Fried Fish

My boyfriend is going to be leaving for Seattle on Wednesday to spend a few days with one of our Seattle friends. It will be good for him because he'll get to work on his laptop with someone who really knows what they're talking about. He (the friend) did work for Microsoft and all, you know.

This weekend we had a storm that blew through. It was pretty amazing. We were at our friends, Steve and Heidi, in North Portland. We looked out the window and noticed it raining very hard and it was really windy. Then we heard some loud whooshing noise and opened their front windows. The rain was vertical and we're their front door is, it's like a wind tunnel so it was 10 times the effect. Things were flying by the window, it was outrageous. A little scary but pretty cool. After seeing that and then the larger than usual hail, Lance and I decided to stay a little longer to wait out the storm.

We found out later that there were trees that fell or broke apart from the storm. A guy died on Barbur when a tree fell on his car. One of Beck's coworkers called in to work because a tree fell on her house. When we came home, the only thing that happened was our garbage can fell down. Other than that, it was okay. There was thunder and if there was lightening, we didn't see it.

Later that day on Saturday, we went to a house party/BBQ. It was really a fundraiser and the vibe was pretty chill. I didn't know anyone but met some nice people. There was one youngin, a 19 year old, who was just all over the place. I know that a lot of the people there were taking stuff so that would explain some of the hyperactivity but still....this dude wouldn't leave me alone and later he told one of our friends, Shorty, that two bums followed him to the house.

They turned out to be neighbors but they stuck out like a sore thumb. I told the owner of the house who didn't even know that they were there. He was still working on getting them out of his house. Having the drunken youngin around didn't help matters.

We were ready to hang out at the place until at least 4am but by 3am, the easy going vibe just seemed to fall apart. It was a combination of a lot of things.

A new DJ came on to play and he must have been a newbie because he didn't know what he was doing. The bums had shown up by then and just making me very sketched out. People were starting to leave and/or pass out. I was ready to go go go and then all of a sudden, I just didn't want to be there anymore. I wasn't feeling it and Lance was feeling the same way.

After a while, it was just...I was sketched out.

If it was my house, that youngin and those hobo-like neighbors would have been kicked out. I'm nice but I'm not that nice.

We also saw Vera which was kind of funny because ten minutes before she showed up, we were talking about how we hadn't seen her in a while. It was nice to catch up for sure. Bree and Shorty showed up with Beck and those two girls were trashed. Bree was just everywhere. Mingling and wobbling around. It was cute to see because she's one of those girls that rarely get trashed but when it happens, it's pretty amusing. She's a great person.

So anyway...I was talking to Vera and she asked me about Erin, Raph's ex. She was recalling the morning of Festivus when the woman just wouldn't leave me alone to the point that I had to tell her straight up that I didn't want to talk to her anymore and to go away. She's never seen me like that. Honestly, I very very rarely ever have to do that. EVER. I always try to be nice or at least diplomatic but....I was just sooooo annoyed!!!! I had to get mean.

That girl is just crazy. There is something not quite all the way there in her. Sweet when she's lucid but...small doses only. Lance can't stand her. A friend of ours is sleeping with her because she's easy. He doesn't care that she's the way she is. Really though, you should. You don't want some crazy baggage to carry over into another relationship.

That brings me to another point. For some of our bachelor friends, it seems like they have been single for so long that they will remain thus. Some of them are choosy and that's good because they're great catches. I wouldn't want them to be attached to some ho who won't understand their lifestyle and love them for them. There is the other group of single men who get girls but just use them. They know they're awful, they know they want that right girl, but they screw up everytime.

If I had single girlfriends, I would hook them up with the more responsible ones because those guys are great. Like our friend Aaron. Very likeable guy. Cute. Has a great career. He's done his fun stuff and is more responsible with his life. Talented. There's our friend Jason. Same thing. Likeable. Great career. Talented.

Maybe their just neurotic but it does take that special kind of person to be able to accept it all and they know...they're just tired of waiting. I am sure the right girl will show up though. I have faith in that.

In regards to Lance and I, we're doing well still. I love him for him. He loves me for me. We have our occassional arguements but we always work it out. If not quite all the way, we at least acknowledge it and apologize for being dickheads to each other. That's all I can ask for. He knows, despite what he'll say in the heat of the arguement, that I don't want to change him. He will change because he wants to. If was I was horrid girlfriend and bitched at him all the time, we wouldn't be together. Fortunately, I don't.

And, a good point I gave him, when I do bitch at him, at least I'm not doing it while I'm drunk or have been drinking. That way at least, I have merit behind what my complaint is all about. He'll try to start a fight sometimes with me when he's drunk and being a dickhead. When that happens, I berate him and refuse to continue on our line of arguement until he sobers up and apologize for treating me horribly. I know my worth.