Three Day Weekend - Day Three and the Next Two

[30 Jul 2006 | Sunday] 

So the last day of my aborted freedom started nicely with my giving the twins a very belated birthday present, brunch at the Ocean Star. The food was okay, but I kept wondering if they weren't just humoring me the whole time. I guess you must know how it is, taking people you really like somewhere new, wondering if they'll like it too, especially if it's supposed to be some kind of special occasion. I think you get my drift. I was somewhat worried the whole time. Must have been that inkling pressure just got too big for its own good. We hung out for a while, and thanks to a suggestion from Anje, ended up at Bag Lady beach for a night of weiner cooking and smores! Yum. Funny how so many things this weekend began bad, but turned out to be rather cool. We got there too late and all of the fire pits were taken, so we ended up asking this nice family if we could share theirs. They said yeah and the party ensued, but not before we swam in the warmest ocean I've been in in a long time. It was wonderful, refeshing, moist, alluring.... you know, good. Hot dog cookin' was good too as were Sharifah's fucked up marshmallows (all bunched together and unusable... like your mama hahahaha..... wait, that doesn't even make sense.... oh well, where was I?). So yeah, things went well until I had to go back to work, which sucked, but you already knew that... Work always sucks, so bad and negative and junk... not good for a newly blossoming man child..... not good at all, but things didn't go all bad, as I found myself embarking on a new journey (four days in a row, what a fucking couple o' days, huh?) to Burbank to a co-worker's birthday party! I invited Pam along, which might not have been the best idea to begin with, but turned out to be a very good time after all was said and done. She was fun to be around, and just as cute as I'd remembered her being. I even caught myself wondering what might have been, but that gave way to me remembering that we just weren't right for one another. She wasnted things that I just couldn't provide and I was just too plain fucked up to be of any use to anybody. All in all, it was great. I caught up with someone I hadn't seen in a dog's age and watched several people make a damn fool of themselves. (didn't get to sing, myself, though I wish I had.... ) Which all brings me to today. Worked again.... which sucked, but then tonight.... Marcia called me (and no, Pam, she's not nor ever was the love of my life). Seems she'd had a rough weekend and wanted someone to talk to. I went along, trying to figure out what exactly had gone on with that girl, as the last time we'd hung out she hadn't said more than two words to me. Well, we hung out. We talked. We told eachother our tales of relationship woes and all that crap. It was actually kind of fun, though I know for a fact that she wanted me to revert back to the ultra-supportive "friend" that I'd been in high school. That didn't work for me and I told her outright that that's not who i was and not what I was about. If she wanted to hang or whatever then maybe, but even then, I just don't do the whole friendship thing with girls.... or at least seldom do. It just leads to too much trouble and too many bad memories (always on the outside, always held at arm's length). It was just funny, I guess. Talking about shit like that with her, which was followed by her saying that she needed to meet new poeple, namely new guys, and that she wanted me to introduce her. I said no, obviously, cause what kind of guy would ever do that shit to begin with? I told her right there, "If you want to meet me, that's one thing, but I'm not going to introduce you to new people." What the fuck kind of guy would that make me? I mean shit, did my cock and balls just drop off? When did I become Captain Eunich? All in all, I'm not going to get hung up on that shit. I said no when I was supposed to say no and agreed to only the bare minimum with her. I can't help but be wary of her though. She was that girl that had me wrapped around her little finger, and that's the last place I'll ever allow her to get me again....