Another Weekend Wrapup

This weekend has felt like it's gone on forever. I think it's more the lack of sleep over the past week than anything. Friday, I took a half day and hit the Cubs home opener with Jarmon and Billy.

Sidenote: Billy broke the news that he's leaving on tour in the middle of May with his band. They got a 2 album deal with 2 singles and 2 music videos that are guaranteed to be pushed by the studios. If the album does poorly, they're still on tour for a year, if it does well, they will stay on the road for about 3 years. Jesus, I can't even imagine driving around on a bus for a year, much less 3. Since they've been recording over the past 6-9 months, he's already started the rocker lifestyle. He said that you can't even understand how the women just throw themselves at you. He shared in a couple tales of what's happened over the past few weeks and I gotta say, it was impressive. Note to self, be lead guitarist in next life.

Anyways, back to the game. It was a 1 pm game so I knew I was in for a long one. We left during the 8th inning just to head over to Murphy's which had a crowd that was the equivalent to Bourbon St during Mardi Gras. Basically, whereever the crowd was going was the way you were going. It was filled with chotchies and Wrigleville women with their infamous big asses. I swear, you could tap those chicks asses and Bud Light would come out.

Afterwards, we went to Tryst, then to Ivy to meet up with the Hankees & Co., then back to Tryst, then home to change, then back out to Friar Tucks for Carmen's bday. Alright, why I went to so many places, I don't know. Kelly and her friends showed up at Tryst where Kelly began crying b/c she saw Adrian with another woman or some shit. I feel for her and that whole situation but it was sort of a buzzkill. And you know, I don't even know why I went to Camen's bday. First, I don't even really like the girl. Second, she's best friends with a girl that I used to date that I can't hang around for more than 10 minutes b/c she'll start in with the why did you break up with me, you know we're meant to be with one another, and so on. I guess I went so Jarmon didn't have to go alone. But sure enough, she was there and started with the crazy talk. So that's when I gave the final "C ya" and got my ass home. I had to get home early b/c I had to wake up early on Sat anyways.

Sat morning, got up, got the car washed (it looks incredible now) and went back to Oak Park to help the p's with some landscaping. Basically, my bro and I laid mulch for a good part of 3.5 hours. I think it was something like 70 bags or some shit. You know, it's probably not the thing I really wanted to do on a Sat but my dad is one of the most generous guys in the world. He'll do anything you ask him and never throw a scorecard back in your face like most people will. So when he made the call on Thursday that he needed some help, it was a no brainer. Plus, it was nice to have the whole family together for a morning/afternoon that wasn't some planned holiday or family occasion.

So then I ran back to the office, grabbed some things and got home to shower and get ready to go back out to the burbs to meet this girl at Red Stone in Oak Brook (or land of the "princesses"). So I made it at around 7 to meet up with Leslie who had her best friend there too at the bar... not cool. So I had to entertain her and her best friend for the next 1.5 hrs until her friend decided she was going to go shopping or something. Interesting, I guess people go shopping at 9 in the burbs on the weekend... hey, whatever floats your boat, I just didn't even know stores stayed open that late on the weekends. So I'm sitting there and the convo was ok. She carries herself a little rough around the edges. She was cute and a little curvy... well, she was definitely curvy up top. And I could tell that she likes to flaunt them. Insider info determined 36DDs which seemed about right. I was slow with my cocktails but as the night went on, she just got more annoying. She broke some major, major rules in my book. Ok, why do some girls have to tell you that they're going to go "pee" when they have to go to the bathroom. Unless you know me really well, you should never tell me something like that, it just shows no class. I assume that if you excuse yourself that you're going to use the restroom or something, whatever, it doesn't matter to me. I'm assuming that you'll be back shortly. Then b/c she could tell that it bothered me, she thought she would get funny... "You know, when there's no bathrooms around, I've gone pee outside thousands of times". I'm sure my face was priceless but I didn't even look at her but she thought she was funny. I was really disgusted. From there on out, I wasn't even trying for a vibe or anything. I could tell that she was into me but whatever. Then about an hour later, I closed out and we were sort of planning somewhere else to go. But this girl makes another comment and I turned and said "Hey Leslie, I'm going head home". Then I grabbed my jacket and didn't turn around to even see what the reaction was. I guess b/c I just didn't care. No goodbye, no I had a good time, no I'll call you later, no nothing. Maybe it was a little cold but fuck it. My tolerance for bullshit is pretty low at this point. Happens when you get jerked around. And it wasn't just b/c the whole "pee" comments, she just wasn't my type. Maybe her comments were just the excuse I needed to drop her.

As soon as I walk in the door, the phone starts buzzing with text messages. I'm thinking "fantastic, now what fun could possibly be waiting for me?" -- yeah right. Sure enough, it was Mandy from the night before with a text that said "What are you doing later? Me?" Not 2 seconds later, she sends a follow up that said "Found someone else. Goodnight". I responded with a "Me too. Hope you and Chauncy have a great time. Nite" -- Chauncy was a reference to a guy (actually name Clancy, I could never remember his name for the longest time) who Mandy tried to make me jealous by trying to hook up with him in front of me at a party b/c I wasn't paying enough attention to her. Well, this was basically the same thing, I knew she didn't have anyone with her, she was playing those stupid games. Then she wrote something stupid back and then called me 10 minutes later looking for an invitation to "hang out" which I basically just acted like a dick long enough for her to be like "you don't sound like you're much fun right now so I'll talk to you later". That was my cue to just hang up the phone b/c again, I just don't care. Maybe this time, she'll get the point and won't call.

I just know that after this weekend, I am so tired of the bar scene. Ugh, it's just not for me anymore. Sometimes I just think that I'm supposed to be alone forever. No one seems to understand me. I am a compromising person, but I don't have a lot of tolerance for certain behaviors. The person that I thought understood me the most didn't even turn out to be the person she built herself to be. Best example:
She sends a couple pictures of her with her new haircut... fine.
At the time, she went to DC with her family for the weekend... fine.
She got her haircut on a Sat at her favorite salon... great.
She said that the 2 pics with the guy is a boucer that wanted a picture with her... weird request but fine.

But no, it's not fine. The problem is that her and the bouncer have different clothes on in each of the pictures which means that these pictures were taken on 2 different nights. But she only went out on Sat before she went back home. Unless of course, she went home and changed and came back and but so would the bouncer. Hmmm, that possibility really doesn't tread much water. Fucking liar. In fact, A-lya is the new name round town. Then we can go on about "Married Mike" and "the kid" and whatever else there was or wasn't but it's not worth it. It's just good that I know the truth.

Oh yeah, you may or may not read this but if you do, do something decent for once and send me $170 that I had to piss away on your ticket to come out there for our wonderful "bday getaway" from Thursday through Tuesday. Glad I'll have to take those vacation days back at work like some asshole who doesn't know when they're going on vacation. You should know my address by now with all those packages that you've sent here. That would be great, thanks.

So my brother is coming over soon. I'm going to help him out with his taxes. Should only take about a half hour. I still have to do mine. Tax day is coming up soon, better get them done this week.