Tuesday, November 22, 2005

When It Rains It Pours

It's funny how you can be standing right there the whole time, but you don't get all the facts until days later, through the gossip mill. I found out today that last Friday, I was the only one in the group who didn't have any game. When it droughts, it really droughts. Oh well, at least it was raining for everyone else.

1. Herb and Justina hang out with us a lot, though not necessarily with each other. Herb's specialty is ditching us and shoeing in on another group of people - often random people he just met. The classic Herb story is when he saw an ex at a bar - while she was CLEARLY ON A DATE - and decided to pull up a chair and third-wheel on their date. We were all laughing at him and predicting his crash and burn, when...the other guy LEFT and the girl apparently picked Herb! WTF?? Joke's on us.

Oh, I almost forgot the punchline. At some point on Friday night, Herb asked Justina out on a date. She said yes, much to her current distress.

2. I mention this because meanwhile, on Friday night, Margot was busy flirting with a guy, let's just call him Emerson. He was very cute, a la Jared Leto in Requiem for a Dream (a movie that totally tossed salad, btw; but that's neither here nor there). At some point, Emerson's friend Ben tried to shoe in and flirt with Margot too. Then he kinda gave up (and I think went for Justina; hard to tell), and this other guy Mike started third-wheeling on those two, again. Naturally, I assumed that Mike was another friend of Emerson's. Gee, I thought, that Emerson really needs to get better friends; bros before hos, dudes. Actually, as I found out today, Emerson wasn't a friend but just a random guy who saw Margot and thought she's cute who cares that she's already into this other dude. So here's the punchline: as the night wore on, Emerson gave up first, and Mike, the dark horse candidate, won that round of Elimidate. !! I mean, he was cute too. But who does that? And more importantly, who actually succeeds doing that?

Whatevers man. Weird universe. One in which I apparently am the day-old bread.

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