It's been a few days since I last updated, and a big thanks to everyone who left a comment for my birthday. I set a new record at 8!
For the most part, my birthday and the whole weekend around it went pretty good. I ended up getting a nice pool cue with leather case, and a bit of spending money. I'm going to save as much as I can for my Dallas tattoo trip in mid October.
The only downside to the weekend came on late Saturday night. We all met up at Aaron's place to get drunk and hang out, and a new girl named Kara was going to join us. I knew that she had talked to both Aaron and Andrew before then, but I didn't know that Andrew saw the meeting as purely a chance for him and her to hook up. Well anyway, to explain the evening... she got lost but eventually made it out, and we all started drinking and talking. There's no point in lying, that me and Andrew both liked the girl. We ended up talking about it briefly to each other and we both made mention of it. He apparently really liked her, so I said... to be fair, since he did know her before (I think maybe 2 weeks tops) I would give him the first chance and wouldn't interfere, only to step in later after he fully had his chance, or never at all if it worked out. He agreed to this, and even said if they didn't click he would put in a good word for me. That was the last of the pleasantries though... we shook on that and were both happy with it, but he must have changed his mind really quickly.
So we go back outside, more smoking and drinking... and he is acting very strangely. Yes he was drunk as hell, but it wasn't just drunk I was seeing, it was desperate and wierd. He was acting like it was do or die and he would never have another chance. He was trying so hard that I'm surprised she didn't get in her car and leave. I kept to my word and never pursued anything, as I still am today, but throughout the night he got more and more hateful towards me. He was talking to me like he was pissed off, and he kept questioning everything I did and looking at me suspiciously. Considering I was already doing something I didn't enjoy, it made me pretty angry to be treated like a threat.
I don't want to go into any more detail because I want to keep some things private, but I did want to make mention of it since it was a big roadblock in my weekend of fun.
There's more to tell but I just suddenly got really tired, so I'll throw the rest into the next post. Sorry there weren't more happy things in this one.
For the most part, my birthday and the whole weekend around it went pretty good. I ended up getting a nice pool cue with leather case, and a bit of spending money. I'm going to save as much as I can for my Dallas tattoo trip in mid October.
The only downside to the weekend came on late Saturday night. We all met up at Aaron's place to get drunk and hang out, and a new girl named Kara was going to join us. I knew that she had talked to both Aaron and Andrew before then, but I didn't know that Andrew saw the meeting as purely a chance for him and her to hook up. Well anyway, to explain the evening... she got lost but eventually made it out, and we all started drinking and talking. There's no point in lying, that me and Andrew both liked the girl. We ended up talking about it briefly to each other and we both made mention of it. He apparently really liked her, so I said... to be fair, since he did know her before (I think maybe 2 weeks tops) I would give him the first chance and wouldn't interfere, only to step in later after he fully had his chance, or never at all if it worked out. He agreed to this, and even said if they didn't click he would put in a good word for me. That was the last of the pleasantries though... we shook on that and were both happy with it, but he must have changed his mind really quickly.
So we go back outside, more smoking and drinking... and he is acting very strangely. Yes he was drunk as hell, but it wasn't just drunk I was seeing, it was desperate and wierd. He was acting like it was do or die and he would never have another chance. He was trying so hard that I'm surprised she didn't get in her car and leave. I kept to my word and never pursued anything, as I still am today, but throughout the night he got more and more hateful towards me. He was talking to me like he was pissed off, and he kept questioning everything I did and looking at me suspiciously. Considering I was already doing something I didn't enjoy, it made me pretty angry to be treated like a threat.
I don't want to go into any more detail because I want to keep some things private, but I did want to make mention of it since it was a big roadblock in my weekend of fun.
There's more to tell but I just suddenly got really tired, so I'll throw the rest into the next post. Sorry there weren't more happy things in this one.
AND YAY for good birthdays!