Monday, November 21, 2011

I've come to a realization

I am a bad blogger.

I feel like there's so much I could say, yet my life has been incredibly boring lately. That being said, I have a lot of inner turmoil going on, so I'm sure I could come up with something to talk about. How about the fact that I literally did NOTHING useful from Friday evening up until this morning. The only people I saw were my parents (my dad for a whole two minutes, my mom whenever I was in the kitchen or she came into my room to chat). I slept like an old lady, and would pass out mid-show over and over again.

Oh wait, on Friday night, I did have a boy over. Here's the story of this guy. Let's call him HWizard. Don't even ask.

So HWizard and I met last year I think. We met online. That's how it all starts. It turns out, he went to college or something with B's cousin. Small world. I guess that's what happens when you play basketball. Anyway, we hooked up once (I think this was the only time I've been shnocked before 10am). I don't know how this happened, but I decided that drinking was a necessity. So we hooked up. Mid hook up, he gets a phone call. He says he has to go run and do something but he'll be back within an hour...uh OK. We got into a text "argument" and I deleted him for not coming back.

Fast forward to three or so weeks ago. He messages me again online.


Somehow we end up hooking up again. This is my life. These are the decisions I make. Welcome.

We got into a bit of a text "argument" on Tuesday again after I went to Instinct Magazine's man of the year party because I was a little tipsy and wanted to see him, and he was out of town playing ball...again. I was getting frustrated, because I wanted to add him to my regulars roster, but it wasn't happening.

Anyway, I saw him on Friday, he stayed until about noon on Saturday. There is so much I could say about the experience...it's been interesting. I haven't spoken to him since. I'm giving him the distance/space he needs. I know he'll be back.

SteelPans and I are currently "fighting". He made a "joke" about going to Atlantic City to gamble on Friday. I, naturally, responded with a snide remark such as "Oh, so that must mean you have the money you owe me if you have the money to go gambling with." This made SP not happy, not happy at all. He hasn't talked to me since. I apologized. Bummer.

In other news, I'm going to Jamaica. That's right. After weeks of ridiculous back and forth decision making, my parents convinced me I should go. I have a feeling this is going to happen a lot. They basically said that this is the time of my life to travel when there's nothing tying me to the city and that if I need it in the future, they will lend me money - if all is well for them financially.

I'm sure it'll be a good time. It's going to be a different trip than ones I've gone on before because it's only with one other person. Hopefully it'll be relaxing. Drinking to ensue. I hope that I remember to take pictures. I wish the other Canadians could come, but alas, they will probably be going in February, which I may be convinced to join them for.

All in all, my diet went to shit. Thanksgiving isn't stressing me out yet. Christmas is, because I have to buy gifts this year for the Mexican's family. I should probably get something for the Mexican too, or get him to agree to no gifts.

I watch too much TV. I talk to too many people via text, but haven't had a deep conversation in who knows how long. There's not much going on.

The end.

4 comments:

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B said...

I'm a bad blogger too! I always find after the summer once we get into the holidays, going out slows downs anyways. Have fund in Jamanica! You are so lucky, I ned a vacation right about now.

Gabs said...

Super jelly that you're about to go to Jamaica. Take me with you? Or at least send me a fifth of Jamaican rum. Tis the fucking season. Also, I'm an awful blogger too. Why do we suck?

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