Turning

I don't know if I'm going to have time for a decent length post in the next day or two, so I'll try to give you a brief update on my weekend.

(I don't think I'm ever going to finish the third part of that post on my weekend with Narc from last week. In any event, the only major piece of news coming out of that one was that Narc hasn't spoken to the Exhibitionist for about a month because she's prostituting herself. Good riddance!)

Anyway, on to this past weekend:

Thursday:

I woke up upset with B-- fallout from going to see Rent the night before and telling him I'm still in love with him. We fought on the phone when he cancelled our Saturday morning brunch with his brother. It was all I could do to keep from crying in front of BigSis and Bro-in-Law (on the train ride to Long Island). (Oh-- and B and I rescheduled the brunch for Friday morning).

I have to admit, I had a lovely Thanksgiving with my family. I stuffed myself. And it was GOOD! Narc sent me a text mid-day: Happy Turkey Day. Getting take-out soon. (Poor Narc! All alone on Thanksgiving!)

On the train ride home, I dodged JV-- a boy I went to high school with and with whom I didn't feel like conversing. I texted Narc, but decided I was too tired to meet up with him. (He ended up at Bar & Books with CouchSleeper anyway).

Friday:

I woke up for the brunch with B's brother, but B called me first to "talk things out." I ended up telling him that I think we need to put some distance between us because I can't handle him telling me that he loves me every day and acting like I'm the most important thing in the world to him while he has another girlfriend.

"It makes me feel like crap-- second place," I said.

He ultimately agreed, but it was an incredibly difficult conversation. I spent the entire morning sobbing until my sides hurt, curled up in bed with my blue sweatshirt hood pulled up over my head. (Needless to say, we cancelled the brunch.)

I eventually pulled myself out of bed, showered and downed a bottle of wine, mid-afternoon. Then I decided to go to the Time Warner office to trade in my old cable boxes for new ones with a TiVo option. I texted Narc about it, as he's been bugging me to do it for a while. (Now I'll never have to be without Dr. Phil or my soaps again!)

I spoke to Hammer on the phone and agreed to meet her at her favorite cafe after I got done at Time Warner. We gossiped and I drank a grog. She told me about the Scorpion-- a bitchy girl who is friends with our friend Velma. The Scorpion hangs out at Bar & Books and has only nasty things to say about Narc. I feel so protective over him. Velma may try to bring her to my birthday party, but if she does, something may go down. I don't want anyone to talk that way about the man I love! Anyway, Hammer and I both had some sparkling cider which didn't taste very alcoholic, and we flipped through the pages of Cosmo.

Hammer had to go home to prepare herself to meet Timesy (change her clothes, schminken, etc.), but she's quick about those things, so I said I would wait for her at the Village Tavern. I ate some pretzels and drank jack & diets and shots of Jager. Hammer arrived and we bonded some more, talking about our first kisses, Timesy being a perfect cut out man, and Hammer did a cute "timesy dance."

Finally he showed up, and I caught my first glimpse of the infamous Timesy! Cute. We walked outside and he took control and hailed me a cab. I made a note of it. I was running late to meet NDN and his sister for dinner. She lives in LA, but was in town for Thanksgiving, so it was a unique chance to get to see her.

When I got back to my place, I realized that I had locked my keys inside the apartment. As this was the second time I had done this, I was using the spare set, usually left with the doorman. Now I was screwed. (And tipsy to top it off!) I had the doorman call the super to bust open the door and then I went to meet NDN and his sister at Maharaja.

NDN always describes his sister as a "jappier version" of himself. I didn't think she was particularly jappy, but she was much more of the "corporate type" than NDN. (BTW-- hope no one is offended by my use of the world "jappy." It's pretty standard fare around here!) The funniest part of the conversation-- the look on her face when NDN mentioned he had been talking to his Argentinean housekeeper on the phone; oh! And when she asked us if we ask for someone's "papers" to verify their health before sleeping with them.

After dinner, I came back and hung out at NDN's house until the Super could break the lock off my door. Then I came home and started to get ready for bed.

At around midnight, Narc called. I called him back and arranged to go over there. We had a great night together, and stayed up quite late, just hanging out and talking at his place.

Saturday:

The next morning we didn't wake up until mid-afternoon. Then we ordered in takeout and watched TV until I felt like my brain was going to rot. I told Narc I had to get out and away from the television. It was a little weird, though, because it wasn't clear if he wanted to come with me or not.

"Where are you going to go?" he asked.

"I don't know," I said. "Maybe I'll check out that country bar right here-- The Patriot."

Narc hates that bar, as it's not trendy at all and the jukebox is filled with Elvis, Cash, etc. But I love it. It's cheap and friendly and I'm into all the music.

"Well, maybe I'd join you for a pint or two, but I don't have any cash," he said.

(Narc was out of money but was avoiding calling his mom to get more. Apparently she controls the family funds).

"I'll treat," I said. (That was a minor mistake-- the two of us drink like crazy and the whole night ended up putting me out about $200 that I really don't have).

A lot happened at the bar. I was singing along to the music; we called Hammer and told her to come down and meet us; I asked Narc to kiss me and he said "no," and then I got really upset. Hammer said that when she arrived, I was being a drama queen about the whole thing and making a fight. Then, she says, Narc grabbed me and kissed me intensely. Sweet. Narc gave Hammer some good advice about her dilemma with the Wizard. She texted me that she likes him, and yesterday she wrote: "He loves you; last night it was so obvious to me."

Anyway, I don't remember all that much else about the evening. (Yes, Mystic-- I am aware of my blackouts). But like I said, I do remember talking to the bouncer, and was worried about being in a fight with Narc.

Sunday:

I woke up on barely any sleep and rushed off to meet B at church, where he was performing duties as an acolyte.

On the way to get a cab, I was downing cans of Red Bull. Some guy unloading a truck called out to me, "I sure hope it gives you wings!"

"Yeah, me too," I mumbled.

I must have looked like a wreck. I was still pretty drunk.

After Church, B and I had Chinese for lunch. As much as I want to "grow apart" from B, I think it's going to take a while. We just know each other so damn well, and I love him so much and I can't imagine my life without him. We'll have to take it day by day and see how it goes. Later I realized I forgot my cell phone charger at Narc's.

Before going to get it, I had a little meeting with NDN who needed some advice about his own life issues.

I wasn't planning on staying at Narc's. In fact, I showed up in pajama bottoms, no bra, no makeup on me, no toothbrush. I wasn't even carrying a purse! But when I got there, he invited me to stay for a while and watch some TV. I was surprised that there was no fall-out from the previous night. Before long, he announced that he had to get out of the house.

"I've been stuck in here all day!" he complained.

"Not me," I said. "I've already been out today."

"Wanna go to the movies?" he asked.

Narc wanted to go see the Harry Potter movie. I protested because not only have I not seen any of the other Potter movies, I've never even read a Potter book! I was totally Potter-ignorant!

"Well, it's time for you to lose your Potter-virginity!" he declared.

I agreed, as long as he would fill me in on the necessary background.

I have to say, the movie was quite good. (Although I was a little embarrassed to be parading about town in my pajamas. Thank goodness for long winter coats!) Narc now had money in his bank account again, so he paid for the date. We shared a big popcorn. I liked it.

Afterwards, I was planning on taking off. On the way back to his place, Narc wanted to stop for a snack.

"Do you want anything?" he asked.

"Well, I was going to head home," I said. "But I guess I'll stay and hang out for a little longer."

On the subject of food, Narc brought up the pizza we ate the night before. (Um... we did?)

"Wasn't that the best pizza ever?" he asked.

I was embarrassed to admit that I had NO recollection of any pizza. Not even the vaguest notion!

"Um, yeah... it was really good," I said.

Oops!

I was insanely tired back at Narc's place, as I was running on just 3-4 hours of sleep, whereas he had slept in until 2:00 in the afternoon. By 1:00 am or so, I fell asleep on his lap on the couch. He woke me up to move into the bedroom, although I'm not sure what time that was. (Maybe around 3:00 am?)

This morning I woke up at 9:30 and just rolled out of bed and came home. I didn't even brush my teeth or comb my hair, as all I had to wear were pajamas. I just hopped in a cab and then did those things back at my place.

Anyway, now it's Monday and time to focus on school and work and getting shit done. No more Narc for the moment, although things seem to be going remarkably well with him, wouldn't you say?

I don't want to overanalyze... just take it day by day. I've been a little emotionally exhausted lately, and I think it's best not to push it.

Hope you all had a good weekend!