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Went with Niamh to Quan's Rockin' Sushi in Orange...Club Thriller or something. It's an 80's dance club.

We met up with Rae and Midian a little later on. It was more fun hanging out with the kids than actually being at the club- bunch of dumb-ass scenesters anyway. Lame club, but had a good time anyway. Nobody even hit on us at all- the closest I got was some guy that kept telling me I had nice lips.

So, I'm feeling ok, hanging out with my homegirl, cruising with a STRONG vodka cranberry, laughing and talking, when who do I see?

None other than the ex's sister, who I used to see and hang out with a LOT. Like, almost as much as with Evan. She's a real sweetie. And of course, all of her friends were there (the ones I always bought beer for and picked up from parties when they were too drunk to drive). And of course, everyone knows what happened between me and the ex. So I have to put on my brave face and try to explain to Rika (his sis) what happened and how I'm feeling. She's pretty pissed off about the whole thing.
We talked for a little bit and it was comforting to know that he's pretty depressed and is moping around the house. He had been so flippant with me when we broke up I assumed he didn't give two shits about me. He had been quick to tell me about all his activities that he had planned that week. Rika told me later that he didn't do anything since we broke up and never leaves the house. I told her about the random phone call and she rolled her eyes and said, "He probably just wanted to hear your voice and talk to you because he was upset. You know how guys are. They can never admit how they feel about you." True.

But crap, that kinda killed my buzz for the rest of the night. I was all on my girl-power trip with Niamh all night and then it was just GONE. I was forced to look my former relationship in the face and it fucking sucked. The whole point of the night was to forget about him and then I had to be confronted with reminders of him everytime I saw Rika and her friends.

Yes, someone up there is laughing at me. Why else would these stupid things happen to me??

I guess I'm going to burlesque Friday. I kind of don't want to- the show doesn't sound all that appealing, but I want to meet some more people and all that. It will be a lot of driving, though. I'm taking AssGrabbingGhost to LAX in the the afternoon and I don't want to drive back down to LA later on that night...knowing my luck, one of Evan's friends or something will be there.

I want this as a tattoo...if you are awesome then you will know what it is...