Saturday, April 17, 2010

Tonight's about me and an old memory.

For those of you that know where that title line came from, no I'm not at the bar with a bottle of Jose Cuervo, although that doesn't sound like a bad alternative right now. For those of you that don't get it, go search Jose Cuervo by Tracy Byrd on youtube and then please feel free to laugh at the fact that my life is usually one giant cliche country song. I wish I could find the actual music video for the song because it is HILARIOUS, but the studio version will work fine for now.
Tequila and bad country music aside, last night was really about an old memory. I went on a date with my ex who I haven't actually seen since last summer sometime, but we still text occasionally. Dinner was great. We went to TGI Friday's, which is always a favorite, and things were going well. After a bit of playful banter I decided that since I had picked where to meet for dinner that he had to pick what we were doing next, which ended up being going to see a movie. We get to the theatre around 10:15 and decide that our best choice is to wait about an hour and come back around 11:30 to have more choices since we couldn't decide what to see. We went to a bar just down the street from the theatre, ordered drinks, and thats' where things started to get a bit rocky.
I ordered my usual (captain and coke) and he ordered the same, which should be fine. If you've never ordered a mixed drink at a bar, you would be a bit surprised that they're not exactly a decent size. I finished my drink in about 10 minutes, dragging it out as long as I could because after 15 minutes he had only taken one tiny sip of his. I asked him what was wrong with it, and his response was "I hate captain and coke, I never drink it" to which I snapped back "Well then why did you order it?" He took another small sip and said "Because you ordered it, why else?". Okay. Now I don't mind when people get the same thing somewhere because they actually like it and plan on drinking/eating/using it. But to get something just because someone else does always bothers me, whether it's drinks at the bar or a pair of jeans at the mall. And especially when you're out on a date you need to man up and make your own decisions.
He has this annoying (unfortunately not annoyingly cute, just plain annoying) habit of making me argue with him because he thinks it's cute when we argue, which after a while ends up pissing me off more than anything else. After an hour of sitting there with his drink still unfinished in front of him, I got up and said "I'm going to the bathroom, and when I get back your drink will be finished and we're leaving for the movie." I got back, the drinks were gone and paid for, and we left.
We got to the theatre, and he naturally made a huge debacle out of the movie choices because now there was "too much to choose from" and he didn't want to make me see something I wouldn't like. At this point, his attempt at playful arguing had turned into me just being pissed off and him making a failing attempt to flirt his way back onto my good side. He finally decided on Kick-Ass, we got our tickets, and sat down in the theatre. The movie itself was pretty good. I wouldn't advise it for a 'date' movie unless both of you are into that kind of thing and are in good standings with each other. Y'know that stupid thing guys do at the movies when they either want to hold your hand or put their arm around you? Yeah. Both of those happened several times and were even more obnoxious each time it happened.
By the end of the night I was sadly reminded why I just can't stand him. Things go okay for a bit, but he just doesn't know when to stop when it comes to flirting and making me laugh and just being nice and a gentleman. I was expecting to have a nice night out and come away wanting to spend more time with him, but instead I just came home annoyed and pissed off and not wanting anything to do with him. Which is what happens every time we get together. I don't know why I expect anything different. Ugh.

ANYWAY. Horrible date stories aside, my MacBook is at the Apple store getting about 283728 things fixed/replaced on it which will be good eventually but I HATE using this stupid PC. Thankfully it won't be for much longer. That's about it.
Next time I promise I'll update with something more reader-friendly haha. I just needed to get that out of my head and onto paper....sort of. Yeah. Going now.