And Then I Got Engaged

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Friday - Got to school a little after 7:30, since I most certainly did NOT luck out with parking, and settled in to see where my first class was. I discovered that my first class didn't start until 11, which was actually a good thing, since I also discovered that the homework I'd done the day before was for a class that meets on Tuesday. I did the homework for the other class that I actually did have, and called Being Alive. As it turns out, they don't schedule appointments on the last day of the month, they schedule them on the last WORKING day of the month. And you have to be there in person to get them. It was about 9:30 when I called, so I hedged for a few minutes, but finally lugged my ass back up to my car and drove over. The guy that did the scheduling was very nice, and I made two appointments and got two vouchers. I might give one or both of the vouchers to Paul, since he's in way more dire need of them than I am. Drove back to school, where parking was no kinder, and made it with just a few minutes to spare before class. Between classes, I talked extensively with Trisha. She's a Scorpio, and we share a LOT of similar personality traits, mostly when it comes to being vengeful and one-upping folk. It was a bonding experience. :-D In general, I'm really just waiting for classes to get going, to get into the meat of the topics. I don't really care for these introductions. I was going to help Aimee make vegan treats for a coffee shop gent, but Ken was already home, since he'd had a half day at work. I was also exhausted, but if he hadn't been home waiting for me, I'd have still gone over. I laid down for a nap with him, and didn't wake up until 5:30 or so. I still wanted to go over to CDC, but didn't really have the time at that point. Ken mentioned that someone he'd always thought was cute had messaged him on A4A....ummm, ok? If I'd gone over to CDC and gotten the vegan treats, I'd have offered him a cookie. Hindsight is 20/20. Anyway, we got cleaned up, he left to feed Dallas's bunny (not a euphemism), and I made myself some pasta. When he got back, we watched Family Guy while we ate, then headed over to Universal.
Only Chris and Matt were there when we got there, but that was fine. The poor bartender was working all by his lonesome, so it took forever to get the first round of drinks. I had meant to get a fancy drink, but all I really wanted was vanilla vodka and diet, so that's what I got. Nikki tapped out of the whole evening, due to Daniel drama. Gay Jason showed up, and so did Brandon and his friend Todd from NY. Lovely gent, that Todd. Former actor, currently deciding what he'd like to do now. Ken left a little before 10:30, lamenting that he had to go to Montage alone, as he'd pre-bought his ticket but no one else was interested in paying the cover. We had fun for the rest of the time we were at Universal - I let Mike and Brandon borrow my gym tags, even though Brandon stayed behind anyway to wait for Todd to finish his drink. I didn't really get that - Todd was about half-way done with his drink when we had to go. Cover is about the price of a drink....rather than waste the half drink he'd already paid for, he opted to be late and pay the price of a full drink at Rich's. Whatever, it's their money.
Rich's was A BLAST. The music was nowhere near as bad as I thought it was going to be. We danced, and talked and drank and danced and danced and talked. So much fun. Brandon bought me another drink (my third) and one gent named Carlos, that I know from somewhere, but have no idea where, gave me the last half of his. It was getting towards 1:30, and suddenly Brandon wasn't comfortable being around Chris and Matt anymore. The thing that set him off was Chris smoking, which is a huge bone of contention, but the larger issue is the relationship the two of them seem to be forging. I don't know, but that pretty much tapped everyone out for the night. Matt disappeared somewhere, Brandon and Chris took Todd home, and Jason, Daniel and I started our walks home. My shin, which was slightly bruised and swollen earlier in the day, was really starting to hurt, but that didn't stop me from jogging home. Ken was already home and brushing his teeth when I got there, so I made myself an Emergen-C, drank it down, and went back in.
He'd had a good night, but had made a point of being home before me, so I didn't have to wonder where he was. The other reason he was there was that he wanted to give me my b-day present - an engagement ring. It was too big, but I didn't care. I was ambivalent. On the one hand, I've wanted to marry him for a very long time - pretty much since we started dating. On the other hand, there's still the stuff I'm going to counseling for.....I decided to go ahead and talk to him about it. He tried, bless his heart, but didn't really have any for me. He said he'd thought he was safe with H&J, and that's why he didn't tell me about them or get tested, but he also said he was scared of what I'd think, and that's why he didn't tell me. I don't think anything could really make me understand, but I appreciate that he tried. I don't remember exactly what it was, but something he said made me query him on the last time he'd slept with them, not counting the time in May and prior to us sleeping with them. Again, he didn't have an answer. This was not okay with me. The fact that he couldn't/wouldn't tell me that he hadn't done it after March....I kept the ring on, but I kind of wanted to cry. I went to the kitchen to get more water, and ended up eating several bowls of TVP while I was there. Ken was sleeping when I got back, so I just brushed my teeth and went to sleep on the other side of the bed.