Last night was very strange, but only because I feel like it happened twice. I totally know now what people mean when they say that they have deja vous. I was getting ready to see the other ex, when my phone rang. It was an ex fuck buddy calling, telling me that he was in my neighborhood, and wanted to say hi for a few minutes.
Translation: He wanted a quickie.
I was irked enough about seeing one guy that I was less than thrilled to see, so 2 put me into a slightly bitchy mood. I greet him and he goes straight for the hookup, and i surprise him by pushing him away. I suggest starbucks to make things quick since I had someplace to be an hour. I order my usual, a chai latte, and he has the nerve to make fun of me, saying "who the fuck drinks chai?" We go back to my apt and he invites himself in. He comments on my tits, saying that they looked good in the shirt i was wearing and bothers me to flash him. I'm totally fine with showing my goods, but he was irritating me so much that I wouldn't do it. He left, and his parting words were that I'm not fun anymore...
thanks buddy.. fuck you.
So I go meet this other guy for food. we catch up, so far it's fine. i want to be done so that I can meet up with my friends and have some real fun with people that I really want to be with. we go back to my place put the tv on and do a little something. I really wasnt feeling it and he could tell. he lays off, but only temporarily.
When we are saying goodbye he flashes me his ugly ugly dick. Then he bothers me for a solid 5 minutes saying "i flashed you mine, now you flash me yours."
NO!! go away. I had enough of this flashing bullshit tonight.
I went out with my friends (finally) and salvaged the night by drinking slightly too much.

Anyways.. HAPPY HOLIDAYS!! I'll be back after the wknd.