bored...
So I've officially been promoted to every-other-Monday-afternoon-bartender! (Hey, for those of you in the foodservice industry, you know this is a big deal even though it doesn't seem like it) I have yet to leave with more than $20 in tips, but I guess I can't really expect too much more than that on a slow day like Monday. Anyway, Kevin threw the L-bomb at me not too long ago and I responded with, "You don't mean that," but I knew he did. So I playfully said it wouldn't count and we could start over like nothing ever happened. But then I made the mistake of getting drunk last night and calling Kevin and chucking the L-word right back at him. You know those times when you're really into somebody and everything seems to be going great and you just want to tell them you love them? Okay, maybe that only applies to me and my f*ed up view of life, but it seemed like the right thing to do at the time. Now that I said it I'll probably take it back when I see him today. I've been really emotional the past couple of days so it'll totally make sense when I tell him. The thing that started all this, though, was Saturday night when this trampy looking blonde came into 309 and stopped Kevin while he was working to talk to him. I jokingly said, "You WILL tell me who that bitch is!" when, unbeknownst to me, that girl was really Vanessa, Kevin's next-door neighbor who he hooked up with before he and I got together. (Still un-exclusive, though) He never introduced me or anything, and she stopped him again as I was leaving for the night and I decided to plant one on him right in front of her. He jerked away and all I got was his cheek and she glared at me like a third wheel would. That night he was really quiet on the phone and I didn't bring up the situation at all until Sunday when he came over and we finally talked about it. Fragile little me, I confronted him about it and what followed was a total shock. Kevin's response was completely unexpected and I feel bad for not just letting him come to me about it. He said that he and Vanessa had talked earlier Sunday afternoon for like, 2 hours, and she basically used that time to tell him off and say how she felt badly for him for losing her to someone like me. Kevin told her that what she said offended him because it had to do with me and I felt so stupid for doubting him. Granted, we're only going to get so close to one another, but for now he's the only one I'm seeing and I'm actually kind of scared to date random people. I have a knack for going out with people I'm friends with first and then sucking up all their time. lol Anyway, I was so emotional at the time that I started to cry and then we went to Macado's for some food and much needed alcohol, where Kevin proceeded to give me PDA the whole time. He's so shy that I think it's adorable when he does stuff like that. Well for now I'll shut up. Besides, Lucifer is sprawled across my lap and if I stop petting him to type he'll claw me. Nice, huh?