I had such a wonderful time with old and new friends at my 5k Fundraiser @ Larry’s. A million thanks to Roz, for which the party would not have happened if she hadn’t kicked me to action 2 weeks ago (and have me send out evites) and today, kicked me out of the house to get my shit together for the party.
The basement of Larry’s lounge was a perfect party spot. With more planning and better weather, I think I’ll throw another party/fundraiser. You can play music right off your ipod, there’s no deposit, you don’t have to pay for the space if your party spends a 300 dollar bar tab. The area is metro and adams morgan accessible and it’s a great cozy space. There’s plenty of seating and space for a food spread. Many good friends came, including Brad and Christopher (cutest couple ever), Elisa and Dan (cutest straight couple ever), Domingo, Lori and Dave, Elliott, Nikisha and girl-crew, Lev, even Heather made it out to my party!
It was a lot of fun, but there was one thing that was really upsetting.
Bryan was SO weird. At first he was all lovey-dovey, ticklish, fun and playful. He was tired so he put on his coat to leave and we hugged goodbye. We talked and I asked him to wait a while so that we could go back to my house once the party was over. He took off his coat and stuck around and I walked over to pick at the food table and got into a side conversation with Elisa. Just then, he comes over and tells me that I’ve abandoned him where he stood with his coat. We get food and sit down and he’s a little quiet.
A short while later, Doming shrieks when he spots a small bug crawling across the table heading towards my direction. "It’s a cockroach!" "No it’s not" and it was too small to really tell. Bryan starts tripping and says it came out of my food and how can I possibly continue to eat (I had a piece of bread still in my hand from the plate I set up.) Bryan was crabby from being deserted so this was the straw that broke the camels back. Without a word, he stands up and gets his coat and leaves. Elisa suggests that I go upstairs and figure out if we’ve hit the 300 dollar tab mark so we can go back to my house to hang out, so I do. Bryan’s upstairs clearing his tab and asks where I’m going. He’s upset, upbrupt, and didn’t apologize for storming off. I tell him that he just stormed off so he should leave anyway. I think I said, "you should leave." So he does. Marches out of Larry’s quickly and without looking back.
After we broke up, we decided to be friends. We hung out twice, and the first time was fun, the second was a total BLAST. He spent the night on Friday night and we were even considering becoming friends with benefits.
Unfortunately, today’s turn of events reminded me just why we broke up in the first place. I won’t delve into those reasons, but I just can’t see myself happy with him, even as a friend. I wish Bryan was consistently the Bryan I knew on the first couple of dates and the Bryan I hung out with at Trader Joe’s and at the Depeche Mode concert.
It’s going to be hard not having him in my life because he has so many wonderful qualities. Unfortuantely, these qualities are completely shadowed by these moments of horrendous clashing of personalities, communication issues, and unpredictable behaviors. He’s also super cuddly and when he’s feeling happy, is extremely affectionate and supportive. *sigh* I’m going to miss his great hugs, goofy smile, and the way sometimes leans to one side and slightly forward.
