1/2 price margarita night always sounds like a good idea. In hind sight, it's more just a fully loaded tequila and sugar rush. You want to get the best bang for your buck, so you purchase the monsterita which is 46 oz of margarita. While normally I buy this, I'm *trying* to eat/drink healthier, so I instead drink Corona Light and left my bar tab open. Never a good idea for me to leave my bar tab open. The night was filled with talking about work because I went out w/ work friends.
Closer to the end of the night-well we had started drinking at 4pm, so by 7:45 I was ready to call it quits, but I'm no quitter! M&M and I were feeling pretty good at this point and she thought it would be a really good idea to give me tips on how to pick up men with my hair. This was probably the funniest thing I had seen all night. She kept telling me I should go try it on a guy..which looking around, there were some decent enough guys there, but nothing that stood out. I let M&M take charge and pick out a guy for me. She picked out a guy at the bar w/ a green shirt. From behind he seemed cute enough. Him and his friend got up and went to play some golf game. M&M and the rest of the table thought it would be a really good idea for us to go play darts next to them. So, with a little convincing, a little liquid courage and the fact I knew I was looking damn good in my outfit, I figured, what the hell do I have to lose?
We starting playing darts and I do declare, I suck at darts. They told me I should purposely throw bad (dude I am just bad in general!) I did attempt to throw it more towards the ground (wow I am lame) and of course it went flying over to Green shirt guy and his friend White hat. White hat was the one it landed more towards. So I apologized for my aim and started talking to him. We made small chit chat. I introduced myself to both of them. Aaron was Green shirt, Scotty was White hat. I looked closer at Green shirt and noticed that he wasn't all that cute, but White hat on the other hand was cuter. And White hat was talking to me more than Green shirt. We made small talk with each other. He was answering questions that I asked and started asking me questions. While I wasn't falling head over heels by any means, it was just nice to talk and flirt w/ a cute boy.
We got done playing darts and my crew was ready to leave. I went outside to say bye to a few of my coworkers since I was dead ass tired. I wasn't sure if I should go back and say bye to white hat...My coworkers quickly assured me it would be a good idea. I went back inside and told him it was nice meeting him and that I was leaving. He then stated that I lame for leaving early and that I should stay. Our convo quickly turned more flirtatious. I felt bad because Green shirt was just kind of standing there while we talked. Turns out White hat goes to the PC where I work out and we both work out at the same time and he is a runner.
It started to get extremely hot at Pedro's and I felt like my face was melting off and I wanted to go to bed. I said I was now going to leave and that maybe I will see him at the gym sometime maybe? He said he would be there Friday night and look for me.
He didn't ask for my number though. Maybe I'll see him at the gym, maybe I won't. Either way it was fun to practice flirting w/ a boy.
Onto the UW Men's Hockey game for a some girls night out. Which of course, I plan to practice even more tonight.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Bitter, party of one..
Sigh...In the last 4 days I have been called bitter by two people. Well, I guess I asked for it when I asked people if they thought I was bitter. They both said yes. What? I'm the fun loving girl! There is no bitter...ehh yeah I'm bitter. While this is no way a slam against M&M (I know she will be reading this and she is the one who inspired me to write this) And in both cases of me being called bitter was due to what I said to Shady Matt.
But, how does one not be bitter about the things he said/did to me? Or not even in his case, about what 93% of guys who have been jerks to me. Don't I almost have a right to be bitter and angry about that? The things I said to Shady Matt were me being bitchy, but it was brought to my attention that they were clearly bitter and I need to move on. I dunno if it's so much about me moving on from him. It's me having to believe what the next guy says to me and make me actually believe what he says to me is the truth and he *gasp* means it. The majority of my married/friends in relationships have given me the token "You will find someone, some day" I know they are being great friends saying that I know they truly believe it. I do somewhat believe it. But what if I don't find someone? Then what? Is all hope gone? Will I be the bitter 53 year old lady with tons of dogs (sorry I don't like cats enough to be a cat lady)
I think the only way for me to not be bitter is if I get into a relationship and be able to trust a guy. I mean really, how many bitter people are in a relationship? None.
M&M even said that she loves me for who I am. I think I will continue to be bitter though. It's part of my bitchy/bitter charm.
But, how does one not be bitter about the things he said/did to me? Or not even in his case, about what 93% of guys who have been jerks to me. Don't I almost have a right to be bitter and angry about that? The things I said to Shady Matt were me being bitchy, but it was brought to my attention that they were clearly bitter and I need to move on. I dunno if it's so much about me moving on from him. It's me having to believe what the next guy says to me and make me actually believe what he says to me is the truth and he *gasp* means it. The majority of my married/friends in relationships have given me the token "You will find someone, some day" I know they are being great friends saying that I know they truly believe it. I do somewhat believe it. But what if I don't find someone? Then what? Is all hope gone? Will I be the bitter 53 year old lady with tons of dogs (sorry I don't like cats enough to be a cat lady)
I think the only way for me to not be bitter is if I get into a relationship and be able to trust a guy. I mean really, how many bitter people are in a relationship? None.
M&M even said that she loves me for who I am. I think I will continue to be bitter though. It's part of my bitchy/bitter charm.
Monday, March 2, 2009
Boys, Beer & Bockfest!
I think my belly is still full from the mass quantities of beer I consumed over the weekend. Whoa. I like beer and all, but after this weekend I might need to take a break from it. Nahh, never mind, I will continue to drink it.
My Friday was pretty uneventful. Went to the bar Game Time, which is a bit of a redneckish bar, but since I'm half redneck half city girl, it's a nice mix for me compared to Connie's which is red neck city. I think I might prefer going to Game Time over Connie's from now on because when I enter Game Time, the whole bar doesn't turn and stare at me w/ that "who the heck is that?" look. It's kind of annoying.
After drinking a Spotted Cow at Game Time we headed over to the Ashton Fish Fry. Met up w/ my brother and his friend Scotty to hottie. One of the guys I like to kiss every once in awhile. It annoys my younger brother to no end that Scotty to hottie and I kiss, so it makes it that much more fun. After we consumed our fish, we went to Connie's after for a quick beer. Upon review of the bar boys, I spotted one guy I had a big crush on senior year in high school. He is a total red neck. Yeah.....I still don't know why I liked him. Ick. We stayed for one beer at Connie's and decided to depart and go home. I had to get up and go to Bockfest the next day!
3a.m. and my phone is ringing. Half asleep I noticed it was the Marine calling me. I of course picked up. We chatted for a bit while he tried talking me into coming over. I kept declining because I needed to get up early to run some errands and go to Bockfest. So of course at 4:30am I found myself driving over to his house. Why oh why do I do this to myself? Ehh, I know why. I have fun when I'm w/ him. Is that such a crime? I know that the Marine and I will never be anything. I have come to that conclusion and I'm ok with it. And of course on the drive over I suddenly realized it has been quite some time since I shaved my legs (obviously it's been a while since I have gotten some) I cursed my lazy self. Oh well, he will just have to deal. The Marine and I always have fun in or out of the bedroom. This is just one of the many reasons why I like this guy. He is everything I want in a guy. Except for the whole not returning my phone calls and what not. We were just laying there talking about things when I had mentioned the upcoming wedding reception of Liz & Miguel. I had mentioned to him that I originally wanted him to come with to make the ex jealous. He said he would love to come w/ him. Huh? What? I purposely didn't call him up to ask him to come with me because I figured he wouldn't want to. And now he is laying here saying he would want to come with me. I was a little shocked. As we laid there I almost started crying. Why does he have to be this awesome, yet a total jerk some days. Sigh.
The next day at Bockfest, it was a sea of hot yummy boys to look at. Starting my drinking at noon is always a good day for me! I met up w/ my friend Katie and a few of my family members and friends. We stood outside w/ 20 degree weather drinking big mugs of beer. Life doesn't get much better than this. Towards the end of Bockfest, I found Liz & Miguel. We talked for a bit about Stupid Boy and what not, where of course she says "I'm so glad you didn't get back together w/ him" Umm yes, me too. I started talking to their friend Mike. He was a decent enough guy talking. Towards the end of the conversation he did the "we should hang out, what's your number?" Me getting a wee bit past tipsy at this point gave it to him. As soon as I did I thought to myself, "why the heck am I giving him my number? I have absolutely no desire to hang out w/ him" but there I was rattling off my number. We departed ways when I started talking to another one of Miguel and Liz's friends. I want to say his name was Kevin...umm sure. Now this guy was cute and funny. I started working my drunk charm when I asked if he had a girlfriend. He said no he didn't have a girlfriend, but he did have a wife. Ohhhhhhhh. And of course at this point I make a beeline out of there and look for my friend Katie.
Upon finding Katie, it appeared her and I were both fully drunk. She said Travis was coming to pick her up and they were going to eat and asked if I wanted to come with. Of course I needed something in my stomach. She said that it was going to be Travis, Shady Matt and Josh. GREAT. How is my luck that they are bringing Shady Matt?!?!? I said I was fine w/ the situation. We get in the car and there is Shady Matt sitting in the front. I'm drunk enough at this point that I don't care. And he can't see me glaring at him.
We go to dinner at the Great Dane and I get to sit right across from him. It's not like I'm heart broken over this guy or anything. It's just, he did a super shady thing to me. Had he just called me up and said "I'm just not that into you" I'd be fine. But ya don't stop calling someone and uninvited them to a hockey game when you know a ton of their friends and you are more than likely to run into the girl again. He didn't say much throughout dinner. I somehow managed to keep my cool till the end when I thought it would be a really good idea in my smart alack of a way to ask him about Colorado. Yeah. I asked and he answers in like two words. So, what do you do when you infuriate me even more? I then asked how that UW Men's hockey game was. I think you could hear the table go silent and just stare at him. What do I care at this point? I figured I might as well make him feel as uncomfortable as he can. He quickly got up and had to have a cigarette. When he came back, I could just smell the stank of cigarettes, and seeing as I hate that smell, I mentioned that it stunk in here now. I'm an up front honest person, put a few beers in me and I will be even more up front. Now seeing as he pissed me off, the real bitch will come out. After sitting there for a bit, he said he was going to wait outside for us (aww did I scare him?) I took my time finishing my supper. It's to bad he was sitting out there in 20 degree weather...really...haha...so we finally left and on the way back Shady Matt gets a call from of course what I presume is a girl. He tries to play it cool w/ this girl and asks if she wants to hang out later. I think she declined because the conversation quickly ended after that.
I got home at about 6:30pm and did my normal drunk dial of Ray. I then fell asleep by 7pm and woke up at 10pm, feeling like crap.
I ran 5 miles yesterday and then devoured 2 rows of Girl Scout cookies. Oops!
Upcoming fun events this week for me:
Doctors appointment Wednesday-OK that is not exciting
Thursday night-1/2 price margaritas for a friends bday
Friday night-UW Men's Hockey game-girls night out!
My Friday was pretty uneventful. Went to the bar Game Time, which is a bit of a redneckish bar, but since I'm half redneck half city girl, it's a nice mix for me compared to Connie's which is red neck city. I think I might prefer going to Game Time over Connie's from now on because when I enter Game Time, the whole bar doesn't turn and stare at me w/ that "who the heck is that?" look. It's kind of annoying.
After drinking a Spotted Cow at Game Time we headed over to the Ashton Fish Fry. Met up w/ my brother and his friend Scotty to hottie. One of the guys I like to kiss every once in awhile. It annoys my younger brother to no end that Scotty to hottie and I kiss, so it makes it that much more fun. After we consumed our fish, we went to Connie's after for a quick beer. Upon review of the bar boys, I spotted one guy I had a big crush on senior year in high school. He is a total red neck. Yeah.....I still don't know why I liked him. Ick. We stayed for one beer at Connie's and decided to depart and go home. I had to get up and go to Bockfest the next day!
3a.m. and my phone is ringing. Half asleep I noticed it was the Marine calling me. I of course picked up. We chatted for a bit while he tried talking me into coming over. I kept declining because I needed to get up early to run some errands and go to Bockfest. So of course at 4:30am I found myself driving over to his house. Why oh why do I do this to myself? Ehh, I know why. I have fun when I'm w/ him. Is that such a crime? I know that the Marine and I will never be anything. I have come to that conclusion and I'm ok with it. And of course on the drive over I suddenly realized it has been quite some time since I shaved my legs (obviously it's been a while since I have gotten some) I cursed my lazy self. Oh well, he will just have to deal. The Marine and I always have fun in or out of the bedroom. This is just one of the many reasons why I like this guy. He is everything I want in a guy. Except for the whole not returning my phone calls and what not. We were just laying there talking about things when I had mentioned the upcoming wedding reception of Liz & Miguel. I had mentioned to him that I originally wanted him to come with to make the ex jealous. He said he would love to come w/ him. Huh? What? I purposely didn't call him up to ask him to come with me because I figured he wouldn't want to. And now he is laying here saying he would want to come with me. I was a little shocked. As we laid there I almost started crying. Why does he have to be this awesome, yet a total jerk some days. Sigh.
The next day at Bockfest, it was a sea of hot yummy boys to look at. Starting my drinking at noon is always a good day for me! I met up w/ my friend Katie and a few of my family members and friends. We stood outside w/ 20 degree weather drinking big mugs of beer. Life doesn't get much better than this. Towards the end of Bockfest, I found Liz & Miguel. We talked for a bit about Stupid Boy and what not, where of course she says "I'm so glad you didn't get back together w/ him" Umm yes, me too. I started talking to their friend Mike. He was a decent enough guy talking. Towards the end of the conversation he did the "we should hang out, what's your number?" Me getting a wee bit past tipsy at this point gave it to him. As soon as I did I thought to myself, "why the heck am I giving him my number? I have absolutely no desire to hang out w/ him" but there I was rattling off my number. We departed ways when I started talking to another one of Miguel and Liz's friends. I want to say his name was Kevin...umm sure. Now this guy was cute and funny. I started working my drunk charm when I asked if he had a girlfriend. He said no he didn't have a girlfriend, but he did have a wife. Ohhhhhhhh. And of course at this point I make a beeline out of there and look for my friend Katie.
Upon finding Katie, it appeared her and I were both fully drunk. She said Travis was coming to pick her up and they were going to eat and asked if I wanted to come with. Of course I needed something in my stomach. She said that it was going to be Travis, Shady Matt and Josh. GREAT. How is my luck that they are bringing Shady Matt?!?!? I said I was fine w/ the situation. We get in the car and there is Shady Matt sitting in the front. I'm drunk enough at this point that I don't care. And he can't see me glaring at him.
We go to dinner at the Great Dane and I get to sit right across from him. It's not like I'm heart broken over this guy or anything. It's just, he did a super shady thing to me. Had he just called me up and said "I'm just not that into you" I'd be fine. But ya don't stop calling someone and uninvited them to a hockey game when you know a ton of their friends and you are more than likely to run into the girl again. He didn't say much throughout dinner. I somehow managed to keep my cool till the end when I thought it would be a really good idea in my smart alack of a way to ask him about Colorado. Yeah. I asked and he answers in like two words. So, what do you do when you infuriate me even more? I then asked how that UW Men's hockey game was. I think you could hear the table go silent and just stare at him. What do I care at this point? I figured I might as well make him feel as uncomfortable as he can. He quickly got up and had to have a cigarette. When he came back, I could just smell the stank of cigarettes, and seeing as I hate that smell, I mentioned that it stunk in here now. I'm an up front honest person, put a few beers in me and I will be even more up front. Now seeing as he pissed me off, the real bitch will come out. After sitting there for a bit, he said he was going to wait outside for us (aww did I scare him?) I took my time finishing my supper. It's to bad he was sitting out there in 20 degree weather...really...haha...so we finally left and on the way back Shady Matt gets a call from of course what I presume is a girl. He tries to play it cool w/ this girl and asks if she wants to hang out later. I think she declined because the conversation quickly ended after that.
I got home at about 6:30pm and did my normal drunk dial of Ray. I then fell asleep by 7pm and woke up at 10pm, feeling like crap.
I ran 5 miles yesterday and then devoured 2 rows of Girl Scout cookies. Oops!
Upcoming fun events this week for me:
Doctors appointment Wednesday-OK that is not exciting
Thursday night-1/2 price margaritas for a friends bday
Friday night-UW Men's Hockey game-girls night out!
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
So, what does a Catholic girl like me do on Fat Tuesday>?
Go to Tutto Pasta for dinner. Italy is close enough to New Orleans...right? Ehh ok probably not. But, when we arrived we realized it was 1/2 price bottle wine night. Oh this sounds like an awesome deal on a Tuesday. I went to dinner w/ my friend Tina, who I met when she was 17 and I was 20. We worked at the Country Inn & Suites together and have been friends since. It's crazy to think that we are 26 and 23 now too. Wow, we got old. Tina is one of my friends that is actually still single right now, so of course we have a ton to talk about.
After splitting two bottles of wine (yes that's 1 bottle per person) we left. While I'm not condoning my behavior in anyway, it's kind of funny to look back and see what I do after a bottle of wine.
I always find it is a good idea to call Ray after I have been drinking. I feel like he will want to talk to me when I'm buzzed. I called him and started chatting non stop and he quickly realized I was buzzed. I then started to yell at him. Sigh. I don't know why. I then of course hung up pissed off and decided to text Mike #2 to let him know guys suck. This then proceeds to texting back and fourth of my anger towards men (I mentioned something about the Shady Matt guy) Luckily, Mike #2's phone was dieing so he couldn't text me anymore! I then decided I should pack my lunch and breakfast for the next day. I also had to pack my gym bag for the next day because I promised M&M I would go to the gym in the morning. I did an OK job at all of the above except for a few minor details..
1. I made the coffee WAY to strong..
2. I put two tank tops in my bag for different options. Thank god, one tank top would not have gone with my outfit at all today.
3. Instead of putting clean socks in, I put some random dirty ones that didn't match. Luckily I can forgo socks today.
Not to bad! I was 5 minutes late for the working out, but I actually got up and made it to the gym and ran 3 miles. It was a decent run, cept for the first 15min I wanted to die. I think my body was saying "why the fk would you drink a bottle of wine"
Happy Hump Day!
After splitting two bottles of wine (yes that's 1 bottle per person) we left. While I'm not condoning my behavior in anyway, it's kind of funny to look back and see what I do after a bottle of wine.
I always find it is a good idea to call Ray after I have been drinking. I feel like he will want to talk to me when I'm buzzed. I called him and started chatting non stop and he quickly realized I was buzzed. I then started to yell at him. Sigh. I don't know why. I then of course hung up pissed off and decided to text Mike #2 to let him know guys suck. This then proceeds to texting back and fourth of my anger towards men (I mentioned something about the Shady Matt guy) Luckily, Mike #2's phone was dieing so he couldn't text me anymore! I then decided I should pack my lunch and breakfast for the next day. I also had to pack my gym bag for the next day because I promised M&M I would go to the gym in the morning. I did an OK job at all of the above except for a few minor details..
1. I made the coffee WAY to strong..
2. I put two tank tops in my bag for different options. Thank god, one tank top would not have gone with my outfit at all today.
3. Instead of putting clean socks in, I put some random dirty ones that didn't match. Luckily I can forgo socks today.
Not to bad! I was 5 minutes late for the working out, but I actually got up and made it to the gym and ran 3 miles. It was a decent run, cept for the first 15min I wanted to die. I think my body was saying "why the fk would you drink a bottle of wine"
Happy Hump Day!
Sunday, February 22, 2009
My Stupid Boy drama.....
"Life is a balance of holding on and letting go" I totally stole this quote from Keith Urban. As a ginormous Keith Urban fan, I will relate a ton of things back to him. Even my nickname for my horrible ex, Stupid Boy. The lyrics to Stupid Boy, fit perfectly to what he is and what he was to me. And as for the quote, I try really hard in life to live by it. To hold onto somethings and let some things go. So this brings me to why I'm in a pickle right now.
Stupid boy and I have been broken up for about 2 years. Ok, that's 2 years. March of 2007, he ended it w/ me claiming reasons why he didn't want to be w/ me. In the fall of 2006 he had broken up w/ me 23 times probably. Ok, I get the hint, he isn't into me. After we broke up in the spring, I looked back on our relationship and realized he was and asshole. A tried and true ASSHOLE. You would think w/ him being the one to break up w/ me, he would leave me alone. Nope. Not the case at all. From then on, he proceeded to drunk dial me every weekend. Email me. You name it, he bothered me. He wasn't nice when he bothered me either, he called me names like "you stupid bitch" (wait he was the one who dumped me right? RIGHT!) and so fourth. A year ago I will sadly admit I thought to give him another chance. Though w/ family and friends I realized that it was a huge mistake. He had thought it would be a good idea to email me. I let him have it, I ripped into him and told him to never talk to me again, blah blah, he was scum, and so on. Of course he wrote right back (dude did you not just see what I wrote to you?) while over the last year, contact from him as been minimal, there has still been contact. His cousin called me and wanted to know if I wanted to come out for his birthday. Really Beth? You think I would want to come out for his birthday. Ummmm hell to the NO! Then in the Fall, I so luckily ran into him at a Badger football game (he was on the side of the road making out w/ some chick too!). Where he was drunk and then walked by me at least 10 times glaring at me. And of course that made him think it would be a really good idea to call me and talk to me. He called me about 5 times that night wanted to talk. I didn't pick up my phone. Then on a random October night, I get a text from him saying "hi Boo (his old nickname for me) how are you?" And again, what the fk? Why are you contacting me?????? While, sure it's a bit flattering that someone loves me this much, it's a tad bit annoying. That was the last I had heard from him. You would think, my life would be simple now huh? Nope.
My dilemma right now is....during the time stupid boy and I had been together, he had introduced me to his friends. They were amazing people (don't know why they found such a douche bag like him) They were the cutest couple and just a few weeks ago they got married. While I haven't talked to his friends in a while (they moved to Texas and now are back) they were aware of what he had done/did to me. They agreed he was a moron. Last week, I invited them to Bockfest, this awesome beer festival. Then they invited me to their wedding reception that was going to be a casual event here. Of course on the guest list is stupid boy. When I got the invite, he hasn't RSVPED yet to it. I sat there staring at the guest list. I couldn't RSVP just yet. I consulted a ton of my friends and asked them what to do. Some said go, some said don't go. The main reason I don't go is because I don't want him to start to contact me again. Anytime he sees me, he feels the need to contact me. I don't want that. But then part of me sits there and thinks, why he is still controlling my life after 2 years? It's been 2 years, if I want to go to a mutual friends wedding reception, I shouldn't have to sit there and think about and worry about him being there. But that's the reality of it. I do have to worry. On Friday they had sent another evite thing reminding people they needed a head count. And there on the part that says who is coming. Stupid boy wrote "yes, I wouldn't miss it for the world. +1" Sooo he is coming and he is bringing someone. Great. I have no one. I could bring my friend Louise, she said she is more than willing to come with me. But then my girl brain took over and thought to invite The Marine. This fine guy I dated, but then soon turned into a booty call. While him and I aren't in contact all the time, we will text once in a great while to see what's up. Visions of me and the Marine walking into the reception together made me happy. The Marine is a fine guy. Damn good looking. But am I only going to spite Stupid Boy? I don't know. If he wasn't going to be there, I'd go and bring Louise since I won't know anyone there but the couple and Stupid Boy. But he is going to be there. I'm stuck. I did already put that I was going. But I think I should not go. I need to not see him. And ironically the wedding reception is on our 2 year anniversary of being broke up.
I dunno what to do.........Life is a balance of holding on and letting go. Sigh.
Stupid boy and I have been broken up for about 2 years. Ok, that's 2 years. March of 2007, he ended it w/ me claiming reasons why he didn't want to be w/ me. In the fall of 2006 he had broken up w/ me 23 times probably. Ok, I get the hint, he isn't into me. After we broke up in the spring, I looked back on our relationship and realized he was and asshole. A tried and true ASSHOLE. You would think w/ him being the one to break up w/ me, he would leave me alone. Nope. Not the case at all. From then on, he proceeded to drunk dial me every weekend. Email me. You name it, he bothered me. He wasn't nice when he bothered me either, he called me names like "you stupid bitch" (wait he was the one who dumped me right? RIGHT!) and so fourth. A year ago I will sadly admit I thought to give him another chance. Though w/ family and friends I realized that it was a huge mistake. He had thought it would be a good idea to email me. I let him have it, I ripped into him and told him to never talk to me again, blah blah, he was scum, and so on. Of course he wrote right back (dude did you not just see what I wrote to you?) while over the last year, contact from him as been minimal, there has still been contact. His cousin called me and wanted to know if I wanted to come out for his birthday. Really Beth? You think I would want to come out for his birthday. Ummmm hell to the NO! Then in the Fall, I so luckily ran into him at a Badger football game (he was on the side of the road making out w/ some chick too!). Where he was drunk and then walked by me at least 10 times glaring at me. And of course that made him think it would be a really good idea to call me and talk to me. He called me about 5 times that night wanted to talk. I didn't pick up my phone. Then on a random October night, I get a text from him saying "hi Boo (his old nickname for me) how are you?" And again, what the fk? Why are you contacting me?????? While, sure it's a bit flattering that someone loves me this much, it's a tad bit annoying. That was the last I had heard from him. You would think, my life would be simple now huh? Nope.
My dilemma right now is....during the time stupid boy and I had been together, he had introduced me to his friends. They were amazing people (don't know why they found such a douche bag like him) They were the cutest couple and just a few weeks ago they got married. While I haven't talked to his friends in a while (they moved to Texas and now are back) they were aware of what he had done/did to me. They agreed he was a moron. Last week, I invited them to Bockfest, this awesome beer festival. Then they invited me to their wedding reception that was going to be a casual event here. Of course on the guest list is stupid boy. When I got the invite, he hasn't RSVPED yet to it. I sat there staring at the guest list. I couldn't RSVP just yet. I consulted a ton of my friends and asked them what to do. Some said go, some said don't go. The main reason I don't go is because I don't want him to start to contact me again. Anytime he sees me, he feels the need to contact me. I don't want that. But then part of me sits there and thinks, why he is still controlling my life after 2 years? It's been 2 years, if I want to go to a mutual friends wedding reception, I shouldn't have to sit there and think about and worry about him being there. But that's the reality of it. I do have to worry. On Friday they had sent another evite thing reminding people they needed a head count. And there on the part that says who is coming. Stupid boy wrote "yes, I wouldn't miss it for the world. +1" Sooo he is coming and he is bringing someone. Great. I have no one. I could bring my friend Louise, she said she is more than willing to come with me. But then my girl brain took over and thought to invite The Marine. This fine guy I dated, but then soon turned into a booty call. While him and I aren't in contact all the time, we will text once in a great while to see what's up. Visions of me and the Marine walking into the reception together made me happy. The Marine is a fine guy. Damn good looking. But am I only going to spite Stupid Boy? I don't know. If he wasn't going to be there, I'd go and bring Louise since I won't know anyone there but the couple and Stupid Boy. But he is going to be there. I'm stuck. I did already put that I was going. But I think I should not go. I need to not see him. And ironically the wedding reception is on our 2 year anniversary of being broke up.
I dunno what to do.........Life is a balance of holding on and letting go. Sigh.
This and that recap...
As my Sunday night is coming closer and closer to my bed time, I'm annoyed at the fact that I took a nap a bit ago. Now my sleep schedule shall be jacked up and I'll have to take sleeping pills. Blah. I hate that when I do that.
I figured I'd do a bit of a night cap of my weekend, the good, the bad and the boring really.
Friday night highlights:
1. Driving in the car w/ m&m (my friend Melissa) where we talked about the amount of guys we had made out w/-slept with. My number was a lot higher. A LOT higher.
2. The cute gas station attendant at the Speedway by my house. He complimented my Vera Wang (Yes, I'm name dropping) purse. Then told me to have a great night and stay warm. Who knows if it was exceptional customer service or he was just being really nice to me, I'll choose he was just being really nice to me.
3. Random text from my friend Tool from work. It said "I only tease you because I like you, I didn't want this drama. I guess this is goodbye" Without going into to much detail about him, he is a decent enough guy who I can talk to about things in life. He flirts w/ me, I'll flirt maybe once a week. I'm not into him at all. Not one bit. He is always claiming he has a crush on me, blah blah, yet he won't date me because we work together. Lately though he has been getting on my nerves though. He can be nice and normal and then all of a sudden make fun of me in a weird way that leaves me irritated. Friday during the day, we had been talking about one of our coworkers and how they sounded like Ralphie from the Simpsons. Then all of a sudden Tool says "You sound like Marge Simpson" huh? What the fk? Why would you say that to me? Yes, it's not the world's worst comment, but all week he has been just saying mean random stuff to me. So, I had had it. I emailed him back "Knock it off, you aren't funny, don't talk to me anymore" I didn't bother texting him back at all. If i had, he would have either said "haha, I was joking, I don't like you" or some other bull crap thing. I left it at that. We'll see what he says Monday.
Saturday:
1. Polar Plunge-Lake Monona-23 degrees. One word: COLD
2. Napped. Napped a ton.
Sunday:
1. Ran 4 miles. Felt amazing. When I have these runs, it reminds me of why I like running.
2. Talked to my friend Carol, who was one of the unfortunate ones to be let go from our job. It made me miss her a ton. She is an awesome person and friend.
I figured I'd do a bit of a night cap of my weekend, the good, the bad and the boring really.
Friday night highlights:
1. Driving in the car w/ m&m (my friend Melissa) where we talked about the amount of guys we had made out w/-slept with. My number was a lot higher. A LOT higher.
2. The cute gas station attendant at the Speedway by my house. He complimented my Vera Wang (Yes, I'm name dropping) purse. Then told me to have a great night and stay warm. Who knows if it was exceptional customer service or he was just being really nice to me, I'll choose he was just being really nice to me.
3. Random text from my friend Tool from work. It said "I only tease you because I like you, I didn't want this drama. I guess this is goodbye" Without going into to much detail about him, he is a decent enough guy who I can talk to about things in life. He flirts w/ me, I'll flirt maybe once a week. I'm not into him at all. Not one bit. He is always claiming he has a crush on me, blah blah, yet he won't date me because we work together. Lately though he has been getting on my nerves though. He can be nice and normal and then all of a sudden make fun of me in a weird way that leaves me irritated. Friday during the day, we had been talking about one of our coworkers and how they sounded like Ralphie from the Simpsons. Then all of a sudden Tool says "You sound like Marge Simpson" huh? What the fk? Why would you say that to me? Yes, it's not the world's worst comment, but all week he has been just saying mean random stuff to me. So, I had had it. I emailed him back "Knock it off, you aren't funny, don't talk to me anymore" I didn't bother texting him back at all. If i had, he would have either said "haha, I was joking, I don't like you" or some other bull crap thing. I left it at that. We'll see what he says Monday.
Saturday:
1. Polar Plunge-Lake Monona-23 degrees. One word: COLD
2. Napped. Napped a ton.
Sunday:
1. Ran 4 miles. Felt amazing. When I have these runs, it reminds me of why I like running.
2. Talked to my friend Carol, who was one of the unfortunate ones to be let go from our job. It made me miss her a ton. She is an awesome person and friend.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Why is it that I always run into the randoms I makeout with?
I mean really. Madison is a decent enough size city. I come from a smaller town, so I can expect do that when I go to the Piggly Wiggly, but if I go somewhere on the West side of Madison, I'm bound to recognize someone.
While the story tonight has no hilarious value whatsoever, it more has the funny of "huh, yeah I made out w/ him 8 months ago and now I'm going to pretend I don't know him" I went to the free Q106 concert tonight w/ my friend Melissa because she is a rock star and won us them. Sweet deal, free and check out a new and up in coming band. At the end of the concert we were waiting in line to get our pics taken w/ Lady Antebellum. I looked across the room and saw Tree Trunk. No clue how this Tim guy got the nickname Tree Trunk, but when I met him, my friend Marie said that was what everyone called him. Ummm. Right.
I had met Tree Trunk on a hot Friday night in the wonderful town of you guessed it...Cross Plains. At the end of June they have what's known as the Cross Plains Worlds fest or something along those lines. All I know is there is beer and a tent and I made my way out there. Tree Trunk and I locked eyes over a pitcher of beer. Romantic right? I started giving him crap for some reason (I had noticed he was a cute guy to look at and all) and he gave it right back to me. We didn't talk much longer because we decided enough w/ the beer tent, time to head to the bars. We went to Kurt's on Main (the place I once ran into my insurance agent and he was also the guy I used to babysit his kids, awkward because instead of being a normal person, just saying hi, I give him a hug. Who gives their insurance agent a hug?) When I had left the beer tent, I told Tree Trunk I was going to Kurt's and that he should come. He magically appeared at Kurt's on Main shortly after we arrived. I somehow got seated w/ some lame girl I used to go to high school w/ and was somewhat friends w/. Though trying to talk to her was like pulling teeth and I of course became very bored sitting there. Marie was getting bored too, so we decided to hit up Monks Retreat. Marie headed out one door and I spotted Tree Trunk at the other side of the bar. I quickly wanted to just say good bye to him. I went over and said good bye and he had this sad look that I was leaving. So I told him we were heading to Monks if he wanted to come. He said yeah. I honestly didn't think he would. We went out the other door to find Marie and completely lost her. I have no idea how we did it, but I couldn't find her. What do you do when you can't find your friend who you are supposed to be following to the next bar? Start making out w/ the guy next to the Black Earth Creek of course!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Haha, Tree Trunk was a good kisser too. Though it was weird having people walking by us as we made out. He totally kept laying on the charm of "I don't think I have ever met someone as cool as you are/you have amazing eyes/you are great" Very nice things to say to me, but dude ya just met me and I have a feeling the Coors Lite is doing the talking. We procceeded to keep making out and heading towards Monks. We finally got down to Monks and of course Marie was there, haha oops! Tree Trunk said he hated Monks and wanted to leave. I had reached the point of I just wanted to go to bed, so Tree Trunk said he would take me back to my car. We get back to my car and he starts to say how great it was to meet me and he really wants me to come to his house to "hang out" right. I told him I'd come over but I would only make out, no more. He suddenly said he had to get up early the next day and it probably wasn't a good idea for me to come over. (really, cuz you just spent the last 20min convincing me to come over and now you have to get up early the next day) He then did the whole "I'll call you tomorrow and we will hang out" uhh huhh.
Shockingly, he never called! I did see him at Waunafest later in the summer, though he didn't see me. Then tonight I see him. I have no idea if he even remembers me. I did my "look at the wall" when I walked by him. Oh and of course I text Marie to let her know he was there.
Aww, this post reminds me of summer and beer tents!
While the story tonight has no hilarious value whatsoever, it more has the funny of "huh, yeah I made out w/ him 8 months ago and now I'm going to pretend I don't know him" I went to the free Q106 concert tonight w/ my friend Melissa because she is a rock star and won us them. Sweet deal, free and check out a new and up in coming band. At the end of the concert we were waiting in line to get our pics taken w/ Lady Antebellum. I looked across the room and saw Tree Trunk. No clue how this Tim guy got the nickname Tree Trunk, but when I met him, my friend Marie said that was what everyone called him. Ummm. Right.
I had met Tree Trunk on a hot Friday night in the wonderful town of you guessed it...Cross Plains. At the end of June they have what's known as the Cross Plains Worlds fest or something along those lines. All I know is there is beer and a tent and I made my way out there. Tree Trunk and I locked eyes over a pitcher of beer. Romantic right? I started giving him crap for some reason (I had noticed he was a cute guy to look at and all) and he gave it right back to me. We didn't talk much longer because we decided enough w/ the beer tent, time to head to the bars. We went to Kurt's on Main (the place I once ran into my insurance agent and he was also the guy I used to babysit his kids, awkward because instead of being a normal person, just saying hi, I give him a hug. Who gives their insurance agent a hug?) When I had left the beer tent, I told Tree Trunk I was going to Kurt's and that he should come. He magically appeared at Kurt's on Main shortly after we arrived. I somehow got seated w/ some lame girl I used to go to high school w/ and was somewhat friends w/. Though trying to talk to her was like pulling teeth and I of course became very bored sitting there. Marie was getting bored too, so we decided to hit up Monks Retreat. Marie headed out one door and I spotted Tree Trunk at the other side of the bar. I quickly wanted to just say good bye to him. I went over and said good bye and he had this sad look that I was leaving. So I told him we were heading to Monks if he wanted to come. He said yeah. I honestly didn't think he would. We went out the other door to find Marie and completely lost her. I have no idea how we did it, but I couldn't find her. What do you do when you can't find your friend who you are supposed to be following to the next bar? Start making out w/ the guy next to the Black Earth Creek of course!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Haha, Tree Trunk was a good kisser too. Though it was weird having people walking by us as we made out. He totally kept laying on the charm of "I don't think I have ever met someone as cool as you are/you have amazing eyes/you are great" Very nice things to say to me, but dude ya just met me and I have a feeling the Coors Lite is doing the talking. We procceeded to keep making out and heading towards Monks. We finally got down to Monks and of course Marie was there, haha oops! Tree Trunk said he hated Monks and wanted to leave. I had reached the point of I just wanted to go to bed, so Tree Trunk said he would take me back to my car. We get back to my car and he starts to say how great it was to meet me and he really wants me to come to his house to "hang out" right. I told him I'd come over but I would only make out, no more. He suddenly said he had to get up early the next day and it probably wasn't a good idea for me to come over. (really, cuz you just spent the last 20min convincing me to come over and now you have to get up early the next day) He then did the whole "I'll call you tomorrow and we will hang out" uhh huhh.
Shockingly, he never called! I did see him at Waunafest later in the summer, though he didn't see me. Then tonight I see him. I have no idea if he even remembers me. I did my "look at the wall" when I walked by him. Oh and of course I text Marie to let her know he was there.
Aww, this post reminds me of summer and beer tents!
