Well, me and Henry are very different, in that I hate parties - even those arranged by geeks for geeks and Henry loves parties. But it wasn't the fact that he went to the party that bugged me, it was, well, everything that came after that.
I feel I have learnt a lesson - don't mix fandom with family. Only friends make it fun.
Yeah, I was kind of surprised. Henry can usually read me really well and tends to know what I'm thinking and feeling. However, this weekend, I think there was an impressive amount of fail going on.
And maybe some of it was my fault for not spelling out what I assumed with weekend would be like, but I kind of assumed that if I'd paid £300 for him to come to a convention with me, I'd not be exactly happy if he spent a good portion of it getting pissed and getting laid.
How he could have thought that I won't mind, I don't know. And how he couldn't have got that I was mad this morning because of it, I don't know.
I just said I was pissy because I couldn't sleep, I didn't say that I couldn't sleep because I was SO pissed with his behaviour.
And if it hadn't been his birthday, I'm pretty sure I would have said something, but I guess it's too late to say anything now. I just have to learn that going to things with Henry is probably not a good idea if I want to remain in good moods (which I kind of do).
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It's been a bizarre weekend, I can tell you. On the one hand, utterly shite and on the other completely brilliant.
Although, I think Tony Head is responsible for a lot of the brilliance *g*
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Moral of the story: keep family and fannish exploits separate if it is to be all fun.
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I feel I have learnt a lesson - don't mix fandom with family. Only friends make it fun.
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And maybe some of it was my fault for not spelling out what I assumed with weekend would be like, but I kind of assumed that if I'd paid £300 for him to come to a convention with me, I'd not be exactly happy if he spent a good portion of it getting pissed and getting laid.
How he could have thought that I won't mind, I don't know. And how he couldn't have got that I was mad this morning because of it, I don't know.
I just said I was pissy because I couldn't sleep, I didn't say that I couldn't sleep because I was SO pissed with his behaviour.
And if it hadn't been his birthday, I'm pretty sure I would have said something, but I guess it's too late to say anything now. I just have to learn that going to things with Henry is probably not a good idea if I want to remain in good moods (which I kind of do).
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