Good Times Out
Aug. 8th, 2008 05:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thepnutgalleryThursday - Poked about on A4A in the morning a bit, then eventually ran some errands. Picked up bread, dropped off rent, picked up lettuce, TVP, and flowers. The ones we had weren't quite dead yet, but I wanted to have fresh ones for his mum. Unfortunately, I was ravenous by this time, having eaten only sushi the day before, and not left the house until noon. Ate an entire loaf of bread worth of sammiches. No hooking up for me! Ended up beating off even though I really wasn't randy. Ken came home and promptly napped for a while. I popped onto A4A again, and ended up chatting on the phone with a gent I apparently met last year with Marcus. He thought I met him at Marcus's house, but I've never been to Marcus's current place, soooooo....I'm guessing it was when I ran into him at The Caliph last year. Ken woke up while I was still there, and had just enough time to kiss me goodbye before leaving for Viva Pasta and poker. I poked about here and there online, ate another loaf of bread worth of sammiches (I know!), started playing an online mmorpg called "Angels Online"....my desktop doesn't have the RAM to play it, and my laptop doesn't have the configuration to play it. *sigh* why aren't there turn-based free online rpgs? Ken called around 8:30, and invited me out to the 10pm game. I initially declined, but when Justin called about 20 min later, I opted in after all. I wasn't going to do anything but eat more sitting at home.
I drove us over, and Justin bought himself a drink and us both bottles of water, and we chatted a little while. I put in requests for two songs, but couldn't really think of anything else I was jonesing to hear. The 10pm game eventually started, and Justin and I went outside. He bought me a drink, and his second, and we chatted about things like open relationships and the like. Speak of the Devil, but Matt and Chris showed up. Also, my first song "Who The Hell Are You", by Madison Avenue came on, and Matt loved it. They also bought me a drink, which I though was nice, and we chatted. They'd also been drinking, so I was still the most sober one in the room. While talking with them, I went to the bathroom and my second song "Get Together" came on - a very tipsy Brandon high-fived me, since it's also his favorite song. Brandon went out after a bit, but got caught up talking to an elderly woman and a gent who is apparently her son....and they apparently make out on occasion. I'll wait for the screaming to stop.
Done yet? Okay, a little longer.
Anyway, Chris and Matt eventually tapped out, so Justin and I chatted with a very drunk Brian, who bought me my third drink of the night. Ken finished his game (2nd to last table, which is respectable), and decided he was ready to go home. He'd apparently also only had three drinks, but an additional 4 shots. I don't know if I believe that, because he was fairly tipsy. Started giving me crap about my limping again, but since he wasn't using it as an excuse to not do something, there was no conflict to be found there. He switched over to me not letting him do nice things for me, to him having to take care of me, since I wouldn't, and finally, to the reason that we're having problems and so rarely have sex anymore. I don't need him. On the plus side, in between all of this he said many times how much he loved me, and how hard he's trying to be a good person. It was almost funny watching him trip over himself, saying that he loved me more now than he did a year ago, but understanding that that wasn't really flattering to how he felt a year ago, and trying to talk in circles out of it. We'd been standing in front of his car for most of this, and all I really wanted was to go home and drink more, so I just told him I'd seek counseling at The Center for the issues I've been having that have made me distant of late. He finally drove home, and I followed in my car, only to see two young men run up to me immediately. Chris and Matt had apparently taken a wrong turn on their walk home, and were just now getting there. We chatted for a brief moment, and I went inside to a passed out Ken. I had originally wanted another drink or 12 of vodka, but ended up having a bunch of TVP instead. Stupid Squeak.
I drove us over, and Justin bought himself a drink and us both bottles of water, and we chatted a little while. I put in requests for two songs, but couldn't really think of anything else I was jonesing to hear. The 10pm game eventually started, and Justin and I went outside. He bought me a drink, and his second, and we chatted about things like open relationships and the like. Speak of the Devil, but Matt and Chris showed up. Also, my first song "Who The Hell Are You", by Madison Avenue came on, and Matt loved it. They also bought me a drink, which I though was nice, and we chatted. They'd also been drinking, so I was still the most sober one in the room. While talking with them, I went to the bathroom and my second song "Get Together" came on - a very tipsy Brandon high-fived me, since it's also his favorite song. Brandon went out after a bit, but got caught up talking to an elderly woman and a gent who is apparently her son....and they apparently make out on occasion. I'll wait for the screaming to stop.
Done yet? Okay, a little longer.
Anyway, Chris and Matt eventually tapped out, so Justin and I chatted with a very drunk Brian, who bought me my third drink of the night. Ken finished his game (2nd to last table, which is respectable), and decided he was ready to go home. He'd apparently also only had three drinks, but an additional 4 shots. I don't know if I believe that, because he was fairly tipsy. Started giving me crap about my limping again, but since he wasn't using it as an excuse to not do something, there was no conflict to be found there. He switched over to me not letting him do nice things for me, to him having to take care of me, since I wouldn't, and finally, to the reason that we're having problems and so rarely have sex anymore. I don't need him. On the plus side, in between all of this he said many times how much he loved me, and how hard he's trying to be a good person. It was almost funny watching him trip over himself, saying that he loved me more now than he did a year ago, but understanding that that wasn't really flattering to how he felt a year ago, and trying to talk in circles out of it. We'd been standing in front of his car for most of this, and all I really wanted was to go home and drink more, so I just told him I'd seek counseling at The Center for the issues I've been having that have made me distant of late. He finally drove home, and I followed in my car, only to see two young men run up to me immediately. Chris and Matt had apparently taken a wrong turn on their walk home, and were just now getting there. We chatted for a brief moment, and I went inside to a passed out Ken. I had originally wanted another drink or 12 of vodka, but ended up having a bunch of TVP instead. Stupid Squeak.
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