Everybody stares at me. Boys. Girls. I can't help it baby.

I think it's because of the uniform....
Ten days and counting.


It was another interesting weekend. In didn't turn out as well as I hoped. But my horoscope was correct, Saturday was a day of "romance." According to Astrologyzone:
On November 12, a Saturday, Venus will playfully contact Uranus, setting the scene for magic and moonlight, particularly if you're single and not dating. The moon will be in Aries too, so it truly is perfect.

No cracks about playfully contacting my anus. :-P

Let me backtrack. Friday night I stayed in. Despite drunken phone calls from the rugby boys, I rebuked temptation and watched TV and played Xbox.

Saturday morning, I waited for Jay to get to my house. We were going to workout together and then watch a rugby match in Scottsdale, but he was a no-show (he had too much fun the previous night). So I had a great workout and then watched the Lady Blues play NAU. It was a great match and it was fun to hang w/ the rugby boys as always.

Saturday night I headed over to Jeff's. I won't recount the night since he did a good job of that, but I'll fill in some spots.

When I first got to Jeff's he was watching Trading Spouses. I've never seen the show (I'm not a huge reality show fan) and I won't watch it again, but it was entertaining. The idea is for two moms to switch families (no, they don't sleep with the dads). Anyway, there was this nasty bitch on there who said things like "rebuke," "dark-side," and "CHRISTIAN!!!!!" This bitch was crazy. She couldn't handle the fact that the family she stayed with were new agers. In other words, "THEY WEREN'T CHRISTIANNNNNN!" And she was SO full of the Holy Spirit, that it required her to wear a size 46 dress. Click here to watch her flip out. The funny thing is, the bitch is from NEW ORLEANS. They practically invented Voodoo and Hoodoo. The family she stayed with read horoscopes, what's the big deal?

On the way to the party we were laughing at me being a jackass and singing Heart Shaped Box last week. In a weird twist of fate, the song came on the radio as we were talking about it. Insert spooky music here.

I made Jeff take our picture at Circle K (read his story for the account).

The MEAT party was fun. At one point in the evening, I walked outside trying to find everyone. I ended up standing next to a guy who gave me the lookover. This was our conversation:
Me: Hi
Him: Hi
Me: I'm Ted. How's it going?
Him: I'm Ethan Kane (porn star name inserted, real name changed to protect the guilty). I'm trying to figure out a way to get your number before you leave me.
Me: That worked, pull out your cell phone and I'll tell you.

So we talked for about five minutes. He made me laugh and he was cute and seemed like he wasn't psycho. I talked to him today on the phone. We're going to do something later this week.

At the party (an indoor/outdoor affair), they had these huge screens set up. They showed clips from Top Gun (remember when Tom Cruise wasn't psycho? but now he's a SCIENTOLOGISSSSSSTTTT!) and other military movies. But once the movies stopped the scenes on the screens switched over to showing pictures of people's penises (from previous MEAT parties). That was our cue to high-tail it outta there. Todd stayed, I guess he enjoyed what he saw.

While at the MEAT party, one of my rugger mates (we'll call him Rugger A) started kissing me. It was odd. I couldn't figure out what the hell was going on. But I didn't say anything because it takes me awhile to process things like that.

I somehow managed to fit Jeff, Rich and Drew (all big forward types) in the back seat of my Focus. It probably wasn't comfortable for them, but it was pretty funny. We hit Charlie's.

At Charlie's, I ran into Mike--one of Mr. X's and Steven's friends. He's a sweet guy from Texas with a cute lil' accent. Hung out with him for a bit.

Then Rugger A was kissing on me and holding my hand and it was getting a bit overwhelming for me. I won't go into our conversation but I think everything's cool between us now.

Joe decided wrestle around on the beach volleyball court with Rich and received a strong warning. Then Joe said something mean to Barbra. Me being a good friend decided to defend her honor. My jumping on Joe landed us in the volleyball pit and earned us another stern warning from security. We finally found ourselves getting kicked out of Charlie's (which is almost as humiliating as last week's debacle w/ Steven).

Once again I found myself sleeping on Jeffy's couch and eating his food. I'm thinking the next time I walk into his house, there's going to be a bill for room and board.

To make a weird night even stranger, I received a text message from one of my rugger mates, saying not to talk to him for a couple of weeks. It turns out he liked me (I found out from someone else) but never said anything. I'm guessing he didn't like seeing what transpired between Rugger A and me (which really wasn't anything). This sucks because I like hanging with him. It also sucks because I'm afraid I may have hurt two people's feelings and there's nothing I can do about it.

Somehow my very simple life has turned into a complex web of different emotional entanglements. It's not much fun when that happens. It's kind of a helpless feeling. I hope everything gets resolved soon.