Oops. I Did it Again. (2) in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

(Part 2 in a series.)

I woke up super early Sunday morning because Kitty was hungry and talkative and I didn’t want to wake Lovely. Damn. That chick even sleeps beautifully. Got up and fed Kitty just to shut him up. Went back to bed for a little while. Finally, I knew that Lovely would really want me to wake her up because I knew she wanted to go to church. So I woke her, and she pretty much blasted from my place.

Theo told me that he would call me between 11:30 and 11:45 for coffee. 11:30…11:45…12:00…12:45…1:00…2:00. Fucker. Plain and simple. Look buddy, don’t dick with me like that. He used to joke with me and tell me that he’s making up for New Year’s Eve (when I blew him off). Enough of that bullshit. I don’t need you as a constant reminder of the NYE clusterfuck. And I certainly will never, ever, ever make plans (tentative or otherwise) with you again. Regardless of what I say from here on out and regardless of what I’ve said in the past about Theo, he is 100% GONE. DONE. GOODBYE.

At 2:00, I decided that it was unlikely that I would be doing any meeting up with anyone, so I took the perfect opportunity to go to Target. I’d seen these darling Mossimo dresses in their Sunday ad, and just as I’d gotten into the dressing room to try them on…my phone rang.

Devin.

He was getting a head start at celebrating Cinco de Mayo, and he was already at one of my favorite Mexican restaurants. He asked me to meet him and his friends out there. Yikes. That’s a scary thing. The “and his friends” part. I was going out there alone. With no backup! But I told him that I was running errands and that I’d meet him out a little later. I immediately tried to call Lovely to see if she’d meet me there. But I got her voice mail. Left a message, and blasted through Tar-ghay as fast as I could and ran home to drop off my loot and headed out to meet Devin. Called Lovely one more time as I was pulling up to the place and walked up to the crowded, crowded scene.

Devin found me immediately and gave me a big hug. There’s something terribly sexy about him and I can’t pinpoint it exactly. His swagger? His mellow calm in the middle of this excitement? He took me to a table where his friends were. They definitely had a head start on the celebration. Seemed nice enough, but the vibe was a bit…how do I say….different? I can’t really put my finger on it. Eh well. I suppose I’ll figure it out if I hang more with them.

I’d been sitting down for a while getting to know everyone, when I noticed that my phone was ringing. When I looked down at the caller ID, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Remember how I said that I’d ceremoniously removed Ethan’s listing from my phone? Well, I never mentioned that during one of our dates, Ethan had taken my phone to program a funny voice into it so that every time he’d call, his voice was part of the ring. While he was doing that, he also secretly programmed his pseudonym that he uses in his bands (long story). And I didn’t notice it until later. I guess by removing only one of his listings on Friday….even though I knew it was over and done with…maybe I was secretly hoping…??

So yeah. The noise at the bar was so loud that I couldn’t hear the distinct ring, but I saw the pseudonym and practically crapped my pants. What the hell? Do I answer?

Here’s the deal. I weighed the situation. Devin was working the crowd. He was introducing me to everyone there with a “…and this is my friend…” preface. I knew that it wasn’t a date situation with Devin at that point. I figured anything goes.

I answered.

Ethan asked what I was doing. I told him I was out celebrating CdM with some friends. He said that he and Vee (his best friend) were thinking about coming up to the area where we were to hang out. I told him to join us, not really believing for a second that he really would, and also knowing that whatever “we” were was over and done with. Might as well try to be friends or something, right? Sure. Yeah. He said he might stop by, and that he’d call later.

Okaaaaayy.

Meanwhile, Devin and a few of his friends were already discussing what’s going on later and the next place we should go. Devin asked me what I was doing for dinner and I told him that I didn’t know. He told me that I should go with them to another bar and that I should follow him to his place because it’s on the way and then he’d drive to the other bar and that he wasn’t going to stay out late and blah, blah, blah.

Well, since he put it that way! I was enjoying Devin’s cuteness. Ethan be damned. I followed Devin to his bachelor nest and parked, but we didn’t go inside. I hopped into his sweet little silver Porsche convertible with the luscious red interior. Told him I loved the red. He told me it matched my hair. Hm! He whisked me across town…my hair blowing every which way.

Got to Bar #2. Never been there before. Never even heard of the place. Am I out of the loop or what?? It was verrry hip and sexy. As Devin turned to get me a drink, my phone rang. It was Ethan and Vee back at Bar #1!

So he did show up! I was still surprised to hear from him. Told him I was at Bar #2 and he told me that he heard the place was very cool. Yep. And then he told me that he and Vee thought Bar #1 was too crowded, so they were going to head to Bar #3, and that they’d love for me to join them if I could. Um. What the hell? Yeah. Okay. Fine. Later, okay? I’m trying to make time with someone else…

SINCE YOU DID DUMP ME AND ALL LAST WEEK!!

(must continue…but must also go get ready for work! Part 3 coming soon…)