Some Days You Don't
Nov. 18th, 2016 11:31 amBoth Din and Suzanne were out at work, so there was a metric ton of mail to get done, in addition to the normal Friday business.
I tried to get my oil changed, but the auto place on 1st was closed by the time I got there. I found an online coupon for a different place on Mission Gorge, but it turns out it was just for a conventional oil change, and my car needs full synthetic.
Julian called me, telling me about some Grindr date where the guy spent 40 min in the bathroom talking to another guy from Grindr on the phone. Then he got mad at me for making out with Tony, my client, who had taken us out to dinner. I put up with that for a little bit before I asked how Dewey was. Dewey being my friend that he cheated on me with, and then lied about it. Then he started straight up making things up. I wasn't making out, I was blowing him. He never cheated. He never had gonorrhea, he did have it, but I gave it to him.
Tim and his dad got there, so I said I had to go. He wasn't having it, so eventually I just hung up, which only made him more mad. Being 1500 miles away is usually much better, but doesn't stop him from being crazy.
Tim and I talked Thanksgiving. We still don't have a guest list, but I imagine that'll change.
Bryan Riley invited me to DILF, but as seems to happen somewhat frequently these days, the one drink I had at home wasn't agreeing with me, so I crashed instead.
I tried to get my oil changed, but the auto place on 1st was closed by the time I got there. I found an online coupon for a different place on Mission Gorge, but it turns out it was just for a conventional oil change, and my car needs full synthetic.
Julian called me, telling me about some Grindr date where the guy spent 40 min in the bathroom talking to another guy from Grindr on the phone. Then he got mad at me for making out with Tony, my client, who had taken us out to dinner. I put up with that for a little bit before I asked how Dewey was. Dewey being my friend that he cheated on me with, and then lied about it. Then he started straight up making things up. I wasn't making out, I was blowing him. He never cheated. He never had gonorrhea, he did have it, but I gave it to him.
Tim and his dad got there, so I said I had to go. He wasn't having it, so eventually I just hung up, which only made him more mad. Being 1500 miles away is usually much better, but doesn't stop him from being crazy.
Tim and I talked Thanksgiving. We still don't have a guest list, but I imagine that'll change.
Bryan Riley invited me to DILF, but as seems to happen somewhat frequently these days, the one drink I had at home wasn't agreeing with me, so I crashed instead.