Justin, Drinking, John, The Lion in Winter

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I didn't mean to drink last night, but Justin came over and didn't want to drink alone, so I did. Urgh. Woke up early, like always, and got hit up by a gent on Adam. It was 9 when he hit me up, he said he'd be here by 9:45. At 10:35, he walztes up to my door. No. Just, no. Maybe if he'd actually waltzed up, but he just walked up. Anyway, I still made it to class on time, registered my car and for the MPRE in August, paid my down payment on bar review, etc. instead of paying attention during class. Probably the most significant part of my day was heading up with the roommate to John's place to watch The Lion in Winter.
Some quick back story on John - we met the day Ken came back from the October '08 Atlantis Cruise. Just had lunch, chatted, etc. We became good friends after that, with maybe a little more underneath - at one point, Ken talked about being open, but just with regulars. I'm sure he had someone(s) specific for himself in mind, since one of his rules in the past had been "no regulars", because they threaten the relationship. I drunkenly mentioned to John one Sunday that I almost bargained for him, but refrained because I was worried that I might fall more for him than for Ken. This sentiment did not last, as evidenced most clearly by a 3 way where Ken tapped out early to take his mom somewhere, left John fucking me, and me wishing he was Ken. Following the break-up, John was kind enough to take care of me on many many drunken emo occasions. I've heard from a couple people that they think he's into me, in more than an occasional physical sense, but I'd rather just think he's a very kind person, and would have done everything he's done for anyone.

Anyway, John has been pushing me to watch TLIW ever since I gushed about Devil Wears Prada. Katharine Hepburn movies in general have that wit, but this was supposed to be her finest. He'd occasionally want it to be just the two of us, but also offered to make it a more general social event, which I opted for. Given the comparison to Devil, and the examples of wit he'd quoted, I was quite unprepared for the heft of the film, and glad I opted not to drink. For those unfamiliar, it's a fictional depiction of Henry Plantagenet & Eleanor of Aquitane, and their dysfunctional relationship with their children. Also, there's a kingdom being schemed over. They hate each other, they love each other, hate to love and love to hate. The most significant thing I picked out was the inability to go back that Katharine Hepburn keeps talking about. I'm not articulating it very well. This movie clearly states how badly relationships can suck is the the short of it.

Roommate and I stayed until long after everyone else had gone home, Justin came over when we got back, and I successfully did not drink this time.