Wednesday, December 28, 2005

I am just so pissed right now. I’m not as upset as I was before the movie but if I see him anytime tonight I’m likely to go off on him and tell him exactly what I think about his nosy, overprotective, unwanted, unneeded idiocy… Of whom do I speak so? My formerly hot neighbor… The moron who wants to change who he is and I think has somehow tried to involve me in it…. Don’t ask, its rash and unreasonable I know, but its how I feel right now. Let me give a bit of background… Shar is Iranian but he’s Catholic and he almost looks white, except in the summer time when he looks very middle eastern since he tans so easily… Now he wants to change his name legally to something that sounds very Irish/Caucasian. I can understand not wanting to be yourself but he’s Iranian, its part of his identity, his genetic makeup and he’s trying to shrug it off just because its not a comfortable time for middle eastern people in the U.S. Sorry, bud, you take the good and the bad with your ethnicity. I DID feel sympathetic toward him until today when he way overstepped his boundaries and nosed his ass into my business. I barely know the name as anything other than moms neighbor… He never even knew my name until yesterday! I was out in my car getting a blank CD for La and he came out to get Linz’s phone # since he’d hit her car the day before… So he subtly is like so I saw your profile on match.com… I’m like yeah so what…. I’m busy, can’t you see that… Didn’t say that I just shrugged it off like thought I’d try something new and different… I didn’t mention that before last weekend I haven’t touched that account in like 2 years! I updated my account just because I was updating everything else, he saw I had been active blah blah…. Anyway so he calls over here and talks mom into going over there for a martini… We’re both thinking its about Linz’s car, ok, no biggie… She comes home and we go to pier one before going to the movies. And she drops the bomb on me. Shar said he saw your profile on match.com, I didn’t know you were using that… I tried to explain to her but then she cut me off… Turns out they had sat there together reading my damn profile… What the hell? She then starts to tell me everything wrong with what I said. Shes like Shar says most guys are there to get girls to have sex with them… I was like I know how guys think… (how old am I again?!?!?) I almost told her, don’t you think I want to have sex? I mean come on, you’ve damn near caught me once, does that not prove anything… But I don’t do casual sex, unfortunately… It would make my life so much easier… Ah well. But back to Shar and my damn nosy ass neighbors… Mom then proceeds to tell me Shar and another of the ladies complained to her about the loudness of my music and how fast I drove last night… No faster than usual (in my opinion) and my windows and my moonroof were all open so it seemed louder I told her… She seemed to accept that and then she drops another one on me… Do you remember Shar arguing with a woman a few monthes ago? I was like yeah vaguely… Do you remember him asking you to call 911… I was like sort of… Shes like why didn’t you… I told her a fib… I was drunk and I thought he should grow a pair in truth, but I didn’t tell her that… I just said I thought I’d seen his cell in his hand (and I may have) and thought he had it undercontrol and that it was none of my damn business. Shes like no, she was breaking stuff and throwing rocks, etc… I’m like, I didn’t know, I’m sorry. The one night I get drunk, and come in stumbling a bit (I was totally focused on getting to the door and up to bed) he has to have drama with one of his girlfriends. He got himself in that mess and he should have the balls to get himself out. I don’t do drama for anyone, let alone when I’m drunk and for some guy I barely even know. Mom’s like it makes me sick you didn’t do anything and I couldn’t admit the truth without incriminating myself and getting yelled at more… And I’m sorry, I’m not a very coherent drunk and my ADD goes away so I can only do one thing at a time. That one thing that night was getting to bed. So I’m freaking pissed at his nosy-nelly ness… My stomach is hurting and my hands are shaking and I just want to go over there and scream at him. Part of it may be because I may be seeing this guy I like tonight but right now I’m too upset to care. And you know I’m mad when that shit happens… I was going to make this all about this awesome, cute, polite guy I met last night until this shit went down. I can’t make myself calm down right now, its just making me so damn incredibly mad. And its hard to piss me off as most people know… I think the best thing for me right now is to call B and get him to meet me at Blancos… Or just go to Blancos and have a beer and chill…. Its songwriters night so maybe the music will sooth me a lil… Hell I even turned on my Metallica, which if you know me well, you know when I put on the black album, somethings wrong… Yeah… I’m going to get ready and see how I feel in half an hour or so… laters.

posted by Ali @ 8:31 PM

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