One of my friends is the master of perspective. I have known him for almost 20 years and he never ceases to amaze me at how easily he can just shut me the fuck up with but a few sentences. When him and I are together it's like Jay and Silent Bob. I will run my mouth for hours on end and it will be total gibberish while he doesn't say a single word. Then out of nowhere he talks, says like five words, and it's motherfucking Yoda. Asshat. After he read yesterday's post he sent me a Yoda-esque response. Two sentences basically that put things into perspective. Thanks a lot you douche. Love ya.
I had zero plans for yesterday and decided to use the time to clean the house. I cleaned the kitchen, the bathroom, and my room. The big ones. This way it is all done before we leave Sunday morning. That took me all of two hours. Whee. Luckily I got an email from one of my co-workers with the some changes that needed to be done to the reports. Some final last minute QA stuff one of the users discovered. He expected me to do it today, but I took advantage of being bored and worked for like five hours yesterday. I still have one open item this morning but otherwise I cranked it all out yesterday. He was amazed that I was working and was happy everything was done. Yay me. Why did I want to do it all yesterday? Because today is on call sex day. At any moment in the next 24 hours I could get a call from SG saying come fuck me now. Her schedule is variable right now but we don't want to waste any opportunity. Therefore when she calls, work be damned, I am going to have sex. Rough, insane, push me against a wall sex.
Age ain't nothing but a number bitches.
Speaking of age (huh?), guess who has two thumbs and 'won' yesterday? That's right, this motherfucker.
I got a text from my director's husband around 1 yesterday and I was busy working and that's how I responded. I knew what he wanted. He wanted to know why I canceled the party. I let him stew for a while before calling back. He wanted to know if I canceled the party because of them. I told him the truth. I told him that I asked the person in question to not come to the party, gave his wife time to change her invite, she didn't, so I canceled because there was no reason to have a party a mile from their house if they weren't going to be there. "oh". He had no come back on that because he knew I was right. If they weren't there, there are many more convenient places to have a party. I told him it was no big deal and not to worry about it. I kept it short, to the point, and very factual.
Tick tock... 1/2 hour. Ring ring motherfucker. "We are throwing you a party at our house. I will create the event and take care of it right now." One one hand I am touched that I finally made them feel guilty for their actions and to suffer some kind of repercussions about those actions, on the other, I was still pretty pissed off about the whole situation and didn't really WANT a party. It didn't help that I had been home alone all day with no plans. The kid btw, worked from 10-1 then went to XKBF's house for a BBQ. I begrudgingly accepted they could throw me a party. He did apologize that his wife didn't change her invite status in time. She was going to but had fallen asleep. Okay. I can get that, mostly. I gave her 8 hours in the middle of the day, but okay. One side note? They don't throw parties for people at their house unless it is a 21st birthday or for themselves OR one of the few close people in their lives. Mine will be maybe the third in two years I have seen thrown at their house for someone who wasn't immediate family or turning 21. This is why I feel like I 'won'. It wasn't a competition, but it was more that they saw that what they did had consequences.
Watched a movie later in the evening. Hellevator. A japanese horror movie. I actually enjoyed it. Well filmed I thought. It's on Netflix, look it up. Played Diablo - almost through Act 4 with my Barbarian! - and went to bed around 9:30. SG sent me a couple of messages through the day, some other random happy 4th messages from friends, a plan to get together when I get back from Disneyland to drop acid with another friend, and the girl who was part of the whole birthday drama? She texted me to tell me about her date. Yes, she is still pissed off at me, but as she put it 'not friendship breaking pissed'. Cool. After she had time to calm down, she got the position I was in about all this. We are mostly good.
Now, time to shower and wait for my sex call...
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