Aug 04, 2005 03:22
Well, what a shitty, shitty night... Went to my favorite bar, just like I do every wednesday night, for one final time before I leave town/go to school, I won't be back for a month at least... come out to go to the gas station... someone has cracked my windshield, from top to bottom... and best part? It's not MY windshield... it's my DAD'S windshield on his camry... fuck... then... drunk guy comes out of the bar, puking, slips in his own puke, gets up, starts walking to his car... there were no bouncers around, so I followed him to his car and made sure he wasn't gonna drive anywhere... he told me he just wanted to clean himself up, he'd call his wife to come get him... I hung out with him at his car for like 15 mins, just making sure he didn't drive, he sits in the car, door open, turns on the car for the AC... I'm leaning my hand up against his car, my phone rings, I answer it, while I'm distracted, he slams the door (almost got my hand, if I hadn't jerked it outta the way, I'd have had some broken fingers), and takes off... STUPID STUPID STUPID... I should have taken his keys, even though he was like 2x my size... And finally, I go to the bar every Wednesday to be the DD for my friends... my friends ditched me for two girls, b/c they had a chance at getting laid... one of the two has a girlfriend.. I feel bad for her, she's a nice girl, and he's a cheating asshole... But what I really don't understand is why all my friends put pussy first, and everything else second.. they really live by the whole "spend 9 months as a fetus trying to get out of it, and the rest of your life trying to get back into it" thing... Maybe it's just b/c I've never experienced it, and I have no idea how great it is or something, but I don't understand this uncontrollable urge to chase women... I mean, I think women are fun, but I'm looking for a woman I can spend time with, have fun with, conversate with, and just hang out with, not have to do anything in particular... they're all looking for the first girl that will go home with them after a few drinks... I guess I just resent that they'll ditch me anytime, anywhere, if there's even a slight possibility that they'll get into some girl's pants, no matter how skanky/whorish/dirty the girl may be... sometimes I could swear I'm the only sane guy on earth, but then I think that maybe I'M the insane one, and everyone else is normal... either way, I wouldn't ever want to change and be like them.... I'm gonna cut this short before I get all morose, cuz I have a tendency to do that when I'm tired... and I'm sorry to all the people whose friends pages I just completely and utterly demolished.... I'm too tired to look up how to LJ cut...
I'll be just fine, pretending I'm not...