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queer for christ (10:49:31 PM): Whats up maguck?
TappyGotJuice (10:49:41 PM): uh
TappyGotJuice (10:49:44 PM): weirdest day ever
queer for christ (10:49:51 PM): tentacle weird?
TappyGotJuice (10:50:02 PM): FUNNY YOU SHOULD ASK THAT
TappyGotJuice (10:50:06 PM): ACTUALLY, YES
TappyGotJuice (10:50:12 PM): TENTACLES WERE INVOLVED DUDE
queer for christ (10:50:27 PM): that is awesome.
TappyGotJuice (10:51:02 PM): barely
queer for christ (10:51:25 PM): barely awesome is still awesome.
so, things have NOT been going well with randy. and while he was in the shower this morning, i was trying to figure out the best way to break up with him.
he decided that we should spend our day together HANGING OUT WITH HIS FRIEND. and then meeting brandon for SUSHI. he knows i don't eat sushi.
i was kind of pissed.
whatever. bobak and randy and i show up at the restaurant- brandon hasn't arrived yet. randy says something about sitting at the sushi bar. and i'm like, 'uhh, wouldn't you rather sit at a TABLE so you can make eye contact wiht your FRIENDS instead of staring at tentacles through a glass display case?' and he's like, 'well... i WANTED to sit at the bar. but i guess, who cares what i want?'
uhm, how old are you?
so we sit down. and who shows up? seriously. could the situation be any more awkward? brandon and i have had a weird relationship for three years, then we did it a few times, then i started dating randy, and now randy and i are fighting... so of course, by some strange LAW, another former lover must magically appear. chris [zombieboyfriend!] walks in.
dude. i've been intimate with three people in this restaurant. and there aren't that many people here to begin with.
i re-introduce brandon to chris. brandon pretends not to remember where he met chris. 'zombie prom,' i remind him. 'and chris was with me ALL DAY on my birthday... but, oh wait! you weren't there at all, even for a little bit!'
dinner is awful. i hug chris goodbye. and everyone goes separate ways. then randy calls me to ask me if i told bobak i was breaking up with him. i said, 'well, what happened is bobak said you were being an ass, i said i agreed, and then i said i was about done.' then we had a little spat. and now i am writing a breakup e-mail.
and then chris calls me drunk, asks me what's wrong, tells me i'm awesome and that he misses me, and that we should hang out ALL DAY tomorrow. we're totally not hooking up, ever. because i'm pretty sure i'm done with dudes FOR-EV-ERRRRR. i'm either a flat-out dyke or i'm celibate. not sure which.
chris visited me at work a few weeks ago. we had lunch together, but he didn't eat. he just sat across from me and charmingly gazed at me while i inhaled a grilled cheese sandwich. then a few nights later, he called and invited himself to stay overnight at my place because he was wasted [???] that was the night before i was flying home to see nana before she passed. so i was like, 'dude. no.' i think he called me while i was there to see how i was doing. then i called him back when i got back to san francisco. and then we didn't speak again... until today.
uhm... weird.
i guess the good thing is that whether i'm celibate or lesbian, it's still totally acceptable to cuddle at the park. [AT THE PARK! CAN WE GO TO THE PARK?!] cuddling doesn't cross any boundaries. neither does you buying me booze. and ice cream. just saying.
whatever. anyways, i'm receiving food stamps and unemployment benefits. i'm on the hunt for a super awesome job, but it's nice to know that uncle sam is going to help a sistah out in her time of uncertainty.
TappyGotJuice (10:49:41 PM): uh
TappyGotJuice (10:49:44 PM): weirdest day ever
queer for christ (10:49:51 PM): tentacle weird?
TappyGotJuice (10:50:02 PM): FUNNY YOU SHOULD ASK THAT
TappyGotJuice (10:50:06 PM): ACTUALLY, YES
TappyGotJuice (10:50:12 PM): TENTACLES WERE INVOLVED DUDE
queer for christ (10:50:27 PM): that is awesome.
TappyGotJuice (10:51:02 PM): barely
queer for christ (10:51:25 PM): barely awesome is still awesome.
so, things have NOT been going well with randy. and while he was in the shower this morning, i was trying to figure out the best way to break up with him.
he decided that we should spend our day together HANGING OUT WITH HIS FRIEND. and then meeting brandon for SUSHI. he knows i don't eat sushi.
i was kind of pissed.
whatever. bobak and randy and i show up at the restaurant- brandon hasn't arrived yet. randy says something about sitting at the sushi bar. and i'm like, 'uhh, wouldn't you rather sit at a TABLE so you can make eye contact wiht your FRIENDS instead of staring at tentacles through a glass display case?' and he's like, 'well... i WANTED to sit at the bar. but i guess, who cares what i want?'
uhm, how old are you?
so we sit down. and who shows up? seriously. could the situation be any more awkward? brandon and i have had a weird relationship for three years, then we did it a few times, then i started dating randy, and now randy and i are fighting... so of course, by some strange LAW, another former lover must magically appear. chris [zombieboyfriend!] walks in.
dude. i've been intimate with three people in this restaurant. and there aren't that many people here to begin with.
i re-introduce brandon to chris. brandon pretends not to remember where he met chris. 'zombie prom,' i remind him. 'and chris was with me ALL DAY on my birthday... but, oh wait! you weren't there at all, even for a little bit!'
dinner is awful. i hug chris goodbye. and everyone goes separate ways. then randy calls me to ask me if i told bobak i was breaking up with him. i said, 'well, what happened is bobak said you were being an ass, i said i agreed, and then i said i was about done.' then we had a little spat. and now i am writing a breakup e-mail.
and then chris calls me drunk, asks me what's wrong, tells me i'm awesome and that he misses me, and that we should hang out ALL DAY tomorrow. we're totally not hooking up, ever. because i'm pretty sure i'm done with dudes FOR-EV-ERRRRR. i'm either a flat-out dyke or i'm celibate. not sure which.
chris visited me at work a few weeks ago. we had lunch together, but he didn't eat. he just sat across from me and charmingly gazed at me while i inhaled a grilled cheese sandwich. then a few nights later, he called and invited himself to stay overnight at my place because he was wasted [???] that was the night before i was flying home to see nana before she passed. so i was like, 'dude. no.' i think he called me while i was there to see how i was doing. then i called him back when i got back to san francisco. and then we didn't speak again... until today.
uhm... weird.
i guess the good thing is that whether i'm celibate or lesbian, it's still totally acceptable to cuddle at the park. [AT THE PARK! CAN WE GO TO THE PARK?!] cuddling doesn't cross any boundaries. neither does you buying me booze. and ice cream. just saying.
whatever. anyways, i'm receiving food stamps and unemployment benefits. i'm on the hunt for a super awesome job, but it's nice to know that uncle sam is going to help a sistah out in her time of uncertainty.