I am tired of celebrating people’s birthdays, tired of going to happy hours, tired of going to parties. This month has had too many. No offense to anyone who’s party(ies) I have attended. I had fun at all of them, but I’m finished. I need a break.
Friday night Francisco came over and we tried to watch Nine Months. I can’t believe I’ve gone this long without ever seeing it, and yet I still didn’t get to see it. The stupid DVD was all scratched and unplayable. I don’t even think we made it half way through before we gave up on it. I took it out twice and tried cleaning it, but the third time it stopped I just gave up.
Saturday I went to my parent’s house for a while and hung out. I made some signs for my dad on my computer and now I have to get them printed. I’m not totally happy with the way they came out, so I might work on them some more.
Saturday evening Francisco and his friend Rodrigo came over and we went to a party at his friend Polo’s house, way out in the sticks. It’s a really nice house though, and they had a nice backyard, with a pool, for entertaining. I was the only white person at this birthday party. A few of the guests spoke English, but 99% of the conversation was in Spanish. So yeah, I spent a lot of time just staring off into space.
What was odd was that I recognized four of the people, but couldn’t figure out from where. They looked so familiar! I’m sure it was from another party I probably went to with an ex. One of them I finally figured out that I knew through Jimmy. We talked about him for a bit and I got his new number, so I’m excited about that.
We had to leave that party early to go to Sam’s birthday party. Which reminds me, it’s so funny/cute how Francisco says birthday. He never says just “birthday” it’s always “happy birthday”, like “Is my friends happy birthday today.” “We go to Sam’s happy birthday?”
We had the hardest time finding Sam’s happy hour. It was at this place called the Beauty Bar, but the darn place didn’t have a sign on it, and it didn’t open until 9, and we were driving around at 8:45. Apparently the lights were off, and since it didn’t have a sign it was practically invisible. We looped the block like five times and I was getting super frustrated.
We finally parked and started walking around and then Sam called and told me exactly where it was. The bar was super cute, and supposedly not a gay bar, but I don’t see how it couldn’t be. The majority of people hanging out there were gays and their hags, and the bar was decorated like a 1950’s hair salon, with metallic glitter paints in pink shades. SUPER CUTE! The drinks were called things like Conditioner, Shampoo, Blow Dry… and stuff like that.
It was nice to catch up with all those people that I hadn’t seen in FOREVER. We hung out at his party for a while and then left to Rainbow to meet up with other friends. I was kind of ready to go home, but I had promised other people I’d meet them out too. My sister even made a surprise visit. We didn’t stay too long at RCC because Francisco was about to pass out asleep.
Sunday Francisco and I went to lunch with my friend Jennifer, whom I hadn’t seen in over three years. She looked the same, but her kids were all grown up. It’s weird seeing them now. We had lunch at Chili’s because it was easy for her to find and close to her hotel.
After lunch I watched Jarhead, which was ok, but so not my type of movie. Actually the movie kind of annoyed me, too much immaturity and machismo. I would never survive in the military, those people are dumb and annoying. After the movie, I needed a nap.
I had to turn my phone off because it would not stop ringing. Francisco has been teasing me about it too. The majority of my calls were coming from Javi, M.Lo, Gina, Xoch, and Jennifer, and it’s like more than one an hour sometimes. Then add to that the text messages from Javi, M.Lo, Xoch, Jennifer, Harvey, Ryan, my sister, and Eric. It was too much. Normally I enjoy it all and it keeps me busy, but when I’m with Francisco it’s kind of embarrassing and it’s distracting.
Unfortunately, I forgot to turn my phone back on and I ended up missing hanging out with Jennifer again. I guess I’ll have to make up for it next weekend. It’s really hard to spend any quality time with her anyways, with her kids and husband vying for her attention.
I dropped my vehicle back off at the shop last night. I hope they can get it fixed today. I’m going to have to call them several times today to harass them. I have this strange feeling that they are going to blame the short on my stereo. It’s not the factory stereo, but it has been working fine in my vehicle for over two years now.
This coming weekend, NO parties. I may turn my phone off again one day just to get some peace.
