Just More Talk.

I had a horrible date the other night. I won’t even go there will just talk about (much) more interesting things…

So last night was my friend Stephanie’s 21st barfday celebration. Me a few of her friends went to (cr)Applebee’s for dinner & drinks.

Later, we went back to her friend Katie’s house. She lives directly across the street from Matt. It started to get boring, & I saw his car parked at his place on a Friday night, so I thought What the hell, I’ll see what he’s up to to be nice. We all went over there and hung out for a while, and eventually everyone wandered back & left us on the back porch. We were just talking about different things going on, & I spoke to him seriously one-on-one about that trampy Melbourne girl who’s using him with no intention of weaving feelings in. I felt so bad for him, in that nobody gave him a reality check prior to what her real (nasty) intentions are (she likes attention from boys. /end) Just say what you mean or think, people. It’s not that difficult. I told him he should probably stay away (she just broke off an engagement a few months ago), and also explained why it hurt my feelings, that one of my so-called friends was running after my ex of six years. “Put yourself in my place. How would that make you feel?” I also asked him about his hanging out with that boy Josh that sexually harassed me a few times (when me & Matt were dating)… said:

“I’m assuming you’re just friend because you’re desperate for them right now.”
“Yeah, actually that’s pretty much it. I don’t really like any of my friends…”
“So I assume when you make more friends you’ll spend less time with these kinds of people? I’m kind of unimpressed.”

(I found the harasser’s awesome blue striped scene/Weezer sweater in the house. It’s fuckin’ MINE MINE MINE! Baha, I hope he sees me wearing it out! Parting gift – thanks for playing! Photos of said art fag, cute sweater coming soon.)

Overall, I could tell he really is starting to see what he majorly fucked up (our relationship). I can also tell he would get back together with me in a heartbeat, as well (why wouldn’t he want to, right?) Real world reality bites, don’t it? I guess he’s figuring out how much he really lost as he spends time with these really lame friends. Also, I had a “toldyaso”, which felt awesome – I predicted his new room mate “best friend” Alex would cause problems if they lived together (because of his alcoholism, laziness, creepyness, slobbery). I was absolutely correct. I’m awesome.

Anyway, after about an hour or so, we got on the subject of sex (of course). He hadn’t been with anyone since we did it last (November 18th). As you dear LJ readers know, that isn’t the case with me. He made little quick, flirtatious remarks in the conversation like “I would totally sleep with you right now,” or “I wouldn’t mind going down right now.” I said, “I don’t think that’s a good idea. At all.” When he asked why, I said, “Because you said yourself it would make things more difficult for you.” I also had totally forgotten about that one heinous episode where he just… was unresponsive. I reamed him a little about that, jokingly & flirtatiously, & he snappily said he’d make it up to me right then if I would give him another chance. Again, I said, “I don’t think that’s a good idea. I don’t know if you’re ready for something like that with me. I know that I don’t want to date you right now I don’t want to give you the wrong idea or some glimmer of hope, you know.” He also remarked that he kept our pr0n pictures/vidz because, “Jesus. You’re still fucking hot, I’m still attracted to you, I’m not gonna lie.” Kind of doesn’t bother me, I’m over it. He can have it if he wants. So we talked a few minutes more until….

His friend Chris was returning home from a bar I saw his truck pulling into the driveway. I really wanted to get laid, so I said:

“Damn, I guess we’re not going to then?”
“Let’s fuckin’ go!”

Well, long story short, we hauled ass into his bedroom and got busy. The only difference was this time, I felt no emotional attachement really; it was like sleeping with a friend. I don’t find him that attractive (at least not his body) anymore, he’s got a cute face but still… The main thing was I haven’t been shown a really good time since the last time.

“She knew what she wanted. She was lookin’ for that stud bull, the he-cat. And that was me.”

However, one thing that was kind of annoying was that he kept asking me throughout the evening if I was banging anyone else… obviously a little bit jealous, I think. “…Unless it makes you uncomfortable to tell me.” “Actually, it would probably make you uncomfortable. I don’t think it is any of your business, you know.” I kept saying that to avoid the question, but he kept pushing me about it. Finally, we got silly & I just started giggling and he figured out that I have been busy lately. He actually was teasing joking with me about it, especially MySpace boy. (“Ahh! MySpace slut! Baaaahahaha!”) It felt like a brother teasing me or something, you know? When I said I had slept with two people, he said it hurt a little bit, but wasn’t a big deal. “You’ve been busy! Gettin’ around, eh?” I’m 50% thinking he’s lying about being okay with it, but I don’t know.

He also asked if these boys were friends (he seemed convinced it was from the local scene/circle), & I replied:

“Absolutely not. I know better than to get mixed up with the people in this area (a jab in him about his Melbourne slutty girl). If you must know, one’s a student from school in Orlando & the other, California: only one is what you’d call ‘punk.’ Nobody around here knows them, not even my friends. It keeps things drama-free & easier for me.”
“Are they on your top 8?”
“Haha, uh NO.”
“I’m gonna go look for ’em!”

I hate the boys from this area. They all suck!

Everyone I know that hears about the MySpace boys is blowin’ up my friends list looking for them. Back off, it’s not that interesting to see who I am getting busy with… So yeah, I left there at 4:30am. Had breakfast with my family at 10am… ironically, I ran into Matt’s mother there at the restaurant. She absolutely loves me.

I got a new book – Stanley Kubrick’s 2001: A Space Odyssey: New Essays. My aunt (a librarian) said I had “eclectic taste in literature.” No, I’m just a wicked sci-fi nerd & Kubrick fanatic.

This Wednesday: Less Than Jake with MySpace Boy
This Saturday: Billy Joel!

I have a double-booking tonight… We’ll just have to see how this pans out.

27 thoughts on “Just More Talk.

  1. I haven’t had sex in a while… Thanks for reminding me that I should prolly get some of that done… *smirk*
    And I hope that the LTJ show will rock. I hear they’ve been playing a LOT of the older stuff, so hopefully they do that in Florida, too. (Unless you like the new stuff. Kek.)

  2. Yeah, it was one part pity fuck, two parts personal satisfaction, & one part boredom.

    I was casually sleeping with my friend whenever I’d go to San Francisco … for all of the above reasons, ‘cept the sex wasn’t good at all & I kept trying to block out the 60+lbs. he’d gained since the last time I saw him.

    • I’m glad I’m not the only one who indulges in pity fucks. Why would you sleep with someone who’s lousy? Wait… nevermind. I can answer my own question because I do it, too.

      I commented to him that I think he got hairier. At least his back & chest. Ew.

  3. “[NOTE: If you’re reading this, you’re on the highest security of my friends filters. HOLLA!]”

    Go me!

    Just like to let you know that this journal has kept me awake at work today. I’ve read up to this far back this morning. So umm… thanks 🙂

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