gangstaswan

requiem came down Friday. We saw a late showing of "Iron Man." It was pretty good. The journalist (why is there a journalist in just about every movie?) pissed me off. We had dinner afterwards then headed home. Now my brother had had friends over. I knew he was planning to have a party but warned him to behave.

Anyway, Saturday morning before the O.C. brunch I get a call saying the complex received complaints about someone from my apartment threatening the neighbors and their children and throwing beer bottles at their windows, and if it's true we could be evicted. I tell the woman I wasn't home that evening but would find out what happened. Thankfully the woman was willing to listen to our side. I found my brother and asked him what happened (it's more complicated than that but I won't bore you). He said that didn't happen as far as he knew. I know he wasn't lying (I know his tell).

I talked to the office, the woman said it should good faith that I came down to talk to her. The incident will go on in our file and if we have any more complaints we're out. I'm a little irked to be honest. I hate that we constantly have little teenagers in our house. I'm tired of the messes they leave behind. And really I'm 25 fucking years old I don't want to be dealing with 15-year-olds.

Saturday night requiem and I went up to LA. We stayed in a really boring "Giant" Standard room. We headed over to watch the LA Derby Dolls all star team take on the San Diego Derby Dolls all star team. It was awesome. I'd love to go watch any of the LADD teams play, but especially the Sirens because Mila Minute was just amazing.

After the game, l_train, requiem, l_train's friend and I had dinner then went to Charlie O's. The DJ was really good, mainly I was just happy because he played a lot of stuff I could sing to.

I met this guy a while back. He's the one who runs the Free Conversation Booth. Any way, we hang out maybe once a week. It usually consists of having dinner and or watching something on TV. We typically fool around then go to sleep.

At the last booth there was this girl who was also a journalist. She asked if my paper needed freelancers and I said I'd submit her resume for her. She seemed really awesome.

Today she asks me how I found out about the booth. I told her how I met the guy in charge. She asks if he's seeing anyone else. I tell her I don't know but don't care because I date multiple people. She tells me I should ask him. She asks if I've had sex with him. I say no for my own reasons. Something is fishy here. Finally it comes out that she's dated him. They became FWB then he asked her to be his gf. She said no because she'd just gotten out of a longterm relationship. I ask how long ago all that had happened thinking I missed something recently.

IT WAS A YEAR AGO!

So now I'm realizing she's bloody crazy. But she's making me feel weird about everything as she's implying he's some sort of slut. Now I haven't been able to ask him about all this. I don't care if he's with someone else I just want to know where I stand so I know what to expect.

She asks if he invited me to a party this weekend. Nope, he didn't. She asks me how much we kiss and then says he never really would kiss her. She's upset that I've slept in his bed.

I feel good on the one hand that he does kiss me quite a bit. But I feel like this girl is the girlfriend who just found out her boyfriend has fucked a bunch of other girls. She admitted she's been seeing other guys but not sleeping with any of them. I don't know what to do.

Any advice?