we'll ignore this except that i have a date with him this week. so continue on to friday...
meet up for a happy hour and all the churners in dc were in attendance. was quite fun to catch up in person and chat. helped put some things in perspective and think about what i want out of this whole experience.
later in the evening went to the dance party where i was supposed to chat with cato.
i had had a few drinks before arriving. and it was open bar when i arrived. so clearly i had two drinks in my hand (hey hey! i'm on a budget! gotta take advantage of these things while you can).
next thing i know, cato taps me on the shoulder. we chat for a hot second but avoid any real conversation. he goes back to his friends.
then i start dancing with friends. they have some drama they need to take care of. i might be a lil tipsy. i go downstairs to sit at bar and chat with other friend. as we're chatting, in walks mutual friend of hirshhorn who i met at concert on monday...we shall call him swede (he's swedish).
we chat. start flirting. next thing i know, we're dancing upstairs. and by dancing i mean dancing. like daaaaancing. might have made out with him for a lil bit on the dancefloor too. i dont know why i do these things (alcohol has nothing to do with it i swear).
oh but wait, who do i spot in the corner? pink sock.
yes. yes. this has officially turned in to a dating nightmare.
i'm drunk. making out with swede (a friend of hirshhorn). i'm in plain view of cato who i still may or may not have feelings for. and pink sock is staring me down from the corner.
this is definitely at least the fifth circle in the dante's the divine comedy. for. realz.
hell.
so what's a guy to do?
get another drink. obvi.
i dance some more. i simply avoid all goings on around me. pay attention to my friends and swede.
and then its 2am. so i go home with swede.
honestly. honestly.
i mean. maybe its not horrible because at least pink sock will now understand the picture that i dont want to date him, or at least am going to be dating other people. and cato? i mean do i want to date someone who's weird with dating? like does it ever turn out well for people who have to pull someone in to dating or wait for them to be ok with it? i mean i know i dont want to deal with that, i just like him. but that's not a good enough reason to try and wait it out for him and avoid other people.
aaaaand as for the whole swede being friends with hirshhorn. so hirshhorn still has yet to reply to my cute email from friday. and surprisingly im not freaking out about it. i mean, if he isnt going to respond to that, then clearly he's not the type i want to date. well, maybe not clearly, but i need more communication than this. i mean, maybe he's busy, maybe he has this going on or that going on, but still. i'm busy and i can make it happen, so should someone i date.
so while a hot mess, maybe it will all work out for the best?
and this churning week shall be an interesting one. i have late dinner and drinks with swede after bocce on tomorrow night. and then late drinks with 8pack wednesday.
both could not be more opposite. swede is swedish (obvi). red headed. beard. 32. works in IT for the gubment. likes dorky things like star galactic or something like that. then we have 8pack who has a ridiculous body. law school. young. latin. sweet and smart. its like both of these guys represent two distinct parts of my personality.
oh the competing interests. this shall be fun.
churn baby, churn!
song for this post:
just dance - lady gaga. cause thats what friday was like.
