Friday 6/30

After work I went to dinner at C's cousins house.
which by the way is 30 minutes from my house.
Way on the other side of town.
in a different town.
It has been forever since I last saw B and holy hell I forgot how funny that chick is. Downside: she of course has a child. Im not saying that children are a downside. just that for me....well I think they can sense that I dont really like them. This one was no different. She was trying to play with C who was sitting right next to me and as soon as she saw me she just stopped. and stared at me.
Stared into my soul.
she wouldn't get close to me at all. not that I mind that. Much less pressure to pretend like I know what Im doing. She looked at my face and I said "whats up?" and she looked away and occupied herself by playing with C. C told the little girl to give me hugs. She stared at me again. B said she's not normally so shy and I told her not to worry about it. I know she's not being shy she just knows better than to try and get close to someone that isn't child friendly.
B finished the spaghetti (home made sauce with fried onions and peppers....yummy!) and set the baby up in her high chair with food. She made the baby strip to her diaper so she couldn't get sauce stains on everything in sight. Apparently that wasn't going to be a problem anyway because she didn't want to eat her noodles and sauce. just her salad. and some of her moms salad. she likes salad. Kinda fun to watch a child eat noodles with her fingers...
There was a cat by the door. the way it was laying down made it look like it only had 3 lets. I was certain I would have been told the story of the 3 legged cat so I knew there had to be a fourth leg in there somewhere...I decided not to ask about it. That's why everyone was so confused when the cat got up and I suddenly said "there's the other leg! I knew you had 4 legs!". B and C looked at me like I was crazy. I had to explain myself...as I so often have to.
At one point we were at the table and B was telling us to be careful when petting the not 3 legged cat because he likes to give love bites. I said cats never give me love bites. I always assume theyre going to give me a love bite so I dont pull away and then they bite me. They don't give me love bites. They give me hate bites. And then C was spitting. My "hate bites" remark made her laugh and she had just taken a drink of her water so she spit a bunch of it out. she caught some though.  not really.
The baby (I suppose she would technically be a child not a baby) played with C by standing on her legs and bouncing like a loon. up and down up and down up and down. her dirty feet are leaving weird marks on C's jeans. another reason I dont like them. theyre messy.
Eventually we made our way from B's place back home before going to the same bar we go to every friday. The bar is on the opposite end of town. because I like to drive like a pinball as often as possible.
On the way to the bar C texts the karaoke DJ (she's known him forever and a half and thats how we ended up going to the same bar every friday in our early 20's, to keep the KJ company) and asks if Dale is there. Dale is the old creeper at the bar. he's not there every week but when he is I get scared. Hes gotta be in his 60's and once he told me my toenail polish was the perfect color for the season. Hot pink = summer I guess. The next week he told C the same thing. It was the same shade. He also once kissed C's hand when he introduced himself to her. He claps super annoyingly loud along with songs and he snaps and does this weird old guy dance and his tongue sticks out just a little bit when he concentrates. Like when he concentrates on someones boobs. ick.
So anyway she asked J if Dale was there and he text back saying he was there. I mentally crossed my fingers that mayne Dale wasn't really there. Sure enough when we get there...theres Dale. Luckily he hasn't spotted us yet and he seems to be occupied with a woman at least slightly closer to his age. J comes up and hugs us hello and then the girl that Dale is talking to says "which one of you is C?" and was looking at us. so I pointed and C raised her and and we asked why... She just smirked... I felt weird. J, who is now sitting next to me, starts snickering. Like actually snickering and words start coming out. "I told Dale you asked about him. *snicker snicker* I told him some girls were asking about him *snicker*"
I swear to god I almost punched him in his face.
Instead I said " WHAAAAAAAAA?!"
C looked mortified.
Then J left.
And Dale pounced. Suddenly he was at our table laughing his weird creeper laugh and staring with his eyes that are just slightly un normal...like theyre perpetually unfocused. He made some bad jokes. And then introduced himself to me (for the 5th time). I shook his hand. He just kinda help mine. Held it. For way too long. waaaaaaay to long.
ick
he left (thank god) and C started texting bigJ to see if he was coming and how far away he is. C has known bigJ forever too. Shes known everyone forever. Apparently he's bringing a friend with him. The one that came last time. Oh you mean the one that kinda reminded me of K's ex? oh cool.
They get to the bar fast. thank god. I'm scared of Dale. He also seemed a little hurt when he finally left our table. I was being kinda rude I guess. Oh well. Creepers get rudeness. Sorry bro.
looks like we're gonna play pool. Sweet. I don't play pool enough. which is why I'm not good at it any more. oh great...the boys are now playing the lotto machines and we're basically guarding the pool table.
Eventually they find quarters and I start to rack but all the balls aren't in the lil thinger that holds them. What the hell. shove, jimmy, shove, push, and bam theres the rest of them.
Playing.
he goes.
other one goes.
she goes.
I go.
why is bigJ snickering now?
apparently I need to check my phone for a text.
a text from C saying bigJ's friend R might like the idea of liking me.
hmmmm
this is the one that reminds me of K's ex. and he's definitely kinda loud. which whatever. but annoying still. and kinda rude sometimes for no reason. and just kinda so not totally not my type.
Let's go to the park!
The park with the good swings? Hells yes!
bigJ's driving. Awesome. I drive all the time. This is a nice break.
and I get to sit in back. with R.
awesome :-/
we're riding. he's singing. oh and theres the clapping. I definitely have to tell him to stop that and why.
Get to the park. Walk to the swings. down a very steep hill.
SWING!
C's an awesome swing pro. she gets all super high up and then does this crazy twisty thing. So crazy looking. I can do it to. but not as good. I think its because I weigh more. honestly.
The boys think we're insane. Whatever. Sooo much fun.
I have to stop because swinging makes me feel funny. like slightly nauseous. and scared. Pretty sure we just decided to walk to the cemetery behind the park. we walk a ways and have to turn around. all the way back to the car, up that hill. on our way back down the hill...C takes a step and I watch her foot keep moving when it should clearly be still and suddenly C is sitting on her other leg on the ground. It kinda looks like a natural way to sit until you see her face cracking up from laughter. and now we're all laughing. I have to apologize to her for laughing but I just cant help laughing when its because someone fell. people falling is just funny! you know its true!
we make it to the cemetery. I may be slightly scared of zombies but this cemetery actually isnt too bad. quiet. kinda peaceful. walk walk walk
boys hear the sound of fighting so we all stop to listen. keep walking. we're going to walk around the block instead of back through the cemetery because bigJ is paranoid that we're being followed and since the cemetery is technically closed and we may have possibly walked around a couple of closed gates. maybe. definitely.
we start getting closer to the fighting noises. and then we get across the bridge and then we can see them. a huge group of people. yelling. I cant see much of whats going on. but I dont like the idea of gangs or fighting or getting in any way involved. so we turn around and decide to cut through back to the park via the springwater corridor. good thing the boys are here. and on our side. and its a short walk. then funny bigJ decides to tell us people jump out from the right side. the side Im close to of course.
basically we make it back to the car after the boys get really ridiculous about a cop patrolling the park. we see about a thousand cops all going to where the big group was. we definitely got outta there just in the nick of time.
Home by 3:30 and passed out in no time. gotta go the river tomorrow!