Well, today started off badly anyway. I forgot my lunch, and didn't have any money on me, so I starved the whole day, eating only some breath mints I found jammed into my purse. It wasn't as bad as it sounds, because I haven't been eating much lately. Every time I eat, I feel like I'm going to vomit.
Krisco had been insisting that Dirk go to her "show" this evening...of course, he didn't. He spent the afternoon with Katie, instead, with my (grudging) blessing. His brother, Aaron, apparently called the house around 5 o'clock, looking for him. Dirk had promised Krisco that he would go to her show, no matter what came up. He even asked for directions. I wonder if Krisco passed out in the middle of playing?
Well, the evening got off to a bad start, even after this promising show of devotion from Dirk. My nerves were on edge anyway from a hectic day at work and the prospect of meeting Katie's new guy. (Yeah, I'm a little shy.) Dirk, unfortunately bore the brunt of it, although I managed to calm myself down pretty quickly. We spent a long time talking in the car in front of Tower Records. All calmed down, and our faith in love restored (as well as a fresh application of make-up for me), we went to Don Pablo's to meet Chris for the first time.
Chris is nice, albeit a bit quiet. But I think he was just quiet because of that "new people" reaction that most people have. When you've got only one ally against what seems a sea of the unknown (or in Chris's case, Dirk and I), your first reaction is not to run off at the mouth. He seems pretty smart, and I'm almost certain he recognizes my inherent greatness instinctively. I think we'll all get along just fine, if we didn't freak him out too much at the restaurant.
I was in top form. My entire sex life was the major topic of conversation, especially the weird/gross parts. In other words, anything I did with Ken. Hell, there was stuff that made Dirk wince when I talked about it, and he knows it all already.
Hope I didn't come off too strong. I wouldn't want Katie's boyfriend to get the wrong impression of me and forbid Katie from ever seeing me again (as if anyone could forbid Katie to do anything).
Well, then we went our seperate ways, when Dirk noticed Krisco was parked on a street near his. It didn't take MENSA-quality IQ's to figure out where Krisco could be.
I admit it, I freaked. I didn't scream, pout, or cry. I just started hyperventilating and shaking. I felt so helpless. If someone calls Krisco's mother, Dirk's likely to get in more trouble than Krisco, simply because his mother likes Krisco more. Or so Dirk says. And I sincerely doubt that the threat of calling her mother does any good any more, since he never went through it.
All Dirk could do was go home. It was too cold for him to stay outside all night (he was only wearing a T-Shirt), and, thanks to Krisco, he no longer has any male friends he could stay with.
I put a note on her car, though. It said, "Hi Krisco. Checked your e-mail lately? Or are you afraid?". I only got minor satisfaction from that.
And of course, when Dirk comes over tomorrow morning, he'll either tell me she slept in her car, or he at least made her leave him alone. Of course.