I had a pleasant holiday weekend.
Friday I went to The Funk's place for his Christmas Eve party. I really was just dropping off my Kris Kringle gift because I had agreed to meet PieInYourEye for drinks. So when Pie called I had to jam up to Castro Valley to some place called Krayons. I was trying to convince her to come down to Fremont and party with us but she didn't want to. She is on some medication and the slightest alcohol makes her wonky. So she wanted to be someplace within a few blocks of her house.
When I got there PieInYourEye and Psycho Bitch were sitting at a table and having drinks. Psycho Bitch and I have actually been really cool lately. We don't have too much contact on a daily basis so I think that makes it easier to deal with. Circumstances are much different than they were four years ago too. I don't mind her sexual advances anymore although we aren't doing the nasty at the moment, it might start happening in the near future though.
So I had some drinks with the girls and shot the shit. They talked about all kinds of stuff. We discussed family, erections, pre-cum, condoms, eating pussy, bastard ex-husbands...all happy holiday chit chat, heehee. When it was time to go Pie asked me if I would mind taking Psycho Bitch home because she lives right by me and it would be a long drive for Pie. I was cool with that, it would give me a few more minutes of staring at her tits which were on display.
I drove her to her apartment up in the Hayward Hills. She invited me up to check out her place. She is currently looking for a roommate. (You know Kelly I think you guys would be good roommates!) The place was really nice. The Funk called while she was giving me the tour so I didn't get to find out if she was going to pounch on me or not. I really wish she would have because I was ready for some humpin'. He asked me when I was going to get back because they wanted to start the Kris Kringle gift picking thing. I told him I was dropping off a co-worker and he said to invite her over. I told him that she was done for the night but he insisted that I ask her. I asked her if she wanted to come with me to my friend's party and she said that she would love too. I didn't mind because like I said I was horny and having her around meant maybe getting my wiener grabbed.
We got to the party and I introduced her to everyone. Many of them had already met her either four years ago or saw her with me at the Halloween party that The Funk threw. I got her some wine and I poured myself a scotch and then I went to go talk to some people. Cakeboy snatched Pscho Bitch up right away and actually talked to her for a good portion of the night. Psycho Bitch is an easy person to have a conversation with because she can go on and on about any subject. She is one easy girl for any guy to pick up on because she will carry the conversation and she will talk to anyone that pays her any attention. Cakeboy could have snatched her away from me for the night if it wasn't for the fact that his conversations are all about home remodelling and laying tile and other ghey things. If you are trying to mack on a girl you don't want her saying "boy that guy sure does know a lot about interior design."
So needless to say as soon as I came by to check up on her she latched on to my ass cheek and I stayed there with her while she continued her conversation with Cakeboy. Then some other dude came up and tried to mack on her. He's one of The Funk's loud mouth friends. This guy just runs his mouth non-stop and it's always an argument. He was fighting with Vagina Dr. earlier in the night about a subject in which she is an expert and he knows nothing. He ended up making himself look like an ass and Vagina Dr. doesn't want him coming over anymore because he is too annoying.
Now he was starting in on Psycho Bitch. I don't know how the conversation started but it eventually got on a pretty personal subject about an actual experience that Psycho Bitch had. Again, he just made himself look like an ass.
Psycho Bitch wanted to go out for a smoke so we headed outside where there was a pretty big group of smokers already. We were chiling out there for a while just having nice conversation when that loud mouth guy came out and started another arguement with Pscho Bitch. This one was about work and about being a supervisor/manager. It was a stupid argument and the bottom line was that he thinks that being argumentative is the right way to supervise people. Again he came off looking like an ass who treats his people badly. He wouldn't give up though. He just kept going and going and unfortunately Psycho Bitch doesn't know how to shut up either so there was no end in sight. People at the party started giving the guy the stinkeye. The Funk eventually came up and dragged him away from us and told him that it was time to be quiet.
Psycho Bitch and I just kicked it on the couch for the rest of the night. She has a great ass to rub up on. I think she tried to get me to kiss her a few times but I'm not ready for all that yet. I know with her it's purely recreational activity and there are no deep feelings behind it but I didn't want to be making out with her in front of all my friends. It was nice sitting on the couch with her though.
We left the party at about 3:30am and I took her back to her apartment. She said I could spend the night if I was tired but I knew if I went up to her place again I would have humped her. There's no problem with that but I chickened out. I might take her up on her offer to start hanging out again. She still has absolutely no friends out here at all and practically no family. She has had horrible experiences going out alone but it's mostly because she doesn't know what the hell she is doing or where she is going. She goes to the worst bars. I told her she needs to start off at a kiddie place like Dave n Busters or TGIF on a Thursday night. I might take her out to show her off a couple of times next month.
Saturday morning I went to Turlock. It was a long drive because traffic was heavy. It was so damn cold out there and the fog was horrible. When I got home I gave my parents their gifts. My mom loved the portable mini cycle and my dad loved his golf gadgets. He really loved this thing that finds a golf balls "sweet spot". He says all his friends have them and now he can mark his balls and hit them in the right spot.
We headed over to my grandparents house to have lunch. They were heating up tamales and other food from the night before. I really love visiting with my grandparents. I used to spend every Saturday with them growing up as a kid. My grandfather has the greatest stories to tell about his life. He wanted to talk to me about liars and some of the best ones he's come across in his life. It was a very funny, interesting, and informative conversation. I definitely walked away with some knowlege about people and more importantly about myself.
That night I had dinner with my best friend and his family. It was a blast. His dad was trashed and I think he hit the loco weed too so he was very out of control. He had us all busting up at the dinner table. His wife wasn't happy at all, she was downright pissed. He managed to live through the night though.
After dinner we played board games. These people are crazy about thier board games. I was never much of a board game player and neither was my family when I was growing up. I think they bought me one board game that I never played. We had fun though.
Coming back to Fremont was a pain in the ass yesterday. It was so cold but thankfully not foggy. It took me about 3 hours or so to get back home.
When I got home I went to the gym and had a pretty good workout. When I got home I got a call from Kelly. She wanted to have a drink with me so I told her that I would take a quick shower and meet her.
I met her at Whiskey Town Saloon, if I remember the name correctly. I had no idea that this bar was there, and I'm in that shopping center all the time. It's very western-y. Lots of wood. She was applying for a bartending job there. We had a drink and shot the shit and then we headed over to the bar by my house because I had told her that it was busy every day (which means more tips).
I had to make a pit stop at Taco Bell first though because I was hungry. I hadn't eaten since early that afternoon. I grabbed a coule of chicken ranchero tacos and a grilled stuft burrito. I ate one of them in the parking lot and then we took off to the other bar.
When we walked in I noticed the bartender. I had seen her before but she wasn't one of the ones that I really talk to much. She's a carpet muncher so I didn't want to make her think that I was tyring to pick up on her. She carded me which was a surprise. I had never been carded in that bar before, ever!
Kelly and I sat at the bar and had a couple more drinks. After Kelly found out that the bartender was a lesbian she got really interested. She had already given the girl her phone number but that was for possible work at the bar and she probably wasn't going to be looking at it again. Kelly wrote her a note on a napkin and left it for her with a tip for our drinks. She never picked it up while we were there though.
She is really cute. She's butch but in more of a tomboyish way than a San Jose lesbian kinda' way. She isn't sporting a mullet or anything like that. I would love to have a threesome with her. I bet she is the one who puts the strap-on on. Of course I have already forgotten her name. I am so horrible with names.
Kelly was a little too intoxicated to drive home so I told her we could kick it at my place for a bit before I took her back to her car. We had to go up to my room because Cakeboy was downstairs icing his forearms. He says he has tendonitus from work. Yeah, ok. We all know it's from spanking the monkey.
So we went up to my room to look at my bed with was totally covered in socks and underwears. It was my laundry which I hadn't put away yet. So embarassing. We watched Old School, which cracked us the fuck up. That was one funny ass movie. I can't believe I hadn't seen it already. After the movie I took Kelly to her car and finally came home for some much needed sleep.
This morning I was awoken by a text message from IslandGrl. It was a reply to a text message I sent last week about the Hornsby Hard Cider. She told me on friday night that she replied but got some kind of error message so she didn't think it went though. I didn't get it on that night so I figured the same thing.
Boy this thing is too long. I didn't even get to write about buying my brothers's gift on Sunday or a few other things.
8:19 a.m. - 2004-12-27
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