{inner circle} Thank god that is over.

Maybe the best thing about moving is I will never have to deal with a DHP again. It was lovely seeing the 25 or so people I liked a lot. It was less thrilling seeing the 60 or so people I don’t know at all. Even less thrilling to see the 10 or so people I knew and don’t like. And the 3 or 4 people I don’t know who were specifically rude to me basically ended all fun for the party. Some bitch asked a question about the house or the party or something and I was sitting nearby so I answered. She turned to me and said, “And who the fuck are you?” I responded, “I live here.” She turned her back and ignored me. I think that part of the reason I get so mad when people lecture me telling me to be nice is that when she did this I got up quietly and walked away. That is actually what I generally what I do in those sorts of situations. I really wanted to say, “Get the fuck out of my house you stupid cunt.” But I didn’t want to ruin Noah’s party. 🙁

So I mostly hid back in my bedroom and declared it an invitation only space. Amusingly, for most of the time there were people standing in the door blocking entrance entirely unintentionally. That *won*.

And I tried to go to sleep around 11 with a little bit of success. I woke up around 1 needing to go to the bathroom and with a stomach ache. I’ve been up since then and not happy about it. 🙁 I don’t feel good and I can’t seem to calm down. I’m frustrated and angry and my back hurts and my stomach hurts and my head hurts and… And I didn’t find out till about 2am that Noah invited people to come back at 10 for breakfast. I’m torn between wanting to stay so that if that cunt comes back I can tell her to leave and leaving so I don’t have to deal with more stupid people. At the rate I’m going I wonder if I will sleep at all and that will distinctly lower my patience in general.

On the plus side, I think Noah and I just had the best sex we have had in a month. heh

6 thoughts on “{inner circle} Thank god that is over.

    1. Krissy Gibbs Post author

      Very very little. And apparently two of the chicks who were rudest to me may be back in about half an hour because a DHP tradition is Noah making breakfast the next day.

      If they say one fucking thing I will throw them out. I’m done with being polite.

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  1. ditenebre

    OK, you are much nicer than I am, because I would not have been willing to have her stay (much less come back for breakfast!!)

    I wish we hadn’t gotten tied up with Dickens stuff, and I had been there. Then I could have answered her “And who the fuck are you?” question with a “Your hostess, you rude, clueless bitch.” answer.

    The breakfast description sounded pretty yummy, actually. Stuffed croissant French toast. Will have to try that sometime.

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  2. ribbin

    I’m really bummed I couldn’t make it. Between trying to get to a DHP for years, and wanting to hang out with you and Noah, I was really looking forward to this.
    Nevertheless, we got Ed out of the hospital and home. There was a bit of nervousness about a minor fever going on, so I ended up staying there ’till about midnight.

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