Okay, so another funny thing happened at my party. There was this guy that showed up with the second band to play. He walked up to me and my friends, smoothly, and introduced himself. He already seemed a little drunk. An hour later, he introduced himself again to me. This time a little more drunk. After a conversation with a friend about how this is the guy that sits in the corner ready to pounce on any girl that looks at him. While I was walking in back into the house, I walked right by him and decided to give him a taste of his own medicine. It didn't work. He gave me a dirty look and walked away. I thought it was pretty funny though.
So as the evening progresses, this guy gets worse. He's making out with two girls all night. AND he thinks he's driving home at this point. No way. I'm not going to be responsible for that. So I made him stay. Which in turn I'm pretty sure gave him a bad idea of what was going to happen. So he slyly puts his arm around me and says something, I can't remember. But it made me say, "I'm not going to sleep with you though." He was totally taking aback from this statement. I think it was probably the first time anyone has said this to him.
Then, his band mate had been standing there for this moment and was also totally weirded out that I said that. I don't get why that's a weird thing to say. I didn't want him to think that by me saying he should stay was me telling him he should "stay". Get it?
So, my point is, what's wrong with being straight-forward?
Friday, January 16, 2009
"But I'm not going to sleep with you..."
Party
So the party was nice. Some good friends showed up. And oddly enough, a lot of people that said they'd be there were no shows. Such a bummer. Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful for the people that did come, but since I'm moving, I'm surprised that more of my friends weren't there. A lot of strangers were here this year also. And the cops came. Which totally bummed me out.
To top it all off some girl took charge and waited for the cops to leave to come back in to the party, alert us all that the band was going to play now and for all of us to be quiet... WTF? Seriously? I stood there totally confused and watched her walk away. After regaining my thoughts I walked over and grabbed her arm, I'm not sure why, but I felt it the best way to get her attention. As time goes by I want to punch her in the face more and more.
So while telling her no, I get pulled aside and somehow with his bullshit talk, convinces me to let them play. And now, once again, as time goes by, I get more and more annoyed at the fact that he made that party about his band playing, when it was not. I'm so disappointed that I gave in to that. No one was going to care if they played or not. Seriously. And the ones that did care, I didn't even know! So who gives a fuck if they left. Okay, that's a little harsh. I like his band, I've liked their old band. But why do people have to be such dicks!?
On a good note, sort of, I made vegan mac and cheeze that was gobbled right up. On a bad note, I made vegan mac & cheeze that was gobbled right up. I had one small serving. Also, I had made vegan chocolate chip cookies that some assholes that it would a good idea to put dog biscuits in to trick my drunk friends. They wasted half the fucking container of dog treats. Who were these people? It makes me glad I'm leaving.
Anyway, the last few days I've been staying at my friends house, a few days is an understatement. I've been here since Dec. 17th. A few days I've left, but for the most part I've been here playing with my friends. If you were at the party early, you saw them there. It was the guy and the girl with the 5 year old son.
Okay, I'm done ranting. So here are some photos:
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