Well, today was Katie's 18th birthday. She can now legally buy cloves for herself. And vote.
I picked Dirk up from his parents' house and brought him to the library right after work. That way he could walk to my house, no problem. There are some benefits to my mother staying home, after all. I just forgot to tell her that I took off work a little early to transport Dirk.
Katie, out of sheer perversity I suppose, invited Glueboy to her party. That's her friend Dan, by the way. Maybe she wanted to torture him? At any rate, he'd somehow discovered that I thought he ate glue (seriously, he looks like it. It's so weird.). Not superglue or airplane glue. Elmers glue. That nasty white paste made out of cow hooves that elementary school kids use. I guess telling Dan's brother, um...Spam, my observation wasn't a good idea. He didn't seem too offended though. More amused than anything else.
It was really fun to have Dan there, though. He doesn't seem to have as deep an interest in sex as the rest of us. He blushes rather well. And Katie and I were at our worst, vetoing any political discussion in favor of depravity. Chris and Dan were coming up with spontaneous "normal" conversations when we got too far out of hand.
There was a marvelous confection of strawberries, whipped cream and chocolate cake, and Doritos (of course). We just sat there and scandalized Dan for a couple hours. Great, really. And Katie was even nice enough to drive Dirk home (of course, she had to drive Chris and Dan home, so she may as well have, although Dirk's was a bit out of her way). Dirk and I further scandalized Dan by making out heavily in the backseat. Honestly, we were being tame.
I may talk to Katie's mom about buying their really old Cadillac from her. I really need a car right now, and they'll probably sell it to me fairly cheaply, so I can afford the insurance. I'll have to talk to Katie about it some more.
The Poison Ivy Webring is back up. I couldn't be happier.
Hahaha...I refuse to partake in the crass commercialism that is sweeping geocities. Nowhere on my page will there appear a vulgar CDNow icon.
Patrick didn't come online at all tonight. I don't think he will anymore. I guess I'm relieved, but I still can't really believe he meant any harm. I wish there had been an opportunity to let him down gently, instead of Dirk attacking him as he did.
I did talk to C-- tonight. That was more depressing than anything else. He's changed. The part of him I could touch is gone. All he could say was, "I am sorry, Agent Skatter". I'm not even sure he understands what I mean when I tell him how I feel. I give up. I don't think I can handle him apologizing anymore when he doesn't even understand what's wrong.
Katie got Dirk mad at me. She made a remark about Jason's "package" in terms of it's size. When Dirk asked her how she'd know, she just looked meaningfully in my direction. I didn't even get to do more than sputter before Dirk got pissed. I need to thank Katie for reminding Dirk of my past -ahem- indiscretions, when I get a chance. I mean, we weren't even dating when I was messing around with Jason, and Dirk was horribly jealous. We just won't mention how Dirk used to coo over his little ex-whore, Krisco, and how cheap that made me feel.
Funny, Dirk says he loved me long before we got involved, even before the first time we slept together. I wish I'd known at the time. I'm not sure what difference it would have made, but it may have taken away a lot of the pain.