A revenge date....
Tonight I went to a Halloween party that has been planned for months. The guy makes his place look like a castle. This year he made a moat. A fucking moat. Yeah.
So after the zombie wedding, I did not want to go alone, knowing Michael may very well bring this chick. I have been talking to people online. One guy and I have progressed to texts and one phone conversation. So I invited him. I liked him well enough online and via text, so I figured it'd be okay, fun even. So, yes, I invited him kind of out of revenge.
Unfortunately he didn't have a costume! As someone who has a variety of props and hats and costume pieces, I just could not have that. I made him come over early so we could try to costume him. I ended up just doing some sort of dead make up. Pale face, dark eyes, dark contouring, the usual.
We went to Gor's Castle (aka JD's place). Brett (that's his name) met many of my friends. We talked, hung out, smoked, drank. Michael did show up. Late. Alone. I actually did not quite recognize him at first, too, his costume was so good. Gunter, if I spelled that correctly, is an amazing German (maybe?) singer. Look it up. Anyways, he was alone, possibly because he was asked why he was such a dick about it at the wedding, bringing this chick without warning ANYONE.
I had to leave by 1, but we left later...love that I have a midterm test in the morning. We drove back to my place. On the way Brett asked if I had dated another dude there, because the vibe was weird. I had to tell him no, that vibe was weird because I fucking hate Kevin. But I had to out myself as having a different ex there....
Anyways, we get back to my place, and linger on the sidewalk. He asks if the night was over. Apologetically I tell him yes, I have class early. He said he had fun, he'd like to hang out again, if I do. Well, yeah, by that time I'd had a really good time with him. So he kissed me. It was really sweet, somewhat chaste, but still. A first goodnight kiss. I had been talking to him online since maybe July, so I would have met him eventually anyways. BUT this was initially a date of revenge, so I find it kind of funny that I'm just a little giddy right now. Especially considering how awful I have felt for the past few weeks. What goes down, must come up, right? Or at least that's what she said.
So after the zombie wedding, I did not want to go alone, knowing Michael may very well bring this chick. I have been talking to people online. One guy and I have progressed to texts and one phone conversation. So I invited him. I liked him well enough online and via text, so I figured it'd be okay, fun even. So, yes, I invited him kind of out of revenge.
Unfortunately he didn't have a costume! As someone who has a variety of props and hats and costume pieces, I just could not have that. I made him come over early so we could try to costume him. I ended up just doing some sort of dead make up. Pale face, dark eyes, dark contouring, the usual.
We went to Gor's Castle (aka JD's place). Brett (that's his name) met many of my friends. We talked, hung out, smoked, drank. Michael did show up. Late. Alone. I actually did not quite recognize him at first, too, his costume was so good. Gunter, if I spelled that correctly, is an amazing German (maybe?) singer. Look it up. Anyways, he was alone, possibly because he was asked why he was such a dick about it at the wedding, bringing this chick without warning ANYONE.
I had to leave by 1, but we left later...love that I have a midterm test in the morning. We drove back to my place. On the way Brett asked if I had dated another dude there, because the vibe was weird. I had to tell him no, that vibe was weird because I fucking hate Kevin. But I had to out myself as having a different ex there....
Anyways, we get back to my place, and linger on the sidewalk. He asks if the night was over. Apologetically I tell him yes, I have class early. He said he had fun, he'd like to hang out again, if I do. Well, yeah, by that time I'd had a really good time with him. So he kissed me. It was really sweet, somewhat chaste, but still. A first goodnight kiss. I had been talking to him online since maybe July, so I would have met him eventually anyways. BUT this was initially a date of revenge, so I find it kind of funny that I'm just a little giddy right now. Especially considering how awful I have felt for the past few weeks. What goes down, must come up, right? Or at least that's what she said.