Last Night: Made The Mistake Of..
Of picking up my Not-An-Ex and taking her with me to a DJ event in Southbridge. She spent a lot of the time before the party trying to act like she wasn't hitting on me but telling me that I'm the only person that she felt stupid about losing, which is amazing irony considering she spent the entire time we were together, reminding me that she wasn't interesting in being in a full relationship. At the party she proceeded to drink too much and made an ass of herself by trying to make out with a number of girls, and tried to give advice to one of that DJs that I am friends with suggesting that he would have a better career if he started producing music, after he got done playing a set that actually consisted of more than 50% original production material. I was tired at the end of the night. She wanted to go to an after party. She was drunk to the point of being semi functional and couldn't quite figure out what she wanted to do, besides "party more".
She tried to get me to drive her to an after party that was 2 hours out of the way (round trip) in Connecticut! I got her things out of my car and suggested she find someone else to go to an after party with. She explained that she can't go home because her roommates are kicking her out and that she was hoping to spend the night with me. She tried to kiss me on the lips when I was saying goodnight and kept asking if I was pissing her off. I said no because I didn't feel like arguing with her.
Today she calls me from a friends phone because her own cell phone got turned off due to non-payment. The phone belonged to the nice boy that drove her to the after party and then went out of his way to bring her back to Worcester, probably because he wants to get into her pants. She asked me if I was mad at her and then if I would come pick her up so she can stay over my place tonight. I told her I can't do that, and didn't feel like explaining why.
I'm sure she does miss me, but I'm also sure she is scrambling for a place to stay now that she is being kicked out of a place she hasn't paid rent at in 9 months. I know that if she comes over I won't be able to get rid of her. Everyone in the scene knows who she is but only because of her embarrassing behaviour. She pretends that her promotional activies will lead to steady income and leans on a never ending string of new guys to bail her life out.
She is rather attractive, and in all honesty kissing her soft lips is an experience that borders on the sublime, but there is no way to separate the good from the bad. She is hot, but she is also a hot mess. I think that evening has inspired me to give up sex for this month.
Conclusion: (As Usual) You can have anything you want, as long as you don't want it..