barny hasn't arrived yet, so sent i him a message; something like, glenn has a date so you better get your ass here real quick because i don't feel like playing third wheel. not that i doubted he'll be coming. what can i say? barny's such a good friend.
actually, glenn wasn't supposed to be coming. he decided not to go at the last minute, but barny and i wouldn't let him. besides, it's his ex's party, barny and i don't know the guy. except that's what i thought. it turned out i did know the guy, as he was the ex of another officemate.
the night turned out to be a night for exes, in an oblique way. halfway through the party, when the bar ran out of free booze, i dragged barny, glenn and his boyfriend out to get us more alcohol somewhere it was cheaper. there were some convenience store near the bar.
on our way there, glenn tapped me and said i have something in common with his boyfriend: we had a common ex. what the fuck. conversations about exes are bound to be awkward. most people end up not liking their exes, and although i have amicable relations with mine even until now, i wouldn't assume people who actually like having the names of their exes mentioned in their prescence. i think barny hit it right dating only guys who are as much as possible outside his immediate circle. at the very least, if things don't go well, nobody among his immediate friends know who was the guy he was with.
because i can't think of how to gently switch subjects i might as well say that another thing i forgot i hated about enclosed places that allow people to smoke inside is that the smell of cigarette smoke gets into my clothes and hair.
i don't mind it so much on my clothes (although my pants smelled like the bottom of an ashtray the morning after), but it's the smell clinging to my skin that irks me. i took a shower before i slept and OH MY FUCKING LORD i could smell cigarette smoke coming from my hair. i had to shampoo twice to completely get rid of it.
i should've worn the fugly cap the whole night like i planned it. glenn's plan to let people think i was jay contreras didn't work. i think people didn't think jay contreras would likely be seen inside bed.
photos from thursday night.
video of barny dancing.
the not-so-usual suspects:
4 comments:
exes... hehehe...
weird feeling when you bump into an ex after so long...
i get to bump with one ex every so often. and he sees my boyfriend often (sometimes more often than i see my boyfriend). it's a weird sitcom of a life.
barny is a wise man; they should respell his name 'brany' and add an 'i' there somewhere.
yes. we are not worthy to stand in his presence.
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