Christmas Shing-Dig

Dec 12 2008

PhD and her bf CN threw a Christmas party for all to enjoy. Oddly enough, the two of them had gone to HS together many years ago but didn't date, or hang out really until a little over a year ago. (She thought he was totally cool and dreamy, but he was 2 years older and according to the rules of high school, didn't have a chance...oh how things change!). The party was full of people they went to HS with, which in a twist of fate is in the town my parents recently bought their future retirement home. This crowd of people included RC.

Now at the time I thought I was being all cool and nonchalant about the whole thing. However I later found out that my two girlfriends at the party spent a significant amount of time calling the play by play as RC and I made our way around the room talking to each other and then splitting off and always returning to each other. I place the blame solidly on CN's shoulders for keeping my extra large wine glass full all night.

As it got later and things subsequently got blurrier RC dragged me back to PhD and CN's bedroom. Don't worry I'm not that kind of friend, we just used the room as place to kiss, all very upstanding all 4 feet on the floor. We were never left alone long...which I found annoying at the time.

As the night started to draw to a close (this was around 4am) RC approached me to see if I wanted to go back to his place instead of sleeping on the couch at PhD's. I really wanted to go. But as always was worried about what people would think (seriously I'm 27 stop worrying about what other people think). PhD basically shoved a set of keys to her place in my hand and sent me out the door saying she expected this the whole night.

So down the street to RC's I went. He kept saying it was mostly to let PhD's brother to have some privacy with his new gf who were sleeping on an air mattress in the same room I was meant to be in. I thought this was hilarious because I'm pretty sure this was NOT his main intention.

If he was thinking what about I think he was thinking about he was disappointed. I was there for sleep and aside from a few more minutes of making out sleep is all we did (it was 5 am or so).

Unfortunately I do not sleep well in other peoples beds, especially when construction is going on next door starting at 8am and so loud it sounded like the construction men where in the room with us. Add to that that RC snores like a walrus. I wasn't able to sleep in as long as someone who was up to 5am usually might. I giggled and the growling coming from the boy next to me, and tried to snuggle a little.

I got no response, he just lay there like a log. He woke a little and said that his head was killing him. He refuse my offer to get him some Advil. So instead I ran my fingers through his hair, lightly scratching his head. (When I have a headache, or just in general I love when people do this). Again no response. No sighs, no "that feels nice" no nothing at all.

Feeling a little less then welcome. I got up said I think I should be getting back to PhD's. As I was about leave he asked if I wanted him to walk me to the door.

Uh....YES! But he didn't sound all that enthusiastic about it, so I said no.

Then I walked all the back to PhD's in Canadian winter with no hat or mittens (because apparently at 4am after numerous large glasses of wine the cold didn't bother me). The whole time I couldn't help but wonder if he just wasn't that into me, is just that shy, or was just that hung over.