Avoidance and boning and hospitals, Oh my!
2009-11-29 @ 8:02 p.m.
Contrary to the last entry, apparently I am Stephen's rebound girl (one of?). We were all hanging out last week sometime and Hannah and Alana went out to the Redwood, and Stephen stuck around and watched Arrested Development with me. There is something about watching that show with a dude that apparently makes them want to fuck me. I should do an empirical study on the influence of Arrested Development on my sex life. We made out and almost ended up sleeping together. My monthly visitor prevented that.
Which, by the way, I just ended my period a week ago, give or take, and just went to the bathroom in Vita and I'm all crampy and bleedy. What the hell? What is my body doing?! I only missed one day or my birth control...
Anyway. I got a job... in an espresso trailer. In Greenlake. Fuckity fuck. But hey, it's a job and I get to read a lot and drink free coffee and stare at a hot fry cook at Spud's and listen to music and drink free coffee and experiment with the strangest and largest variety of syrups on the planet.
Back to the whole Stephen thing. A few days after that he and I and Brittany hung out, drank and sung at the Crescent (which is rapidly becoming "our bar." into it.) and I went home with him after we all had some strange sex talks at the bar. We ended up boning and I stayed the night. All was well minus the ridiculous sleep cuddling and the 4 AM drug dealer brawl in his neighbors' apartment, which would have been ridiculously funny had I not been so tired. And now we randomly make out and cuddle and still hang out as buddies. It's weird and so anticlimactic after that painfully huge crush I had on him. I need to stop fixating and then realizing my fixations, because they don't end up being all I crack them up to be.
Oliver still isn't back and I don't know when he's coming back and apparently neither does he. Since I'm pretty sure I'm simply just Stephen's rebound and things are a little weird with that, I want Oliver back. I don't know what he's been doing in Louisiana, but all I know is we are going to have to start using a condom. Yeah, I know, I'm an idiot. That's been established time and time again. I want him around because that means someone is around to fuck at 3 AM when I want to and I can wake up to someone regularly. I just want normalcy, and I can't seem to get it, but that's the closest thing. Who even knows if he's coming back. This is a shit show. Not to mention, everyone hates him.
And I'm just typing and typing and I have a gosh dern paper to write on sexually violent predators. Look at me avoiding things!
Pops went into the hospital on Thanksgiving. He woke up and couldn't walk. They think he has vertigo. He's okay. Thank you, modern medicine.