Yesterday was weird. This is also a super TMI venting rant.
BB invited me to a thing earlier in the week and I accepted without thinking about it guessing it was a larger event she wanted to attend. Then I saw her comment on it and realized she made the event and was all oh cool it’s at Town Square so maybe it’s a group dinner or something. Then I realized it was for a movie premier for Bad Moms at 9:00PM, and I was all okay 9:00PM isn’t too bad, I’m already here, I’m leaving the office right before 8 and I could eat something. We ended up at this place called Neche that recently opened and I saw these two other ladies there, so I guess it was a pretty small get together or maybe some people didn’t show. The place has decent food and it’s pretty inside but it is slow af. I got a Japanese mule and it was pretty good. Apparently I like these things with whiskey or tequila, but not vodka. *shrugs* So we made small talk over dinner and BB works with this chick Janette, and her 6 month pregnant sister is with us, and they seem chill and all. We go to the movie, I don’t think I would have picked it out on my own but it was good with a group of chicks, we laughed a lot. It was packed, and I asked BB how much estrogen is in this room right now? And she was all a lot. And I said it was like we were at a women’s expo. Which was only funny cause my estrogens hella low on shark week, and I mentioned how next week when we’re back for Suicide Squad with Palo Alto it’ll be all men. Last night we only saw two guys in the theater. Next week I imagine BB and I will prolly be the only ladies, or there could be a couple more maybe. But it’s funny.
Oh man, and the sister, I feel bad I can’t remember her name. She was super nice and we were sitting there holding seats for the others and she asked me if I had kids, and I was all nahh. Do you want kids?? .. yeah, I’m just not there yet. And she was all bubbly like they’re so fun, and her sister in law warned her with the first it wouldn’t be all fun and games and would be hard but she enjoys it and now she’s about to have her second one, and I’m all that’s cool. The main character in the movie had her first at 20 and part of the issues it hit on was missing the fun part of their 20’s, and I was all… fuck if I make it out of my 20’s alive I’m gonna call that a win, and I am almost there. And when people get married why do other peeps start asking about babies like there’s a deadline? I know the nice pregnant sister was trying to bond and share some of her joy, but uhh, I’m good right now with not having that kind of responsibility. I would want a few years of marriage without kids, like I’m sure it’s great once you get there but you can’t go back, the time before that is finite if kids are in the future and I’d like a few years of one on one time before expanding.
And while chillin there in this estrogen fest I’m in my seat trying to ignore the stabbity stabbity pains I’m not used to at all. I usually don’t PMS bad, and I’m all… is this some kind of revenge for barely spotting last time that now I literally have chunks of uterus coming out of me? OMG why can’t you liquefy like every other month first GDI?! Why am I waking up to a murder scene between my legs every morning now?? And I started a day early too and I feel like my cervix is splitting in half. Yesterday morning I was wondering if this might be what it felt like if someone was raped and then split in half like in Urotsukidoji. I am not a normal person. I just went to a chick flick about moms and PTA meetings “being bad” by partying and not trying to be perfect anymore, while calling my uncontrollable bleeding “shark week” and comparing the pain earlier in the day to a hentai.. that’s not very subtle at all either.
But after all that we checked out McFaddens and it was hot inside and noisy and we were all screw this and went to Blue Martini and I got BB a cosmo and got a mojito, and we got a hookah and it was still stupid loud in there, like I hate crowded excessively loud venues where you feel like you planned poorly by not bringing earplugs. But at least the company was good. Janette and I were talking for a little bit and she asked if I listened to the kind of music that was playing and I was all noo, and handed her my iPhone. She only scrolled to the E’s, then said “I feel like I know you.” Which cracked me up cause the last time I handed an Apple device for someone to scroll through my music was you. My insides were committing seppuku back then too.. which was literally the only reason why I left. Weird. Anyway. BB and I took off a little after that and Janette hugged me saying I was her new favorite person lol. We are now fb friends.
And I am so annoyed whenever I’m in this state because I keep flipping between I feel miserable and I neeeed to get laid before I do anything else. Like lemme go hop in the shower and I’ll brb. I am going to consume massive amounts of coffee and chocolate. Somebody just put me out of my misery already.