Turns out, I stayed up for 27 hours from Friday into Saturday. The people I usually hang out with had plans which fell through. And we didn't do much of shit worthwhile.
We went to a friend's house and had a few drinks. The lady who hosted it is banging my friend. They're both friends, actually, and yet I got really weird vibes off of her. They say they're not dating, and from her I can believe it. But off of Pat, not really. Pat was in the Army, and got out a few months before I did. He was Infantry, over in Italy, and was married to an acquaintance of mine. Used to be a friend, and that's a situation that's all sorts of messy. Several layers of subtext going on with him, the ex wife, and girlfriend/fuck buddy/whatever actually is appropriate for this fuckery of a situation.
Debbie strikes me as someone who enjoys sex, so hey cool for her. But I'm not sure of her angle. Not sure if she wants another fuck buddy on Pat's off nights or wants commitment and is testing the waters or what. And then there's Andrew. Andrew's also former Army Infantry and apparently he banged Debbie at some point in the recent past. Once, far as I know. But now he and I are left shuffling when those two get drunk and start fucking. I'm just glad it's behind closed doors.
Like I said, subtext and I don't have the script. What makes this all the more odd is that I'm kinda into her roomate and I'm not sure where I stand with her. In reflection, this all sounds like a bad episode of Friends. I'm going to break a personal rule here and apologize, mainly for once again defining myself by the Army. It was for context and I don't like doing that. But on a good note, I did watch the sunrise Saturday. From the beach. That made it worthwhile.
Meh. Thirty-six hours.
We went to a friend's house and had a few drinks. The lady who hosted it is banging my friend. They're both friends, actually, and yet I got really weird vibes off of her. They say they're not dating, and from her I can believe it. But off of Pat, not really. Pat was in the Army, and got out a few months before I did. He was Infantry, over in Italy, and was married to an acquaintance of mine. Used to be a friend, and that's a situation that's all sorts of messy. Several layers of subtext going on with him, the ex wife, and girlfriend/fuck buddy/whatever actually is appropriate for this fuckery of a situation.
Debbie strikes me as someone who enjoys sex, so hey cool for her. But I'm not sure of her angle. Not sure if she wants another fuck buddy on Pat's off nights or wants commitment and is testing the waters or what. And then there's Andrew. Andrew's also former Army Infantry and apparently he banged Debbie at some point in the recent past. Once, far as I know. But now he and I are left shuffling when those two get drunk and start fucking. I'm just glad it's behind closed doors.
Like I said, subtext and I don't have the script. What makes this all the more odd is that I'm kinda into her roomate and I'm not sure where I stand with her. In reflection, this all sounds like a bad episode of Friends. I'm going to break a personal rule here and apologize, mainly for once again defining myself by the Army. It was for context and I don't like doing that. But on a good note, I did watch the sunrise Saturday. From the beach. That made it worthwhile.
Meh. Thirty-six hours.