It all started with feeding the cats twice a day...
I treated Aly well. At least, I thought I did. I didn't cheat, with any part of my body. I made friends with her friends, integrated our social circles, made her feel included, put her happiness above mine and did nothing to hurt her, but that wasn't enough. Apparently I helped her come to some conclusions about herself, that she has a habit of sleeping with friends; even though she's not looking, sometimes trouble finds her. I was aware that everything was spiraling downwards, that we argued more about inconsequential things (Mac vs. Windows was a big one, so was LA Fitness vs. Pure Fitness), but she still made plans with me 2 weeks ago to hang out, she wanted to get laid and finish the 3rd season of Doctor Who, and we had plans to go see the new Harry Potter movie first thing in the morning... so I went to her place, let myself in and waited for her, chatting with her on her computer while she was at work.
She comes home, gives me a hug, then sits me down on the couch and says I'm about to hate her, but we need to talk. She says that she just wants to be friends, which I'm okay with, since that's basically what we were, friends with benefits. She then acts like she never wants to see me again, she gets up and changes her clothes with her door closed, and wants to drive me home immediately, and takes back her housekey and makes me get my toothbrush and deodorant and spare clothes out of her place. I'm kinda shocked by that, since we slept together as friends for at least a month before actually making our "relationship" official on FaceBook. Even then, we had actually shared a bed without sleeping together before, as friends too. She also invited one of her other friends to Harry Potter, giving her my ticket, which is kinda messed up. Anyway.
So we go to Fresh and Easy, to get some food. On the way, she keeps talking about how she's never gonna sleep with me again even if she's drunk, and she recognized her pattern of sleeping with friends and she's still not ready for a relationship, et cetera. We head to my place, watch a single disc of Doctor Who, and she leaves, saying she's tired. We still say we're gonna be friends, but the next day, I head up with Patrick to go create a TweedleDum costume for Becky's birthday party that was Alice themed. We get matching shirts and socks and pants and everything, shave our heads, and get a couple beers. I spend that night totally snookered, and pull an Edison (when someone gives me cold water, i throw up). I talk about the new Wheel of Time book with Becky for at least a half hour (oddly, Anthony showed up with her too, after he broke up with her, saying that it was too easy to use her, and she enabled him or some junk, I can't remember. All I know is that it's none of my business anymore) and end up kissing her goodbye. Chastely, of course, I'm a gentleman. I also caused a lot more chaos that doesn't need to be spoken of here. Really, if I'm allowed to have a drink, I shouldn't be allowed to have a phone... or be allowed near cute girl's behinds.
A week goes by, Aly still emails me every morning, like nothing happened, complaining of her menstrual cramps, how her uterus hates her, how she doesn't want to use a nuvaring, etc. We try to make plans to hang out but our schedules don't line up. Another week passes, emailing the same as before, and last night, I make plans to hang out with Pat. Aly had set herself a limit of no drinking until New Year's, since it's just empty calories and she's trying to lose weight. Anyway, so Aly texts me last night, drunk on gin and saying how she wanted to come hang out with us but she was too drunk, and the only thing stopping her from having sex with me was that and her bleeding vagina.
I'm confused, like, am I a booty call for her now? She said, sober, that she was never gonna sleep with me again. She's not even horny when she's on her period. What was that? Another text message had her planning to come over here at about 5 or 6pm for another disc of the Doctor, if I couldn't make to her place in the afternoon so we could finally see HP together. I wake up to a text from her being sober again and canceling all the plans we had. I sighed, because that's exactly what I thought would happen. S'okay, I've been propositioned by at least 2 other girls that I know of (sometimes it's hard to determine if a girl likes you or not because they don't come right out and say it).
and then today, the townhouses were all evacuated (as was the preschool/daycare on the corner), and there were at least 8 police cars, a swat hummer, a fire truck, 3 ambulances, k9 unit and negotiator, all because the guy in #1 was involved in some domestic assault, like there was a family fight. I didn't see anyone arrested, but there were riot shields and a guy on a bullhorn. http://i54.twitgoo.com/mj34ib.jpg
She comes home, gives me a hug, then sits me down on the couch and says I'm about to hate her, but we need to talk. She says that she just wants to be friends, which I'm okay with, since that's basically what we were, friends with benefits. She then acts like she never wants to see me again, she gets up and changes her clothes with her door closed, and wants to drive me home immediately, and takes back her housekey and makes me get my toothbrush and deodorant and spare clothes out of her place. I'm kinda shocked by that, since we slept together as friends for at least a month before actually making our "relationship" official on FaceBook. Even then, we had actually shared a bed without sleeping together before, as friends too. She also invited one of her other friends to Harry Potter, giving her my ticket, which is kinda messed up. Anyway.
So we go to Fresh and Easy, to get some food. On the way, she keeps talking about how she's never gonna sleep with me again even if she's drunk, and she recognized her pattern of sleeping with friends and she's still not ready for a relationship, et cetera. We head to my place, watch a single disc of Doctor Who, and she leaves, saying she's tired. We still say we're gonna be friends, but the next day, I head up with Patrick to go create a TweedleDum costume for Becky's birthday party that was Alice themed. We get matching shirts and socks and pants and everything, shave our heads, and get a couple beers. I spend that night totally snookered, and pull an Edison (when someone gives me cold water, i throw up). I talk about the new Wheel of Time book with Becky for at least a half hour (oddly, Anthony showed up with her too, after he broke up with her, saying that it was too easy to use her, and she enabled him or some junk, I can't remember. All I know is that it's none of my business anymore) and end up kissing her goodbye. Chastely, of course, I'm a gentleman. I also caused a lot more chaos that doesn't need to be spoken of here. Really, if I'm allowed to have a drink, I shouldn't be allowed to have a phone... or be allowed near cute girl's behinds.
A week goes by, Aly still emails me every morning, like nothing happened, complaining of her menstrual cramps, how her uterus hates her, how she doesn't want to use a nuvaring, etc. We try to make plans to hang out but our schedules don't line up. Another week passes, emailing the same as before, and last night, I make plans to hang out with Pat. Aly had set herself a limit of no drinking until New Year's, since it's just empty calories and she's trying to lose weight. Anyway, so Aly texts me last night, drunk on gin and saying how she wanted to come hang out with us but she was too drunk, and the only thing stopping her from having sex with me was that and her bleeding vagina.
I'm confused, like, am I a booty call for her now? She said, sober, that she was never gonna sleep with me again. She's not even horny when she's on her period. What was that? Another text message had her planning to come over here at about 5 or 6pm for another disc of the Doctor, if I couldn't make to her place in the afternoon so we could finally see HP together. I wake up to a text from her being sober again and canceling all the plans we had. I sighed, because that's exactly what I thought would happen. S'okay, I've been propositioned by at least 2 other girls that I know of (sometimes it's hard to determine if a girl likes you or not because they don't come right out and say it).
and then today, the townhouses were all evacuated (as was the preschool/daycare on the corner), and there were at least 8 police cars, a swat hummer, a fire truck, 3 ambulances, k9 unit and negotiator, all because the guy in #1 was involved in some domestic assault, like there was a family fight. I didn't see anyone arrested, but there were riot shields and a guy on a bullhorn. http://i54.twitgoo.com/mj34ib.jpg
