I'm a Debbie Downer today. Do you remember when I wrote about Nick here? Go ahead and take a look, because otherwise you're not going to understand anything I'm about to say.
Are we all caught up? Ok then. Guess who called me out of the blue Monday night? Yeah, you guessed it, Nick. Shocking since it's been what, 3 years since I last saw him? And at that time it was him screaming at me from across the courtroom telling me how much of a whore I was and that he wanted to kill me. Over 7 years since we were last together and he saw his kid. Well maybe I don't know that it was the last time he saw his kid. He's been known to be a creeper and sit places and quietly watch the chaos that is known as my life.
The call was strange to say the least. He really didn't have anything to say except for that a couple of people said that they thought he should call me. Immediately my Nick wall went up and I was nasty mean. I let it go on for a few minutes hoping he would just tell me why he was calling and be done with it. He wasn't going anywhere with the conversation, asking me about little E and not about his own child. When I asked if he wanted to know what was going on with Brandon, he said no, he already knew. Great, creeper..... Finally I told him I hoped his life was good in the trailer park and hung up the phone. I was totally baffled over the phone call and thought about it all night. It was so unlike him to interrupt my life. He has stayed away and respected my wishes to have nothing to do with him.
Yesterday morning curiosity got the best of me and I texted him. The following is a transcript from our conversation:
Me: I'm still totally puzzled as to why after this many years u called me yesterday.....
Him: Why puzzled?
Me: Becuz that's not like u
Him: Yea u know me so well
Me: I kno well enuf u've stayed out of the way this long
Him: What u don't remember tell'n me 2 leave becuz ur mom offered u money? What was it 3 or 4 g's?
Me: Doesn't matter now that I'm about to lose my house, now does it? It wasn't about the money, it was about how fucked up you were
Him: Sorry my learn'n to walk again was such a burden. last thing I wanted to do was hurt u guys in any way. i love and miss ALL of u every day of my life. I kno u don't care but truth is truth & U hurt me more than that car ever could. i would ask if u wanted anything but ur going to tell me to fuck off at the end anyway. my phone is dying
Him: I kno u hate me, u told me countless times. U told me once that u would have got 50 g's if I would have just fuck'n died. Sorry to disappoint u.
Him: Please don't b a bitch n tell me ho much u need so I can put as much as I can together. At the end of the day, it's about the boyz, not us.
Him: I'll call u when i charge my phone. Asshole out.
Him: I do love u guys no matter what u think u kno. Always have, always will
Me: (Finally getting a text in) I hate u becuz u made me the way I am now. All I ever wanted from u was 4 u 2 frow up & b w/me. U were the one person that loved me unconditionally. Did I fuck it up by walking away? Yeah, I probably did but there's only so much a person can deal w/ & that was my breaking point.
Him: Me leave'n is what u wanted and I respected ur decision & I always will
Me: Things are never going to change between me & u
Him: Maybe, but maybe not. I guess we'll never know.
Him: At any rate, I'm sorry
Me: WOW, two words I don't think I've ever heard out of ur mouth. The problem here is u're the only person who knows just how 2 play w/my emotions & I'm too fucked up right now to deal w/this whole situation.
Him: I'm not play'n w/u. if anyone knows that it's u. I'm dead serious. My phone is really die'n. Fish lips to ya.
Him: Take ur time, I ain't worth get'n bent out of shape over. C no matter what i want i seem 2 hurt u & i'm sorry, just relax & calm down please
Him: I'm sick of cry'n over u guys, sick 2 my stomach with love for all of u
Him: Please just give me a # so I can see what I can do and how much time I got, please
Me: It's too bad u didn't care when it mattered. It would take alot for me to ever trust u again. I don't want ur money, I've done ok without it this long.
Him: I'm sorry u feel that way, but it goes both ways. Just look at it as ur money, not mine & don't let ur pride get in the way, i kno u need the money and i'll try 2 do anything u ask short of jumping off a bridge
Him: U kno, it hurts deep when ur soulmate hates u n wishes u would have just died
Me: I'm sure it does
Him: U broke my heart in 5 pieces and i guess i still trust u
Him: U never kno, ur wish could be closer than u imaging
Him: (Sends me pic mail of himself) Look in my eyes and tell me i'm lie'n
Me: You look sick
Him: More than u kno
Him: What makes u think I want anything from u? I'm not ask'n for anything. I just wanted 2 say sorry b4 it's 2 late & I can't
Me: What's wrong with u?
After that, nothing. I sent one more text later in the evening and got no response. What the hell is going on? I'm so fucking confused right now. This boy absolutely knows how to play all of my emotions just right. The fact that he even said "fish lips" in there, which was one of our little things, just makes my heart hurt. What am I supposed to do? I can't get in touch with him and fear that something is really wrong. Why the hell would he tell me everything he did in that conversation, then end it that way if there wasn't something wrong, right?
Part of me wants to drive down to that trailer park and beat on the door and see what the hell is going on. Part of me wants to stay as far away as humanly possible. I have no idea what I should do, but it's eating away at me right now......
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Monday, May 24, 2010
Drunks In Wheelchairs and Blurry Boobs Part 2
The point of going clear up to my sister's bar on Friday night was that they were giving away Rock on The Range tickets. ROTR is a HUGE deal around here. I needed free tickets and it just so happened a guy in our group won tickets for both days and gave me his Sunday tickets. If you've followed me long, you know I'm a concert junkie. My list that I want to go to this year is already long.
Bret Michaels - which I'm sure is going to be canceled due to his health problems, but is mine & Nicole's FAVORITE summer concert. He puts on a high energy show and the people watching is second to none...
Scorpions & Cinderella - with my mom because I bought her tickets for Mother's Day and she wants me to go with her
Weezer - Because they're one of my ALL TIME favorites and they're actually coming to Columbus. Even better? They're coming to the Ohio State fair. OH.HELL.YEAH. Fair food and Weezer in the same night? Rock the fuck on!
Cypress Hill - Because who can resist sitting in a giant cloud of pot smoke all night?
Foreigner - Because if you can't tell, I love the 80's
Black Crowes - Still on the fence about this one. I saw them in concert last summer and they didn't play ANYTHING that was ever popular. When I go to a concert I wanna hear songs I know and can sing along to. Not so much with these guys, but if I can score free or cheap tickets, I'll probably go.
These are just the shows in town that I'm planning on going to. We'll see what else pops up, because I'm sure it's gonna be a killer summer for shows. Anyway, back to Rock on the Range....
Walking in one thing was pretty evident. People were worn the fuck out. Here it was 6pm on Sunday night of an event that started at noon on Saturday. Everyone was purple they were so sunburned. It looked like a massive homeless camp in the Columbus Crew soccer stadium. People were laying all over the place trying to be in the shade because of the 80+ temps.
We quickly found drinks and a seat and were enjoying the end of Slash's set. Damn, he's awesome. Before the end of the night we got to hear Seether, Rob Zombie and Limp Bizkit. I'll be real honest, all I wanted to hear was Rob Zombie and see if Limp could make the comeback. Rob didn't disappoint, Limp did. Well, I don't wanna say they disappointed necessarily, I just would have thought being the act to close out the whole weekend, Limp would have had a better stage show. They brought it musically, playing all their popular songs, it was just really lacking something that the Rob Zombie performance had. Oh well, no matter, it wasn't like we paid for the tickets, ya know?
And the people watching.... My God.... Fucking priceless..... Check it out. YES, I KNOW, some of them are super blurry, what can I say, I need a new camera and these chicks with their boobs out were a good 50 yards from us.... I'm going to have to start a new camera fund for as many pictures as I'm taking these days.... Enjoy.....
Bret Michaels - which I'm sure is going to be canceled due to his health problems, but is mine & Nicole's FAVORITE summer concert. He puts on a high energy show and the people watching is second to none...
Scorpions & Cinderella - with my mom because I bought her tickets for Mother's Day and she wants me to go with her
Weezer - Because they're one of my ALL TIME favorites and they're actually coming to Columbus. Even better? They're coming to the Ohio State fair. OH.HELL.YEAH. Fair food and Weezer in the same night? Rock the fuck on!
Cypress Hill - Because who can resist sitting in a giant cloud of pot smoke all night?
Foreigner - Because if you can't tell, I love the 80's
Black Crowes - Still on the fence about this one. I saw them in concert last summer and they didn't play ANYTHING that was ever popular. When I go to a concert I wanna hear songs I know and can sing along to. Not so much with these guys, but if I can score free or cheap tickets, I'll probably go.
These are just the shows in town that I'm planning on going to. We'll see what else pops up, because I'm sure it's gonna be a killer summer for shows. Anyway, back to Rock on the Range....
Walking in one thing was pretty evident. People were worn the fuck out. Here it was 6pm on Sunday night of an event that started at noon on Saturday. Everyone was purple they were so sunburned. It looked like a massive homeless camp in the Columbus Crew soccer stadium. People were laying all over the place trying to be in the shade because of the 80+ temps.
We quickly found drinks and a seat and were enjoying the end of Slash's set. Damn, he's awesome. Before the end of the night we got to hear Seether, Rob Zombie and Limp Bizkit. I'll be real honest, all I wanted to hear was Rob Zombie and see if Limp could make the comeback. Rob didn't disappoint, Limp did. Well, I don't wanna say they disappointed necessarily, I just would have thought being the act to close out the whole weekend, Limp would have had a better stage show. They brought it musically, playing all their popular songs, it was just really lacking something that the Rob Zombie performance had. Oh well, no matter, it wasn't like we paid for the tickets, ya know?
And the people watching.... My God.... Fucking priceless..... Check it out. YES, I KNOW, some of them are super blurry, what can I say, I need a new camera and these chicks with their boobs out were a good 50 yards from us.... I'm going to have to start a new camera fund for as many pictures as I'm taking these days.... Enjoy.....
Click to enlarge. That chick has HUUUUUUGE boobies
Between sets. Check out the metal they use to cover the field. It was presenting problems for the hookers and their stilettos....
Another view toward the stage
The largest real boobs I've ever seen....
WTF hair....
1980 called, they want their shirt back.....
I would have not wanted to be security for this concert. All they did all night was help people down once they got to the front of the crowd. There were at least 10 "surfers" at a time going through the crowd
Probably the smallest real boobies I've ever seen.....
Another WTF moment. Put on a freaking shirt dude....
Sunset at Crew Stadium
Did I have a good time? Hell yeah I did. And Josh got to experience something he's never done before..... A rock concert. I asked him why he agreed to come with me, because he did it without any hesitation even though I thought he'd say no. He said that sometimes we have to do things we really don't want to do in order to be around the people we want to spend time with.... Aww....
While we were sitting there between sets he got the brilliant idea that he needed to tell someone that he wanted to be with me forever. Who was it that he told? Jordan. The plan had been that he was going to wait until after their big wiffle ball tournament next weekend to say anything to him, but I guess he couldn't help himself. Jordan's response? "Ok." Alrighty then..... We'll see what happens with all that real soon being as I have to pick Ev up at Jordan's house on Wednesday evening.....
Drunks In Wheelchairs and Blurry Boobs Part 1
If every weekend was like the one I just had, life would be awesome! Friday night we celebrated the other Tara's birthday up at my sister's bar. I was trying to be a little less of a drunk than last weekend. I think we'll just say it was a BIG FAIL. I mean my Friday night ended on Saturday morning around 3am drunk at the Waffle House yelling at the waitress because it took an hour to get some eggs and bacon.... Yeah, FAIL...
But there was some fun at the bar. I give you example #1
Drunk guy getting a lap dance in his wheelchair. Boy was he living it up! At one point he had the thing raised up and tilted back with this chick like laying on top of him. HILARIOUS.....
Example #2 - This guy
He was tearing up the dance floor with his "moves" I have some video of it, but I don't know how to post crap like that. All night long, he was the life of the dance floor dancing with every chick that would come within 10 feet of him. Endless entertainment right there people.....
Onto better things. Here are cute pictures before the night got out of hand.....
But there was some fun at the bar. I give you example #1
Drunk guy getting a lap dance in his wheelchair. Boy was he living it up! At one point he had the thing raised up and tilted back with this chick like laying on top of him. HILARIOUS.....
Example #2 - This guy
He was tearing up the dance floor with his "moves" I have some video of it, but I don't know how to post crap like that. All night long, he was the life of the dance floor dancing with every chick that would come within 10 feet of him. Endless entertainment right there people.....
Onto better things. Here are cute pictures before the night got out of hand.....
Me & Josh looking all cute :) Because we're a thing now and all....
Ok, well maybe Tara was starting to derail right here. Shots will do that to a girl.....
Oh wait, that's better. Us w/our friend Sandi. She's a hoot!
At some point Nicole got off work and showed up with my car to drive us home. Josh decided he wanted Waffle House, so that's where we ended up. It was retarded full of drunk people and Nicole was angry her waffle came out cold after an hour and I seriously thought she was going to Frisbee the thing across the restaurant. Luckily I got her calmed down and an incident didn't occur, though last night when Josh & I walked in, that same waitress was working and a look of pure terror washed across her face..... Luckily we didn't have her as a server again....
On to Saturday, aka Boobie Fest....
Thursday, May 20, 2010
What A Difference.....
A couple of days makes..... Josh took his head out of his ass and apologized to me on Tuesday morning for being such a dickface Monday. WOW, didn't see that coming. Now he's 10 feet up my butt texting me all day long and even calling for a brief second to see how my day was going today. How cute....
It's actually kind of weirding me out.... Tuesday night we made plans for him to come over and hang out since I had Ev back. We had a nice dinner of burgers on the grill and french fries (lol) then played around with the baby for a little bit. Later, we were watching tv and both fell asleep. When he jerked awake at 12:30 he was pissed we had fallen asleep. It's not in the plan that he stays at the house during the week because he has retarded long work hours right now which mean he has to get up at 4:30am and doesn't get home till almost 7:00pm. His place is probably 15 minutes closer to work. Whatever.
Last night Nicole and I were supposed to go watch him play softball, but the weather hasn't really been cooperating with all that. When he told me that it was canceled, I asked him if he just wanted to hang out with me & Nicole for 1/2 price appetizers and drinking, knowing he'd say no. He said yes and asked what time we were leaving. Damn, ok..... He got to the house around 7 and we hung out for a bit, him playing with Ev while I got ready. I put Ev to bed, came back out and Josh was nowhere to be found. After wandering around the house for a minute, I heard him and Gavin laughing. They were out back playing basketball. Nice.
Gavin hates everyone that I date, but he loves Josh. They're ridiculous when they're together. It makes me laugh.
We headed out around 8, swinging by Nicole's house to pick up her non-driving ass. All evening we hung out on the patio at one of the local joints eating ridiculously cheap fried foods, them enjoying their pitchers of beer and me with me 3 Olives Vanilla and Coke (no Bacardi Limon at this bar) watching baseball. Which by the way I find incredibly boring on tv, but we were having a good time, so whatever, ya know? Later we headed a little closer to home to a place where drinks are WAAAAAY cheaper and had more shots than I can even explain to my liver. He tells me all the things I want to hear out of a boy right now, including the ever present with boys I meet, "There's just something about you". Ugh.... We need to go.
We dropped Nicole off at her house around 12:30 and headed back to my place. I'm pleasantly surprised. He goes to his car and gets his work clothes and lunch. I guess that means he CAN stay during the week.
He was late for work this morning. Not so great on this first week of his new job. They didn't mind apparently. He's texted me all day saying how he's thinking about me and when can he see me again. How cute. I'd like him to be around all the time.
The question is......... How long will this last? We'll just have to wait it out and see I guess.....
It's actually kind of weirding me out.... Tuesday night we made plans for him to come over and hang out since I had Ev back. We had a nice dinner of burgers on the grill and french fries (lol) then played around with the baby for a little bit. Later, we were watching tv and both fell asleep. When he jerked awake at 12:30 he was pissed we had fallen asleep. It's not in the plan that he stays at the house during the week because he has retarded long work hours right now which mean he has to get up at 4:30am and doesn't get home till almost 7:00pm. His place is probably 15 minutes closer to work. Whatever.
Last night Nicole and I were supposed to go watch him play softball, but the weather hasn't really been cooperating with all that. When he told me that it was canceled, I asked him if he just wanted to hang out with me & Nicole for 1/2 price appetizers and drinking, knowing he'd say no. He said yes and asked what time we were leaving. Damn, ok..... He got to the house around 7 and we hung out for a bit, him playing with Ev while I got ready. I put Ev to bed, came back out and Josh was nowhere to be found. After wandering around the house for a minute, I heard him and Gavin laughing. They were out back playing basketball. Nice.
Gavin hates everyone that I date, but he loves Josh. They're ridiculous when they're together. It makes me laugh.
We headed out around 8, swinging by Nicole's house to pick up her non-driving ass. All evening we hung out on the patio at one of the local joints eating ridiculously cheap fried foods, them enjoying their pitchers of beer and me with me 3 Olives Vanilla and Coke (no Bacardi Limon at this bar) watching baseball. Which by the way I find incredibly boring on tv, but we were having a good time, so whatever, ya know? Later we headed a little closer to home to a place where drinks are WAAAAAY cheaper and had more shots than I can even explain to my liver. He tells me all the things I want to hear out of a boy right now, including the ever present with boys I meet, "There's just something about you". Ugh.... We need to go.
We dropped Nicole off at her house around 12:30 and headed back to my place. I'm pleasantly surprised. He goes to his car and gets his work clothes and lunch. I guess that means he CAN stay during the week.
He was late for work this morning. Not so great on this first week of his new job. They didn't mind apparently. He's texted me all day saying how he's thinking about me and when can he see me again. How cute. I'd like him to be around all the time.
The question is......... How long will this last? We'll just have to wait it out and see I guess.....
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Why Do I Keep Doing This To Myself?
I wrote here about the weekend that I spent with Josh and how I was really having a good time hanging out with him. Truth is, I like him alot, but I just don't know if I see it working out in the long run. We're too much the same person. Last weekend was great, but I think after Monday I didn't see him again the entire week.
On Thursday he texted me asking if I still wanted him to go to the birthday party with me on Saturday. Well, of course I did, I like to hang out with him. He talked some shit about me getting drunk and being stupid. I responded with a "If you don't like it, don't come". Apparently that pissed him off. Oh well, boys are a dime a dozen. I try and make nice conversation with him throughout the weekend and he either ignores me or gives me one word answers. Ugh, whatever, I guess we're done.
Friday night Nicole and I went out, hitting several of the local watering hole and ending up at our regular spot, Otie's. Josh was supposed to be there, but he wasn't. Oh well. His ex, Sam was there and I really like her, so we hung out and met up with some other people that she knew. About 10 of us went back to my house after the bar closed and partied like we were rock stars till like 5am. I met a guy named Matt, who, despite totally not being my type, was cool and down to party. Not gonna lie, I made out with him like I was a high school kid. It was totally hot.
Dave succeeded in cock-blocking me though by passing out in my bed, which in hindsight was a good thing. I slept on the couch. No sex happened, nothing like that. Everyone left Saturday morning and I headed off to soccer.
Fast forward to Sunday night, because you already read about Saturday night. Josh breaks the ice and texts me with his no facial hair picture (because he has to shave it off for his new job). I laugh & we end up texting till like 2am because neither of us could sleep. He tells me how bad he feels about being mean to me and that he spent all weekend wishing he was with me. Aww, how cute. I told him that all he needed to do was text me and tell me that he wanted to be with me and could have been. We text for a little while longer and then call it a night.
Monday about halfway through the afternoon I start getting texts from him again asking me how my day is going and showing me how dirty he's getting his first day on the job. Let me just say this, I'm a sucker for a guy who gets dirty at work. I tell him that. He doesn't text me back until I'm home from work and taking a nap. I have my phone set on silent so I can sleep for a little bit because my allergies have me all torn up yet again. He actually calls me during this time to check on me and of course the call goes to voicemail. When I wake up I text him and we get into a conversation about how I was all he thought about at work all day and how if we really want to make a go of things, we shouldn't be doing it half-assed like we have been. Ok then. He asks me to come over for a little bit since I haven't seen him in like a week and I do.
We lay around watching baseball just enjoying each others company. He talks to me about not doing stupid things and acting like a whore. I acknowledge what he's saying and tell him that if I was his girlfriend, all the dumb shit I do would stop, because I'm really wanting to leave the stupid shit that I've been doing behind me. I want to settle down and have a little bit of "normal" for awhile. I'm tired of being drunk all the time. I'm tired of being alone. Yeah, you as the reader may see it as me and my entourage of boys, but it's just not the same as having some consistency in my life. That's what I need right now.
He comments he's surprised I didn't find a new boyfriend over the weekend. I tell him, no, nothing like that happened over the weekend, because in reality, both of the boys I was with over the weekend I have little to no interest in.
Before I know it, it's time to go. I have to be back home before the big kids go to bed tonight. On my way home, he texted me and asked me what really happened on Friday night. The long and the short of all this conversation was that he told me he wanted me to be honest with him about all of it, because he already knew what went down (apparently his friends were at the bar). I told him, now he's not speaking to me.
The whole making out with the boy on Friday night was no big deal to me. Josh hadn't been speaking to me and I thought we were pretty much done. No reason for me not to have a little fun on a Friday night, right? Apparently not so much. Oh well. I guess I'll give him a few days to decide if he's really done with me, but bottom line is, I fucked up something that potentially could have been good...... again........ All over the fact that the two of us are unable to communicate with each other.......
If I wasn't so sick right now, I'd be sad......
On Thursday he texted me asking if I still wanted him to go to the birthday party with me on Saturday. Well, of course I did, I like to hang out with him. He talked some shit about me getting drunk and being stupid. I responded with a "If you don't like it, don't come". Apparently that pissed him off. Oh well, boys are a dime a dozen. I try and make nice conversation with him throughout the weekend and he either ignores me or gives me one word answers. Ugh, whatever, I guess we're done.
Friday night Nicole and I went out, hitting several of the local watering hole and ending up at our regular spot, Otie's. Josh was supposed to be there, but he wasn't. Oh well. His ex, Sam was there and I really like her, so we hung out and met up with some other people that she knew. About 10 of us went back to my house after the bar closed and partied like we were rock stars till like 5am. I met a guy named Matt, who, despite totally not being my type, was cool and down to party. Not gonna lie, I made out with him like I was a high school kid. It was totally hot.
Dave succeeded in cock-blocking me though by passing out in my bed, which in hindsight was a good thing. I slept on the couch. No sex happened, nothing like that. Everyone left Saturday morning and I headed off to soccer.
Fast forward to Sunday night, because you already read about Saturday night. Josh breaks the ice and texts me with his no facial hair picture (because he has to shave it off for his new job). I laugh & we end up texting till like 2am because neither of us could sleep. He tells me how bad he feels about being mean to me and that he spent all weekend wishing he was with me. Aww, how cute. I told him that all he needed to do was text me and tell me that he wanted to be with me and could have been. We text for a little while longer and then call it a night.
Monday about halfway through the afternoon I start getting texts from him again asking me how my day is going and showing me how dirty he's getting his first day on the job. Let me just say this, I'm a sucker for a guy who gets dirty at work. I tell him that. He doesn't text me back until I'm home from work and taking a nap. I have my phone set on silent so I can sleep for a little bit because my allergies have me all torn up yet again. He actually calls me during this time to check on me and of course the call goes to voicemail. When I wake up I text him and we get into a conversation about how I was all he thought about at work all day and how if we really want to make a go of things, we shouldn't be doing it half-assed like we have been. Ok then. He asks me to come over for a little bit since I haven't seen him in like a week and I do.
We lay around watching baseball just enjoying each others company. He talks to me about not doing stupid things and acting like a whore. I acknowledge what he's saying and tell him that if I was his girlfriend, all the dumb shit I do would stop, because I'm really wanting to leave the stupid shit that I've been doing behind me. I want to settle down and have a little bit of "normal" for awhile. I'm tired of being drunk all the time. I'm tired of being alone. Yeah, you as the reader may see it as me and my entourage of boys, but it's just not the same as having some consistency in my life. That's what I need right now.
He comments he's surprised I didn't find a new boyfriend over the weekend. I tell him, no, nothing like that happened over the weekend, because in reality, both of the boys I was with over the weekend I have little to no interest in.
Before I know it, it's time to go. I have to be back home before the big kids go to bed tonight. On my way home, he texted me and asked me what really happened on Friday night. The long and the short of all this conversation was that he told me he wanted me to be honest with him about all of it, because he already knew what went down (apparently his friends were at the bar). I told him, now he's not speaking to me.
The whole making out with the boy on Friday night was no big deal to me. Josh hadn't been speaking to me and I thought we were pretty much done. No reason for me not to have a little fun on a Friday night, right? Apparently not so much. Oh well. I guess I'll give him a few days to decide if he's really done with me, but bottom line is, I fucked up something that potentially could have been good...... again........ All over the fact that the two of us are unable to communicate with each other.......
If I wasn't so sick right now, I'd be sad......
I Wouldn't Want Fake Boobs....
If mine looked like this ALL the time....
Yes, those are dollars down my shirt. I wish I could remember how they got there and why I'm sitting on one of my coworker's lap...... Rumor has it I gave him a lap dance... Great....
Saturday night was JoJo's 35 birthday party up at my sister's bar. Things ALWAYS get retarded at her parties. Almost as much so as at MY birthday parties. We're juvenile that way I guess.
The night started off well, Tara and I didn't have guys going with us (we'll talk about that in another post), so we loaded up our road pops and headed up to the bar. It was already 9:30, so by the time we got there, everyone was well on their way to lit. We got drinks and took our place at the top of the skate ramp waiting for our favorite local band to start performing.
I think where it all started to go wrong was the ice shot luge.... Bacardi had given my sister several bottles of their new flavor, Torched Cherry to sample to everyone over the weekend on the luge. I'm not a big fan of plain liquor shots, but this one was really good and even better in a drink with some Coke. YUMMY! Our party got an ENTIRE bottle just for us... Ugh, that spells trouble.... Anyways, look how inappropriate these pictures look.....
Insert penis joke here.........
After that, we sang and danced the night away, me getting more and more buzzed. At one point the cute boy, we'll call him Mike#2 (not the serial killer, but the other one from that post) from a couple of weeks ago shows up and hangs out with us. I'm not gonna lie, I have a crush on this one, but he's only 24, so off limits..... Somehow, out of the hundred pictures on my camera, there were none of him, instead, I have shit like this.....
Saturday night was JoJo's 35 birthday party up at my sister's bar. Things ALWAYS get retarded at her parties. Almost as much so as at MY birthday parties. We're juvenile that way I guess.
The night started off well, Tara and I didn't have guys going with us (we'll talk about that in another post), so we loaded up our road pops and headed up to the bar. It was already 9:30, so by the time we got there, everyone was well on their way to lit. We got drinks and took our place at the top of the skate ramp waiting for our favorite local band to start performing.
I think where it all started to go wrong was the ice shot luge.... Bacardi had given my sister several bottles of their new flavor, Torched Cherry to sample to everyone over the weekend on the luge. I'm not a big fan of plain liquor shots, but this one was really good and even better in a drink with some Coke. YUMMY! Our party got an ENTIRE bottle just for us... Ugh, that spells trouble.... Anyways, look how inappropriate these pictures look.....
Insert penis joke here.........
After that, we sang and danced the night away, me getting more and more buzzed. At one point the cute boy, we'll call him Mike#2 (not the serial killer, but the other one from that post) from a couple of weeks ago shows up and hangs out with us. I'm not gonna lie, I have a crush on this one, but he's only 24, so off limits..... Somehow, out of the hundred pictures on my camera, there were none of him, instead, I have shit like this.....
Ok, well we look cute in this one, but we're still retarded....
Apparently the night ended with girls who like girls getting little too frisky on the patio.... Oops, don't remember that happening.... My coworker and Mike#2 sure did though..... Actually, I don't even remember how we got back out to the patio...... I derailed at some point shortly after that, was escorted to the car and driven home. I woke up Sunday morning still fully clothed, minus my shoes, which were nowhere to be found (because I had been running around barefoot apparently... EWWWW) and my camera. Luckily, Tara had my shoes and Chad, the bartender had my camera.
Sunday I laid in bed all day catching up on dvr stuff. It wasn't so much that I was hungover, but still drunk. Around 7 I motivated and finally got the house cleaned up. God I hate being that unproductive on a weekend I don't have Ev, but it happens I guess......
Thursday, May 13, 2010
For Martie....
So Martie was wondering about Josh. He's in the post here in the middle picture and here are a couple from the past couple of weeks. I'm sure I'll get lots more on Saturday night when we're all out......
Self portraits suck and Nicole's boobs look HUGE!!
Aww, how cute, right?
This one is just funny
Anyways, I'm for sure enjoying spending my time with him right now. We'll see how everything works out....
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
They Call Me Heartbreaker....
But not today. Today I think my heart broke just a little. Kyle is leaving today to go back to work for 28 days. I've seen him twice since he's been home this month. It's been hard with the drunk messaging back and forth, but he has pretty much left me alone, with the exception of a couple weekends ago.
This morning was like a smack in the face though. He changed his Facebook status from "single" to "in a relationship". WOW, that was quick. Good for him though. He deserved someone WAAAAAY better than me. I can't say that it doesn't hurt, because even though I say I've moved on, I really thought he'd fight harder for me. Oh well, such is life.
Good luck to you Kyle. We had an amazing 9 months together....
This morning was like a smack in the face though. He changed his Facebook status from "single" to "in a relationship". WOW, that was quick. Good for him though. He deserved someone WAAAAAY better than me. I can't say that it doesn't hurt, because even though I say I've moved on, I really thought he'd fight harder for me. Oh well, such is life.
Good luck to you Kyle. We had an amazing 9 months together....
Monday, May 10, 2010
A Boy Drama-Free Weekend
Josh told me last week that he would love to spend the entire weekend getting to know me better. Hmm, strange... That's what I thought about the whole thing in the beginning anyway. I couldn't imagine that he wanted to actually hang around the house all weekend. Especially since I had Ev this past weekend.
Sure as shit he showed up at my house around 6 on Friday night and except for a couple of hours on Saturday, didn't leave until Sunday evening. Do I really know anymore about him than I did before Friday? Not really. Did I have a good weekend? Hell yes I did.
My sister came into town for the weekend and we had agreed to meet up at the other sister's bar on Friday night. Nicole and I were going anyway, because she had a "date" and we believe in safety in numbers.... I guess that's the thought behind it anyway.
I picked up Nicole after work and we started bad influencing each other right off the bat. We are such a shitshow when we're together. I had to take her to the mall to buy a black bra. Who the HELL doesn't own a black bra? No need to answer that guys.... Anyways, while we're there we both pay our phone bill and talk each other out of buying a whole lot of other stuff. Good thing I had her to talk me out of those totally cute black and hot pink Adidas running shoes.....
We headed back to the house to get ready to go out for the evening, stopping at both the gas station and liquor store to get much needed supplies. Josh showed up shortly after that and scarfed some pizza with us while we had drinks and got ready. He totally made fun of us for taking so long and me for having to go through my 3 shirts before I can leave the house rule. Yeah, it's gay, but I'm not comfortable unless I try on at least three different shirts before I leave. We arrive at the bar and get our usual VIP section on the skate ramp and proceed to get pretty much shitfaced.
By midnight I was ready to go to another bar closer to home. Nobody else seemed to be able to make up their mind, so Josh and I left, fairly confident Nicole wasn't leaving with a serial killer. While en route to the other bar we decided that we'd rather have Waffle House and ditch the other place. We grubbed on some greasy ass food and were home in bed by 1:30am.
In other news, Saturday night is JoJo's big 35th birthday bash. It's gonna be a shitshow for sure! Last year I ended up passed out on the table at like 9:30. My tolerance was WAAAAY down because I'd just had Ev like 3 weeks earlier, so I'm training hard to outlast everyone this time. If you need to find me, I'll be somewhere sipping on an alcoholic beverage every night this week getting ready for the festivities! My sister is stocking up on specially requested liquors and other fun stuff for the bash at her bar, it's sure to produce both blackmail pictures and lots of boob pictures. I just need to make sure that I have BOTH batteries fully charged and ready to go for the night. Good times for sure!
Sure as shit he showed up at my house around 6 on Friday night and except for a couple of hours on Saturday, didn't leave until Sunday evening. Do I really know anymore about him than I did before Friday? Not really. Did I have a good weekend? Hell yes I did.
My sister came into town for the weekend and we had agreed to meet up at the other sister's bar on Friday night. Nicole and I were going anyway, because she had a "date" and we believe in safety in numbers.... I guess that's the thought behind it anyway.
I picked up Nicole after work and we started bad influencing each other right off the bat. We are such a shitshow when we're together. I had to take her to the mall to buy a black bra. Who the HELL doesn't own a black bra? No need to answer that guys.... Anyways, while we're there we both pay our phone bill and talk each other out of buying a whole lot of other stuff. Good thing I had her to talk me out of those totally cute black and hot pink Adidas running shoes.....
We headed back to the house to get ready to go out for the evening, stopping at both the gas station and liquor store to get much needed supplies. Josh showed up shortly after that and scarfed some pizza with us while we had drinks and got ready. He totally made fun of us for taking so long and me for having to go through my 3 shirts before I can leave the house rule. Yeah, it's gay, but I'm not comfortable unless I try on at least three different shirts before I leave. We arrive at the bar and get our usual VIP section on the skate ramp and proceed to get pretty much shitfaced.
Nicole, my sis Melinda & Me
Nicole, Josh & Me
Girls being retarded as usual....
The three sisters. Eww, I look greasy....
By midnight I was ready to go to another bar closer to home. Nobody else seemed to be able to make up their mind, so Josh and I left, fairly confident Nicole wasn't leaving with a serial killer. While en route to the other bar we decided that we'd rather have Waffle House and ditch the other place. We grubbed on some greasy ass food and were home in bed by 1:30am.
Saturday was uneventful. We laid in bed and around the house ALL day. Josh and the boys played video games, I cleaned up the house a little and by 8:00 we were all laying around the living room watching The Last Boyscout on Spike, waiting on the UFC fights to start. At 10 we curled up to watch the fights, made it only through the beginning of the Josh Koscheck fight and fell asleep. Good thing I dvr'd that shit because I would have been pissed if I would have paid $45 and didn't get to see everything.
Sunday morning, Happy Mother's Day to me!! I got up and made french toast, eggs and bacon for everyone for breakfast. My sister came over, got all three kids for the afternoon and I spent the rest of the day laying around in bed. I had to be at my mom's house at 5 for dinner, so finally at 4, I got up, showered and ready to go. As I was leaving the house, Josh left to go and see his mom. He had to give the spare truck that he's been borrowing back to his step-dad last night, so right now he's car-less due to someone hitting and totaling his car a couple of weeks ago. It was a piece of shit car, so the insurance company only gave him $500 for it. Now he has to find something else super cheap before he starts his new job next week. Ugh. I'm driving him out to look at one tonight. Hopefully it'll work out and he'll stop being so stressed out.
In other news, Saturday night is JoJo's big 35th birthday bash. It's gonna be a shitshow for sure! Last year I ended up passed out on the table at like 9:30. My tolerance was WAAAAY down because I'd just had Ev like 3 weeks earlier, so I'm training hard to outlast everyone this time. If you need to find me, I'll be somewhere sipping on an alcoholic beverage every night this week getting ready for the festivities! My sister is stocking up on specially requested liquors and other fun stuff for the bash at her bar, it's sure to produce both blackmail pictures and lots of boob pictures. I just need to make sure that I have BOTH batteries fully charged and ready to go for the night. Good times for sure!
Everyone have a great week!
Friday, May 7, 2010
Even Rock Stars Have Their Limits Part 3
Shit, where did I leave off? Oh yeah, paying our tab. The long and the short of all that was that I had an $18 tab and my card got declined. WTF? I only had $14 on me and Mike was nowhere to be found at that point. Luckily, one of the regulars paid the rest of it, but I was still baffled as to why my card got declined. I reach in my pocket to get the card out and it's gone. Now we really have a problem.... FUCK. Ok, well nothing I can do about it at 2am, so we're outta there. I find Mike and we go to the car. I get in the car and remember that my gas light was on the entire way up there. Shit, there's no way I'm getting him back home tonight, we'll be lucky if we get to my house....
We get back to my house and he gets the couch. There's no way this boy is gettin in my bed. I pass out and don't really sleep well considering there could be a killer on my couch. For once I was glad the kids stayed elsewhere that night.
Morning comes and I login to my bank account. There's plenty of money in there. Ok, well that still doesn't help me that the card is missing...... If someone stole it, they would have surely used it by now. The last charge was at the gas station for Red Bull. Weird..... I start digging through my backpack and find the card. WHAT A FUCKING RELIEF! I must have given the bartender my old card or something, because nothing else is missing in my backpack. I get some gas and take creepy boy back home. He tells me he hopes we can hang out again real soon. Yeah dude, doubt that, I'm thinking.....
The rest of the day I laid in bed doing absolutely nothing. The big kids were running around with their friends still and the little guy was with his dad. Around 4 I get a text from the cute boy from the bar. He wants to know if I want to hang out. Umm, sure. I guess my liver can take a little more abuse, it's only been on a bender for 5 days now..... He says he'll text me later and I'm good with that. I had taken something WAAY stronger than an Advil for my achy muscles and needed to return to napping for awhile. Around he calls and wants me to meet him up on his end of town. I tell him I'll be there in an hour or so.
I get ready and am out the door. I get up there and realize nobody has any idea where I am. What if this guy is a serial killer too? The iPhone has an app called Loopt that can pinpoint your exact location. I use it to check in and tell Nicole where I am and who I'm with. She messages back that she got the information. I'm all about safety in numbers, but when that doesn't work, I'll for sure let someone know where I am.
I go into the bar and he's sitting there waiting on me. We ended up sitting there talking and shooting pool for hours. It was nice to hang out with someone who isn't a stupid idiot. After we got bored there, we went to Blockbuster and rented a movie then went back to his place and watched it. Sherlock Holmes. Ehh, it was ok. Not really my thing, but whatever, this boy is cute and I'd like to see him again. I think it was 3am before I finally made it home.
Morning came far too quickly......
Since Nicole didn't get to go out on Sunday for our normal Sunday Funday, we decided Monday would be Monday Funday. It was also the ex-husband's birthday, so we figured he would be at Lucky's when we got there. He wasn't, so Nicole and I texted him. He was game to come out after he was done with dinner so we said we'd see him soon. In the meantime, Dave decided to show up. All was going well until the ex showed up and the shots started flowing. Thanks Nicole..... We were having a really good time being stupid, but eventually it was closing time. What to do? The ex went home, Nicole took my car because she needed it in the morning and I rode home with Dave.
Remember all those posts I said I'd never hookup with Dave? No? Well, go ahead and look here and here if you're interested, I'll wait..... Ok, so we're caught up now? So yeah, I took Dave home with me. Ugh, WHY THE FUCK DID I DO THAT? I think I probably completed an item on his bucket list or something, because when we were done he looked at me and said "It was better than you thought it would be, wasn't it?" Ugh..... Yeah, unfortunately it was.... Now I'm having a hard time even looking at him because I should have NEVER let that happen. I feel like I had sex with my little brother, because he and I are so close and it's just not like that between us. Well not with me anyway. Oh well, what's done is done. That was stupid.
Tuesday night I got Ev back and my liver threatened to shut down, so I stayed home and was in bed early. That's when all the shit with the stalker started......
We get back to my house and he gets the couch. There's no way this boy is gettin in my bed. I pass out and don't really sleep well considering there could be a killer on my couch. For once I was glad the kids stayed elsewhere that night.
Morning comes and I login to my bank account. There's plenty of money in there. Ok, well that still doesn't help me that the card is missing...... If someone stole it, they would have surely used it by now. The last charge was at the gas station for Red Bull. Weird..... I start digging through my backpack and find the card. WHAT A FUCKING RELIEF! I must have given the bartender my old card or something, because nothing else is missing in my backpack. I get some gas and take creepy boy back home. He tells me he hopes we can hang out again real soon. Yeah dude, doubt that, I'm thinking.....
The rest of the day I laid in bed doing absolutely nothing. The big kids were running around with their friends still and the little guy was with his dad. Around 4 I get a text from the cute boy from the bar. He wants to know if I want to hang out. Umm, sure. I guess my liver can take a little more abuse, it's only been on a bender for 5 days now..... He says he'll text me later and I'm good with that. I had taken something WAAY stronger than an Advil for my achy muscles and needed to return to napping for awhile. Around he calls and wants me to meet him up on his end of town. I tell him I'll be there in an hour or so.
I get ready and am out the door. I get up there and realize nobody has any idea where I am. What if this guy is a serial killer too? The iPhone has an app called Loopt that can pinpoint your exact location. I use it to check in and tell Nicole where I am and who I'm with. She messages back that she got the information. I'm all about safety in numbers, but when that doesn't work, I'll for sure let someone know where I am.
I go into the bar and he's sitting there waiting on me. We ended up sitting there talking and shooting pool for hours. It was nice to hang out with someone who isn't a stupid idiot. After we got bored there, we went to Blockbuster and rented a movie then went back to his place and watched it. Sherlock Holmes. Ehh, it was ok. Not really my thing, but whatever, this boy is cute and I'd like to see him again. I think it was 3am before I finally made it home.
Morning came far too quickly......
Since Nicole didn't get to go out on Sunday for our normal Sunday Funday, we decided Monday would be Monday Funday. It was also the ex-husband's birthday, so we figured he would be at Lucky's when we got there. He wasn't, so Nicole and I texted him. He was game to come out after he was done with dinner so we said we'd see him soon. In the meantime, Dave decided to show up. All was going well until the ex showed up and the shots started flowing. Thanks Nicole..... We were having a really good time being stupid, but eventually it was closing time. What to do? The ex went home, Nicole took my car because she needed it in the morning and I rode home with Dave.
Remember all those posts I said I'd never hookup with Dave? No? Well, go ahead and look here and here if you're interested, I'll wait..... Ok, so we're caught up now? So yeah, I took Dave home with me. Ugh, WHY THE FUCK DID I DO THAT? I think I probably completed an item on his bucket list or something, because when we were done he looked at me and said "It was better than you thought it would be, wasn't it?" Ugh..... Yeah, unfortunately it was.... Now I'm having a hard time even looking at him because I should have NEVER let that happen. I feel like I had sex with my little brother, because he and I are so close and it's just not like that between us. Well not with me anyway. Oh well, what's done is done. That was stupid.
Tuesday night I got Ev back and my liver threatened to shut down, so I stayed home and was in bed early. That's when all the shit with the stalker started......
Even Rock Stars Have Their Limits Part 2
Damn it. I haven't seen Kyle since he's been back this month. We've chatted, he's waved as he's driven by down to Dave's house, but he hasn't stopped over at all. I decide I'm too drunk to respond and go to bed, alone....
When I get to work on Friday I decide that I need to message Kyle back. I knew that he was drunk when he wrote it, but I wanted to make sure he knew I was sober when I replied. This is what I sent back to him:
It's not that there can't be anything between us, it's that I don't want to be the one to hold you back. I love you Kyle & you're the best thing that's happened to me in a long time. I wish that I wasn't so fucked up & could make it work because the 9 months that I was with you were great. I just need something more than you can give me right now....
Truly, that's how I feel about the whole situation. I mean, look how cute we were together!! I realize what I got rid of and if he didn't have the retarded job he does and could be around and give me the attention that I need, I would still be with him. Back to less depressing shit.
Friday night we all decided we were having a fire in the hood to save money. Ok, well it sounded good when we decided on it. I came home from work at 5:30 and promptly fell asleep. I needed it after two late nights. At 9 Tara texted me and asked where the hell I was. Oops. Be down in a minute. I log into Facebook and Kyle instant messages me asking me what I was doing that night. I told him fire in the hood and that he should stop by. He doesn't make any promises but says he might. I get cleaned up, make a drink and head two doors down to April's house.
There are about 15 people in April's front yard and everyone is hanging out, drinking some beer and we've got the music cranked. Good times. Kyle ends up showing up and strategically stays away from me all evening, preferring to stand off to the side with Dave and the rest of the younger boys talking about trucks and motorcycles. Eventually there are so many people there I volunteer to go down to my house and get more chairs. I need another drink anyway. I go in to use the bathroom and when I come back out Kyle is standing in my bedroom giving me the look. The poor sad puppy look that I'm a sucker for. I kiss him. God, I miss him. Eventually I pull away and we take the chairs down the street. For the rest of the evening he's right by my side just like he has been for the last year.
The evening wears on and I'm pretty much shitfaced by 11:30 or so. Josh starts texting me because he's down the street partying. FUCK. I really wanted to just hang out with Kyle, but Josh sends me on a super huge guilt trip. What the hell am I supposed to do now? I'm not Josh's girlfriend, he's made that perfectly clear (unless he's drunk), but I'm still in a weird place with Kyle too. I have a total meltdown and Tara is nowhere to be found. I start walking down the street looking for her and eventually find her and Dave taking a mechanical wheelchair for a spin down the street. Kyle has followed me, but I grab Tara off the wheelchair and get her into my house. The meltdown continues. Tara manages to get me calmed down and eventually I make it back outside to see that Kyle has left. FUCK. That's not what I wanted to happen. I text him and we go back and forth about why he shouldn't have come over. He says he's coming back, I tell him no. I can't get back into all that with him.
Everyone is getting ready to go home, so I grab my stuff and head back to the house. Dave, being the good friend that he is, walks me home and sits talking to me for hours. He understands me. Josh finally stumbles in the backdoor around 3:30. We get into an argument, as usual, which ended in some slight domestic violence by two drunk people. Eventually both of us pass out and when we wake up in the morning all is forgotten for now. We have breakfast and since he can't remember how he got to my house, I take him back to his truck.
I spend the rest of the afternoon at soccer and getting the house cleaned up, eventually taking a nap because I have big plans on Saturday night and I just really wasn't feeling it.....
When I get up I get dressed and ready to go. Tonight I'm hanging out with my friend Mike, who I just reconnected with on Facebook. You all know from this post what happens in the end with this guy. A bunch of coworkers, Tara & her Mike and others are up at my sister's bar to hear a band that is supposedly great that they brought in from Chicago. The band doesn't disappoint. The company I'm with does. He's fucking weird, which I already went into detail on. Eventually I'm drug away from him by one of my coworkers who is apparently drunk and wants to make-out like high school kids. AWESOME.
When I get to work on Friday I decide that I need to message Kyle back. I knew that he was drunk when he wrote it, but I wanted to make sure he knew I was sober when I replied. This is what I sent back to him:
It's not that there can't be anything between us, it's that I don't want to be the one to hold you back. I love you Kyle & you're the best thing that's happened to me in a long time. I wish that I wasn't so fucked up & could make it work because the 9 months that I was with you were great. I just need something more than you can give me right now....
Truly, that's how I feel about the whole situation. I mean, look how cute we were together!! I realize what I got rid of and if he didn't have the retarded job he does and could be around and give me the attention that I need, I would still be with him. Back to less depressing shit.
Friday night we all decided we were having a fire in the hood to save money. Ok, well it sounded good when we decided on it. I came home from work at 5:30 and promptly fell asleep. I needed it after two late nights. At 9 Tara texted me and asked where the hell I was. Oops. Be down in a minute. I log into Facebook and Kyle instant messages me asking me what I was doing that night. I told him fire in the hood and that he should stop by. He doesn't make any promises but says he might. I get cleaned up, make a drink and head two doors down to April's house.
There are about 15 people in April's front yard and everyone is hanging out, drinking some beer and we've got the music cranked. Good times. Kyle ends up showing up and strategically stays away from me all evening, preferring to stand off to the side with Dave and the rest of the younger boys talking about trucks and motorcycles. Eventually there are so many people there I volunteer to go down to my house and get more chairs. I need another drink anyway. I go in to use the bathroom and when I come back out Kyle is standing in my bedroom giving me the look. The poor sad puppy look that I'm a sucker for. I kiss him. God, I miss him. Eventually I pull away and we take the chairs down the street. For the rest of the evening he's right by my side just like he has been for the last year.
The evening wears on and I'm pretty much shitfaced by 11:30 or so. Josh starts texting me because he's down the street partying. FUCK. I really wanted to just hang out with Kyle, but Josh sends me on a super huge guilt trip. What the hell am I supposed to do now? I'm not Josh's girlfriend, he's made that perfectly clear (unless he's drunk), but I'm still in a weird place with Kyle too. I have a total meltdown and Tara is nowhere to be found. I start walking down the street looking for her and eventually find her and Dave taking a mechanical wheelchair for a spin down the street. Kyle has followed me, but I grab Tara off the wheelchair and get her into my house. The meltdown continues. Tara manages to get me calmed down and eventually I make it back outside to see that Kyle has left. FUCK. That's not what I wanted to happen. I text him and we go back and forth about why he shouldn't have come over. He says he's coming back, I tell him no. I can't get back into all that with him.
Everyone is getting ready to go home, so I grab my stuff and head back to the house. Dave, being the good friend that he is, walks me home and sits talking to me for hours. He understands me. Josh finally stumbles in the backdoor around 3:30. We get into an argument, as usual, which ended in some slight domestic violence by two drunk people. Eventually both of us pass out and when we wake up in the morning all is forgotten for now. We have breakfast and since he can't remember how he got to my house, I take him back to his truck.
I spend the rest of the afternoon at soccer and getting the house cleaned up, eventually taking a nap because I have big plans on Saturday night and I just really wasn't feeling it.....
When I get up I get dressed and ready to go. Tonight I'm hanging out with my friend Mike, who I just reconnected with on Facebook. You all know from this post what happens in the end with this guy. A bunch of coworkers, Tara & her Mike and others are up at my sister's bar to hear a band that is supposedly great that they brought in from Chicago. The band doesn't disappoint. The company I'm with does. He's fucking weird, which I already went into detail on. Eventually I'm drug away from him by one of my coworkers who is apparently drunk and wants to make-out like high school kids. AWESOME.
Me being retarded
Tara & our coworker Sandi
Who keeps taking pics of asses on my phone???
Some pole dancing drunk girls
I manage to escape the coworker at some point and find Sandi, who wants to introduce me to someone. Damn he's hot. His pickup line? "I saw you talking to Sandi from across the room and thought you were beautiful. I needed to come meet you." Oh yeah, just what I need, another boy talking all sweet to me. Damn, he's cute though, and young.... We talk for a minute and he asks if I'm going back to Sandi's house to hang out after the bar closes. Uhh... I WANT to, but I can't. I have to take Mike home. He tells me ok then, asks for my number and says he'll talk to me soon. Hmm, ok then. Sandi gives me a wink and we go to pay our bar tab.
To Be Continued.....
Even Rock Stars Have Their Limits Part 1
I've been partying like a rock star since last Wednesday, no, not the one that just passed, the one before it. My body and mind are both telling me STOP, STOP, STOP. I can't help it.....
I'm my own worst enemy, a product of over indulgence. I've really been on a nice destructive path over the last week. Go big or go home, ya know? Let's see, where to begin?
Since I don't have a steady "love" interest right now, and by "love" I mean able bodied boy renting the other side of my bed on a regular basis, I've been exploring my options with the boys I mentioned in this post. Then I went and did something really stupid, but we'll get to that.
Wednesday night I went out with Nicole. She just moved out of the place she shared with the father of her child for 5 years. He kicked her out and said have your shit gone in 24 hours. Now that she's in her new place and has gotten a custody arrangement in place, she's actually enjoying a little bit of freedom. Good for her! What's not good is she always ends up dragging me wherever she goes and she isn't just a let's chill and drink beer girl. She's a HOLY SHIT WE NEED TO HAVE SHOTS EVERY 5 MINUTES kind of girl which usually spells disaster....
Anywho, Wednesday night, she got off work early and wanted me to come up to Lucky's for a bit to hang out. Ok, cool, I'm always down for drinking with other people, since supposedly drinking alone is a sign you're an alcoholic...... Lol, whatever on that one. I get up there and she's with some boys from work. And by boys, I mean maybe slightly over 21. Sweet, just how I like them! Unfortunately, she shoots me down as soon as I walk in the door because one is with his girlfriend and she's trying to get into the other one's pants. Oh well. Poor me.... Josh was texing me from another bar down the street, so chances were he was going to my house anyway.
We have drinks and chill for awhile and Dave shows up to hang out as well. He's always fun to hang out with. Eventually I get down to the other bar to hang out with Josh, who's clearly had 5 too many pitchers of beer after the softball game. I sit there for about an hour while he tells me I'm everything he's looking for in a woman, blah, blah, blah, he loves me. WHAT? This is clearly not the boy that I've referred to as "me with a penis". I feel like I'm in fucking Jerry McGuire or something, I complete him? And the major consequences I spoke of vaguely here don't matter to him anymore. Really? Because just Monday and Tuesday when we had dinner and talked soberly, they did.
While we're at it, let's just spill what the problem here is. Josh is Jordan's best friend. Jordan, as in the father of my child. Apparently Jordan would have a HUGE problem if Josh and I ever admitted we had a relationship. I don't see what the big deal is, but apparently I don't know Jordan well enough to know that he'd have a problem with his best friend raising his son. Whatever. Eventually I decided I wasn't drunk enough for all that nonsense and we head back to my house where he promptly passes out and I finish two more drinks to digest the things I heard come out of his mouth.....
Thursday morning is rough. I have to take Josh back to his house to get his truck because he didn't drive into town, he rode with one of his softball buddies. We're getting ready to get on the freeway and we pull up next to Dave who looks just as bad as we do, and he mocks putting a gun to his head and pulling the trigger. Good stuff.
Thursday is quality Tara and Tara time. I got some information on where Brandon's dad is living, so we decide to check it out and then go to ladies night at the bowling alley. Hello? Free bowling and $2 cherry bombs? I'm totally game for that. Since I wasn't driving, I made myself a 32oz. drink and we were on our way. Where is Nick (Brandon's dad) living? A trailer park on the south side of town is what I hear. Let's scope it out.
By the time we pull into the trailer park I'm having flashbacks of my childhood, running around barefoot, hiding under the trim around the trailers playing hide and seek. Damn liquor. It's dark and kind of scary here. We look for two lots that we were given as the place Nick lives and the place his best friend Travis live. My anxiety level is probably hasn't been this high since I saw this asshole last at the courthouse. We finally find what is supposed to be the place he lives and diagonally is the one Travis is supposed to live in. Lights on in Travis's place, not at Nick's. Ok then. We creep around a little more hoping to catch one of them coming out of the house, but that's not to be had tonight and we can't keep circling because there are quite a few people out and about in the park and pretty much every turn-off is a dead end..
Exit stage left and we're on our way back to our side of town and to the trailer park without wheels. We hit the bowling alley for a couple of cherry bombs and rounds of bowling where we each won one game. I'm pretty lit at this point, but what the hell, we decide to stop at another bar right down from the neighborhood to have one last drink. We walk in and this place is.... well.... how should I put it? A freak show. It was just weird. Now granted, this place is a little below par, even for our standards, but I don't even know where all these people came from because they sure as hell weren't the usual crowd in there. We had one drink and took off, hightailing it home. I checked my Facebook before I went to bed and had a message from Kyle that said
I want you so bad, but i know there can't be anything between us. That's why I'm staying away right now. Deep down i wanna stop and say hi or just hangout and have a few drinks. I don't wanna be a dick by not stopping, but it sucks because it wont work out and i hate knowing i cant have you.
To be continued.....
I'm my own worst enemy, a product of over indulgence. I've really been on a nice destructive path over the last week. Go big or go home, ya know? Let's see, where to begin?
Since I don't have a steady "love" interest right now, and by "love" I mean able bodied boy renting the other side of my bed on a regular basis, I've been exploring my options with the boys I mentioned in this post. Then I went and did something really stupid, but we'll get to that.
Wednesday night I went out with Nicole. She just moved out of the place she shared with the father of her child for 5 years. He kicked her out and said have your shit gone in 24 hours. Now that she's in her new place and has gotten a custody arrangement in place, she's actually enjoying a little bit of freedom. Good for her! What's not good is she always ends up dragging me wherever she goes and she isn't just a let's chill and drink beer girl. She's a HOLY SHIT WE NEED TO HAVE SHOTS EVERY 5 MINUTES kind of girl which usually spells disaster....
Anywho, Wednesday night, she got off work early and wanted me to come up to Lucky's for a bit to hang out. Ok, cool, I'm always down for drinking with other people, since supposedly drinking alone is a sign you're an alcoholic...... Lol, whatever on that one. I get up there and she's with some boys from work. And by boys, I mean maybe slightly over 21. Sweet, just how I like them! Unfortunately, she shoots me down as soon as I walk in the door because one is with his girlfriend and she's trying to get into the other one's pants. Oh well. Poor me.... Josh was texing me from another bar down the street, so chances were he was going to my house anyway.
We have drinks and chill for awhile and Dave shows up to hang out as well. He's always fun to hang out with. Eventually I get down to the other bar to hang out with Josh, who's clearly had 5 too many pitchers of beer after the softball game. I sit there for about an hour while he tells me I'm everything he's looking for in a woman, blah, blah, blah, he loves me. WHAT? This is clearly not the boy that I've referred to as "me with a penis". I feel like I'm in fucking Jerry McGuire or something, I complete him? And the major consequences I spoke of vaguely here don't matter to him anymore. Really? Because just Monday and Tuesday when we had dinner and talked soberly, they did.
While we're at it, let's just spill what the problem here is. Josh is Jordan's best friend. Jordan, as in the father of my child. Apparently Jordan would have a HUGE problem if Josh and I ever admitted we had a relationship. I don't see what the big deal is, but apparently I don't know Jordan well enough to know that he'd have a problem with his best friend raising his son. Whatever. Eventually I decided I wasn't drunk enough for all that nonsense and we head back to my house where he promptly passes out and I finish two more drinks to digest the things I heard come out of his mouth.....
Thursday morning is rough. I have to take Josh back to his house to get his truck because he didn't drive into town, he rode with one of his softball buddies. We're getting ready to get on the freeway and we pull up next to Dave who looks just as bad as we do, and he mocks putting a gun to his head and pulling the trigger. Good stuff.
Thursday is quality Tara and Tara time. I got some information on where Brandon's dad is living, so we decide to check it out and then go to ladies night at the bowling alley. Hello? Free bowling and $2 cherry bombs? I'm totally game for that. Since I wasn't driving, I made myself a 32oz. drink and we were on our way. Where is Nick (Brandon's dad) living? A trailer park on the south side of town is what I hear. Let's scope it out.
By the time we pull into the trailer park I'm having flashbacks of my childhood, running around barefoot, hiding under the trim around the trailers playing hide and seek. Damn liquor. It's dark and kind of scary here. We look for two lots that we were given as the place Nick lives and the place his best friend Travis live. My anxiety level is probably hasn't been this high since I saw this asshole last at the courthouse. We finally find what is supposed to be the place he lives and diagonally is the one Travis is supposed to live in. Lights on in Travis's place, not at Nick's. Ok then. We creep around a little more hoping to catch one of them coming out of the house, but that's not to be had tonight and we can't keep circling because there are quite a few people out and about in the park and pretty much every turn-off is a dead end..
Exit stage left and we're on our way back to our side of town and to the trailer park without wheels. We hit the bowling alley for a couple of cherry bombs and rounds of bowling where we each won one game. I'm pretty lit at this point, but what the hell, we decide to stop at another bar right down from the neighborhood to have one last drink. We walk in and this place is.... well.... how should I put it? A freak show. It was just weird. Now granted, this place is a little below par, even for our standards, but I don't even know where all these people came from because they sure as hell weren't the usual crowd in there. We had one drink and took off, hightailing it home. I checked my Facebook before I went to bed and had a message from Kyle that said
I want you so bad, but i know there can't be anything between us. That's why I'm staying away right now. Deep down i wanna stop and say hi or just hangout and have a few drinks. I don't wanna be a dick by not stopping, but it sucks because it wont work out and i hate knowing i cant have you.
To be continued.....
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Yeah, I Really Need This
So, I was in the middle of writing an awesome post about the last 7 days of partying that I've had. I'll post it as soon as I find the damn cable for my camera since I broke a piece off my memory card and it wont fit into my computer anymore.
What's my problem today? Apparently I have a stalker and I'm not quite sure what to do about it. Those of you who are my friend on Facebook will easily pick out who it is. He comments or likes EVERYTHING I do. After 9, yes I said 9, inbox messages from him last night with the last one saying "Well bitch, if you won't talk to me, next time I see you I'm going to make you bleed, " I deleted him and sent him a message saying I couldn't deal with that level of crazy and apparently he was under the wrong impression thinking I was his girlfriend or something.
Fucking great. Just what I need. This guy sent me a friend request a couple of weeks ago and I accepted because I knew him back in the day. He's also friends with Nick, so I knew I could use him to get information about the deadbeat dad's whereabouts. Turns out they're not friends anymore, but he still knew where he lived and gave me a phone number. Good stuff. We've been chatting off and on and I really didn't think too much about it. I have lots of guy friends that I talk to all the time and they don't think I'm their girlfriend, why would this guy think any different?
Saturday night I went and picked him up and he hung out with us up at my sister's bar. As soon as I met him in person after all these years, I knew there was going to be a problem. Asked if he needed to take his knife into the bar with him. Uhh what? We're not hanging out on the south end, we're going to a nice upscale part of town dude... Plus he brought along a collection of scary movies. For what? I have no clue. I suppose I'm glad I didn't get chopped up and thrown in a trash can Saturday night.
Anyways, that's what kind of dumb shit is going on in my world right now. Josh saw what he was putting on Facebook and texted me saying he'd stay with me for awhile until all of this dies down, so I guess I'm ok for now.
Have a great hump day people :)
What's my problem today? Apparently I have a stalker and I'm not quite sure what to do about it. Those of you who are my friend on Facebook will easily pick out who it is. He comments or likes EVERYTHING I do. After 9, yes I said 9, inbox messages from him last night with the last one saying "Well bitch, if you won't talk to me, next time I see you I'm going to make you bleed, " I deleted him and sent him a message saying I couldn't deal with that level of crazy and apparently he was under the wrong impression thinking I was his girlfriend or something.
Fucking great. Just what I need. This guy sent me a friend request a couple of weeks ago and I accepted because I knew him back in the day. He's also friends with Nick, so I knew I could use him to get information about the deadbeat dad's whereabouts. Turns out they're not friends anymore, but he still knew where he lived and gave me a phone number. Good stuff. We've been chatting off and on and I really didn't think too much about it. I have lots of guy friends that I talk to all the time and they don't think I'm their girlfriend, why would this guy think any different?
Saturday night I went and picked him up and he hung out with us up at my sister's bar. As soon as I met him in person after all these years, I knew there was going to be a problem. Asked if he needed to take his knife into the bar with him. Uhh what? We're not hanging out on the south end, we're going to a nice upscale part of town dude... Plus he brought along a collection of scary movies. For what? I have no clue. I suppose I'm glad I didn't get chopped up and thrown in a trash can Saturday night.
Anyways, that's what kind of dumb shit is going on in my world right now. Josh saw what he was putting on Facebook and texted me saying he'd stay with me for awhile until all of this dies down, so I guess I'm ok for now.
Have a great hump day people :)
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