I’m a horrible person. I flirt blocked Fernando Saturday night and now I’m scared to find out how Karma is going to pay me back. I had good reason for it, but I’ll get into that in a minute.
The night started with picking up Xoch at her apartment, which I thought would be a quick and painless operation… but no. I came in while she was trying to decide what to wear. She changed like three times and it didn’t matter what I liked, she asked my opinions and then blatantly ignored them. Finally I yelled, “I LOVE that shirt! I love ALL of your shirts! I bet you have stuff in your closet that I haven’t even seen yet that I would love and would be perfect to wear out because you look SUPER hot in EVERYTHING! WOW, you are SO HOT!” She wasn’t buying any of that. Was I too transparent?
After like half and hour we finally left and went to the Red Fez to see “Headof Payne” perform. Let me just say that experience is something I will forever regret. That was two hours of pure ridiculousness. The woman has a nice voice, but she needs to learn how to use it. She also needs to take herself WAY less serious.
And don’t get me started on the backup dancers. I haven’t seen dancing that bad in a long long time. They looked like knock-off temptations and I began referring to them as the “attemptations”. It was painful to watch.
I felt like I was in an alternate reality where bad singing, horrible wardrobes, and ridiculous dancers were somehow something to be admired and adored. People in there were eating it up and snapping pictures with their cell phones and I swear I saw swooning. I think people may have even have passed out. FOR SERIOUS! (ok, not really)
I couldn’t even believe what I was seeing. I wanted to scream out, “Are you actually enjoying this?” This was the mother of all train wrecks.
Anyways… So after the train wreck ended, we (Xoch, Nefty, Fernando, Jessica, and I) went to Rainbow to get some boot scootin’ in. I had the best time. I swear I have not had that much fun in a long time. I danced all night, and rarely left the dance floor. I was aching in all kinds of places, but I think the pain got so bad that it eventually just went numb and I was able to continue.
I haven’t felt that “on” about my dancing in a while. I got tons of compliments on my dancing, and I was feeling mighty good. Jessica wants to go dancing again, and I would totally go with her.
Later in the night when they started playing the booty music I was dancing with Fernando and we were totally getting our groove on. To the outside viewer, it had to look like we were either together, or about to be.
So then this cute white boy comes over and puts his back up against Fernando’s back and was all rubbing on my man. I was like, oh HELL NO. I mean, Fernie and I aren’t together and we have a jokingly open relationship, but this boy doesn’t know that. He is openly disrespecting on me and I’m not having any of that.
So I tried to be more obvious that I was with Fernie (but I’m not) and I even put my arm around Fernie to push this boy off, but that didn’t work either. Fernando wasn’t even paying ANY attention to him, but he wouldn’t give up.
After the song was over, the guy turns around Fernie and introduces himself. I snatched Fernando’s hand and walked him away. I was pissed. Why? I don’t know, cuz I’m crazy in the head… and I was a tad jealous.
Later I was dancing to “Neon Moon” with Fernie, and it’s a slow romantic song, and I noticed that boy all staring at Fernie from the edge of the dance floor. He was seriously asking for a beating!
So I pulled Fernie closer and rested my head on his shoulder and then he rested his head on mine. Every time we passed by the boy I glared at him. How mature am I? I swear I’m psycho sometimes.
I didn’t want this boy going anywhere near Fernando, so I suggested it was time for us all to leave. I made sure Fernando left with us and that the boy didn’t come after him.
Nefty took Xoch home and I drove Fernando to his car. “I can’t believe you made me leave when I could have gone and talked to that boy.”
Stupid me, I confessed that was the reason I made him leave. I tried to explain to him that the boy was trash and disrespectful, but he just took it as me being jealous. Whatever… I told him to get in his car and go directly home, NOT to go back to the bar to talk to that boy, and that I was going to sit and wait for him to get in and leave.
I am obviously deranged. I do feel guilty about it though. Does that count for something? I’m worried Karma is going to pay me back.
Today I went bowling with
Our last game we were able to move to the non-smoking section of the alley, but by then I was already feeling bad. I bowled ok, but definitely not my best. I think I only beat my average once.
I came home, ate dinner, and just bummed around. Tomorrow is a half day for me at work. I have a lot to do. Can I get it all done? Probably not.
