Breathe in… and out… in… out. I just reserved mine and Lucky’s hotel for VEGAS!!! That’s right, May 12-15th be there or be square and I am having to do breathing exercises to calm myself down from it. What? You’re right; those are different dates than originally planned. But I’ll let Lucky vent about the date change whenever she feels ready. Also I’d like to apologize for my lack of posting and for the shortness of this post, my life is pretty boring (with the exception of going to see Lucky and our 5 day drinking binger) and I really don’t have much on my mind other than sleep, eat, and Vegas.
But today, let’s talk just a little about how all the men in my life are on their periods. Seriously.
Anth has had his panties in a twist for the past 3 weeks about St. Patrick’s Day. In The Big City St. Patty’s day is a big deal, there’s a parade, there’s festivities, and everyone gets really wasted. Anth takes it upon himself to find a bar every year that has a drink deal and tries to force all of his friends to get tickets. Usually people comply, but I don’t like to be told what to do, and I also don’t like buying a ticket to go out drinking a month in advance. You know? Shit comes up and I don’t want to be out $30 if I can’t make it to the bar on said holiday. So, Anth has asked me every single day for the past 3 weeks if I have gotten my ticket yet for the bar, and every day I gave him the same answer: No. There was a time when I wanted to invite High School Crush to come up, because it worked out that all of the people going to the St. Patty’s Day festivities in our group were couples, then I decided I didn’t want to do that. And now I just don’t want to go because Anth is being so annoying about it.
Then, I came home from Lucky’s the other day and he started an all out BBM argument over St. Patrick’s Day. Yes, Anth is fighting with me about a drinking schedule. He went off about how I should just tell him that I don’t want to hang out with them because we’re all grown up’s and they can handle it. It’s not that I don’t want to hang out with that group of people per say, it’s that I don’t want to be the 13th wheel in a group of a couples that will get drunk and ultimately be all over each other at the end of the day. Like my life is depressing enough, I don’t need to be around that.
After I thought about the things he was saying it made a little more sense, some other comments he made were, “Why don’t you like me?” “Why don’t you like to hang out with me” etc.. etc.. Since Anth has started dating his girlfriend we really don’t hang out at all. I’m okay with it, but apparently he isn’t, hence him trying to force me to go to St. Patty’s day to be their 3rd wheel. Thanks, but no thanks.
Then there’s High School Crush. Sigh. We were to a point where we were talking pretty much every day. It was nice. But it was still through text, we’d talk about hanging out, but no concrete plans were ever made. The whole distance thing seemed to still be holding him back, yada yada yada same old tune. Then this week the texts just kind of stopped. I’m not freaking out about it; that just uses up way too much energy. And if it stops for a while? Fine. I’m out of texting subjects at the moment anyway. I’m just going to blame it all on these boys having their periods.