Halloween Diaster
So last night, despite the fact that I had been up since 5:30am, I let a friend of mine talk me into going out. Mainly because she used the argument that I need to start going out again and that it is good for me to go out and be social. And she is right. Plus, she is one of those sweet people who would never intentionally hurt a fly. So I agree.
We get to her friend's house in downtown and immediately I am uncomfortable because there is an apartment full of people who know each other - and don't know me. I shrug that off (or try to) and we walk to the "real" party - which turns out to be a block party downtown. At first it wasn't so bad. It was kinda fun actually. A little too loud for my particular taste, but whatever. Then it got crazy - I couldn't even stand without people being pressed up against me on every side - literally touching me. One of the guys I was there "with" gets me up on the balcony because I don't do well with that many people - and proceeds to ask me out. Really wasn't into him, but thought, why not? Until he then tells me he is a "bad boy," has a tendency to rush into sexual relationships, AND would "have" to keep any romantic relationship "low-key." Um, thanks, but no thanks. Believe it or not, I know what I would want from a relationship, and that ain't it. But he keeps trying to keep me from going back to everyone else. Finally we head back to the others - only to get me completely separated from the rest of the group. I get to a place (after much pushing and shoving) that isn't quite so loud and try to call my friend's cellphone.
An hour and a half later, I am forced to the conclusion - I was completely alone in downtown Atlanta at 12:30am, no idea if my friend even thought to bring her cell phone, no way to find the people I was supposed to be with, my car was in Lilburn, I couldn't afford a taxi from downtown to my car, and my cell phone was almost dead. Even though I was *supposed* to drive my friend home so she could have a few drinks, I did the only thing that made any sense at the time, I called someone else to come and get me while my cell phone still worked. I walked over the Arts Center Marta station - got there around 1am and a friend picked me up there.
Now, I will grant that I need to get out more. Hell, I need to get out period. I seldom, if ever, do anymore. But situations like that are hardly going to entice me to leave the nice little sanctuary, if you will, of my new place. It is quiet here, I am safe here, and I can invite people over in small groups - people that I know, or at least used to know. And if one or two people that I don't want to tag along, fine.
Speaking of which, I have a projector DVD player and pool table here. I have no dining room table, so I can't have people over for dinner (unless you want to eat on the couch), but I can have a movie night thing. Would anybody on here like to come over for a little "house-warming" party thing? If so, when? I really would like to see y'all again.