampton is an amazing venue and the set list was perfect. We drove back to Gloucester and finished off the night with some hamburgers and Budweiser.
At a point in the night I got a text from my old roommate (a girl, yeah, I've lived with girls too...again, the friend thing). It said "You need to come to CT" where she lives now. Now, full disclosure: 2 weeks into living with this girl I woke up at 3AM with her standing drunk in my room. In no uncertain terms...ummm...looking to get laid. I did the honorable thing and put her to bed because 1) she was clearly shitfaced and 2) she had a boyfriend at the time that was always at the house...awkwardness I could live without. On another occasion I was in CT at the casino when I got a call from her. I was drunk. She was drunk. We both wanted to hook up but were both too drunk to drive anywhere. I said "I'm gonna go play blackjack and if I win any money I'm gonna get a car to your house." Well, I won, but by the time I called her it was 330 AM and she was asleep. Opportunity lost. So at any rate, I responded "That can probably be arranged, but you need to come to Boston sometime too." "I will. Soon." So I guess I may have that to look forward to?? Who knows. I'm sure she'll flake out too knowing my luck.
Sunday was basically a waste, but I did actually play 18 holes in the afternoon so that was good. I'm now sitting in my apartment blogging instead of enjoying this beautiful day, but I needed to write something.
On Comments: You guys are great! I'm gonna try to address a few, and actually ask some questions of you.
voiceinmyhead: You say you've been this girl before. Why? I mean, do girls think its better to just avoid a situation till it goes away than it would be to just say, "Listen, I don't think this is gonna work. I'm sorry." That doesn't seem like too much to ask for. But perhaps it is, I clearly have no clue! HA!
Also, about the list; I'm glad I'm not asking for too much. I mean, I didn't think it was out of line, but I honestly haven't found anyone who meets the criteria here. I've been close. Obviously. But now that I'm playing the "game" it seems like no one can even handle meeting ONE of the things on the damn list. It's discouraging. I'm trying SO hard not to be jaded, but I'm not sure how long I can hold out. HELP! HAHA! It's like I feel like I should be able to find someone like this but I can't. I understand that everyone is trying to not get played, and that its hard to trust people, but I really don't know how to convey to people that I'm NOT going to screw you over. Give me a chance. Let your guard down and I promise you won't regret it.
I'm THIS far from internet dating. I don't want to do it. It seems like a horrible idea, and honestly, (I don't judge, though this sounds judgmental) it seems a little pathetic for someone my age and in my situation to be doing it. Any thoughts on this?
Also, I'm now reading "No Country for Old Men" Can't get myself to read Atlas Shrugged So I'm taking it off the list. Lazy, I know.
Thanks for reading and commenting. You guys rock!
2 comments:
That does sound like a kick-ass weekend. You deserved it. Glad you let your cleavage hang out there. ;)
Internet dating...I've heard good things. The worst I've heard was that they didn't like some of the guys that approached them. Eh, seeing how you won't have to worry about that, it could be a good thing. At least you'll know who you’re dating when you meet them. That seems to be the fault with C, right? What's the worst that could happen?
first of all i hope this weekend goes better. have fun, be jaded, let it all hang out. those who don't like it can EFF off.
second, i'm not C, but like i said before i've def been THAT girl. she's keeping you as an option. when you see her you are feeding her attention. and honestly, WHO doesn't love a little attention?? forget her and find something new.
word verification blows btw...
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