Happy Fuckin' Turkey Day

I cook a meal for eight of my friends at the house. We gorge ourselves silly and then sit around playing cards, talking and watching football.

Dorothy calls and I ask her about her night. She says they just sat around at Gloves's house and talked. But apparently they were both really upset at me, which she thought was stupid as well. And Gloves claimed that he wasn't talking to me anymore and didn't wanna mess with me. Boo fucking hoo. My heart is broken. I wasn't going to hook up with you anyway, moron.

9 PM
BD and I head to the bar for a drink. Joy and Freak Mama are there. Joy asks me why I’m mad at her. What can I say? I don’t have a right to be mad but I am. I’m mad because of the type of person she is. I’m mad because she’s apparently been with every eligible bachelor in the place. Is this her fault? No. Maybe it’s my feminine insecurity. But I felt betrayed that her and I were friends and she had seen MOB and I together a hundred times and never told me. I ask her what happened between them and when. She said they slept together a couple of times but it was before me. Well at least MOB didn’t lie about EVERYTHING! Stupid butt-licker!

I ask Joy and Freak Mama if MOB went with them last night. I know he did, I just want confirmation. They say they all hung out at Freak Mama’s house. Joy apparently passed out and Freak Mama and MOB sat outside and talked, mostly about me. I ask what was said. I can tell by her face that it’s not good. She says we’ll talk about it later. I can’t believe this crap. My mind races with things he would've said. At this point I'm not sure I even want to know.

We begin playing darts and I see Glove enter the bar. My drink is dry so I make my way up and stand next to him. He looks at me and says "hey". I say "I heard you're not talking to me anymore?" He says "I"m not." I smile. "Sorry to hear that." And walk back to my dart game. I catch him looking at me more than once throughout the night. Hey, you picked the silent treatment, mister.

Barbershop calls about every 10 minutes for hours until I eventually turn off my phone. This guy is driving me crazy!