Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Am I gay? I'm ecstatic!

I don't even know where to begin about this weekend. Really nothing major happened to me, yet I'm exhausted. Friday night I went over to I.'s place and nothing terribly exciting happened... wait for it. Saturday morning we finally pull ourselves out of bed and shamble towards the car so that we can go to her mother's wedding. No car.. that's right, where once I.'s car stood proud there is a sick looking delapidated mini-van, I don't even think I should call it a mini-van but maybe a shag wagon with AIDS. Anyway, no car, which meant one of two things, either; 1) I. took to sleepwalking, sleepdriving, and sleepparking, or 2) her car had been stolen. So after trying to figure out any other alternative we went to the police station and filed a report. Two hours later we finally got on the road towards VA (after I.'s younger sister telling, "You do know the wedding is at 7, right?"). We made fairly good time and got to the wedding on time. It was a beautiful ceremony, there was a brief moment of panic for me when I., completely straightfaced, told me that she had informed her mother that I am a fairly good singer and therefore her mother had set it up so that I would sing a song, I nearly killed her and she nearly pissed herself laughing when I realized she had put me on. For the next twenty four hours everything was fairly uneventful.

We came back home and went straight to the police station where they told us to call the next morning. I had an eye exam and I. had a test the next day. So we spent another quiet night at home and the next morning gave the police a call, "call back after 8.. PM". Are they joking?? I went to my eye exam and we determined that I'm straining my left eye at my job. That's not the only thing that I'm straining but one thing at a time. Long and short of it, I'm getting glasses, well reading glasses. I think they're cute and they make me look older, nothing wrong with that. We call back after 8PM, they tell us to wait one more day. In essence I. had to wait until last night to get the phone number of the place where her car is being held, we can't go look at it or get anything out of it, even thought it's her car, because the insurance company needs to see it first (as if we're going to go and mess it up more, right?).

There's another thing that is stressing both I. and I out. It's hard to talk about and it's something that we both need to be aware of, but we're going to make it through. I have no doubts about that. In some ways, when you date your best friend it can be really hard because those things that you would immediately take to them to talk about, you can no longer. I knew this when I got into the relationship, but seeing as how this is I.'s first relationship I'm not sure she did. I want to be there for her when she needs to talk about this issue, but I dont want her to feel like she's going to put distance between us, as far as our relationship is concerned, because the things she's scared about or angry about are things that have to do with me. I just wish that she had some close friends that weren't gay, and weren't my close friends also. I do believe that it's very important that friends of the person you're dating get along with you well. It's a sign that you're a good match. Yet at the same time I recognize that the need for having close personal friends that you don't share the same closeness with their sig. other is very important. That's what I hope both of us will be able to find shortly. It will help with loneliness that I. might feel (and that I am feeling in some ways), but also when things like this come up, she doesn't have to feel like it's talk to me or no one.

In other news, I. came up with this amazing idea of creating a podcast. I think that it would be awesome to do something like that and helpful for me to feel like I'm doing something productive. So this weekend I'm really going to go after the idea and see what I can do. Also maybe I can convince I. to come and do her Friday's Five, cause I have always loved those and I'm sure that anyone... (if I could recruit anyone to)... listening would love them too.

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