normal is the watchword (original) (raw)

So last night I broke up with my current boyfriend (which is such a dramatic way to start an LJ entry, but I swear it's not, hahaha). We'd been dating for about five and a half weeks I think, maybe more, I didn't really keep count. Anyhoo, things were good for the first four weeks, but after the last time we hung out, I got this really weird vibe from him that got me thinking about things, and he wasn't returning my calls (an obvious sign). So I called him up last night to hang out, with the hidden purpose of talking to him about such things.

We went out and played pool at Peacock's which was super sweet, then I shotgunned my first beer in a sketchy alleyway just for shits and giggles. Unfortch, it went everywhere because I suck at life, and we had to hop into the Sticky Wicket to get me cleaned off. At least it was a pretty good laugh for both Ryan and I.

While in the Wicket, we met up with one of Ryan's friends by coincidence (her name is Rocky, really super nice, and her friend Mel) and they were headed off to Soprano's, the karaoke bar. So we went and took a bus to another part of downtown, where on the bus we ran into Ryan's friend Graham, also by accident - he joined our posse!

At Soprano's, I drank too much beer and sang an awesome rendition of 'Natural Woman' while entirely intoxicated. Rocky and Mel gave me a talk about how it didn't look like Ryan was treating me very well, but I figured I'd talk to him about it while we were sober instead of entirely shitfaced. Apparently, they gave him a REALLY stern talking to while I was in the bathroom, then when I came back he told me that he was sorry but the romance was gone. Then he told me that I should slap him cos he was an asshole. I slapped him really hard, then laughed my ass off cos it was actually pretty funny.

We ended up catching a cab together where we talked about things. It was just funny that he was trying to break the news to me while I was trying to break similar news to him. He told me that he still really liked me as a friend, but just felt like there was no spark left, and I completely agreed. I basically just wanted to know where I stood in the situation. He apologized for handling things very rudely as far as returning calls and just being a jerk in general, and I forgave him after telling him that he was, indeed, an asswipe. My main concern with the whole situation was losing him as a friend, because we really do have a good time when we're together, and I didn't want to sacrifice that just because things weren't working out romantically. Luckily for both of us, it looks like our friendship was salvaged, and we're probably going out to play tennis sometime this weekend.

This is my news for now. Don't worry, I'm totally not upset - if anything I'm happier about it than I was a few days ago, even though we're broken up. Too bad I have a wicked hangover and just ate a huge bowl full of fries for sustenance. So deliciousssss... I'm hopefully going to catch the new Indiana Jones movie soon, and I have a job interview tomorrow with the photographer that I might have mentioned. Hopefully this Monday I'll have a chance to go home for a little bit and see my mom and sister and a few of my hometown friends. No more drinking for now...I need to recover.

xoxo
Meghan