National Geographic

Well it’s been 12 days since I last wrote.

I get all frustrated when I check my bookmarks day after day and only one or two people, or nobody has updated. But here I am doing the same thing.

Honestly, when I write a lot, I tend to make bigger deals out of things.

Like tonight, Paco and I are meeting up with a sort of ex-girlfriend, the last person he had sex with before me. They were more like friends with benefits, their sex life sucked and he couldn’t perform with her because he’s wasn’t 100% into her.

They were better off as friends, she said, when she broke things off.

All good right? Well she’s in town from fucking Tanzania or some shit (she’s a filmer for National Geographic) and Paco was going to get dinner with her tonight.

I don’t think so.

I told him that I don’t have a problem with him continuing friendships with exes, but I didn’t think it was appropriate to be one-on-one with them. I told him I wouldn’t do that, and he shouldn’t either. So I’m going with them to dinner. 

Could be awkward, and I think Paco thinks I’m putting restrictions on something that doesn’t need restrictions, but the thing is… you don’t go to dinner alone with an ex.

The funny thing is, Will and I discussed this exact thing just a couple days before this came up. He had this conversation with his new girlfriend just recently… they were both trying to figure out where they stand with exes because obviously he’s friends with me, and she’s friends with a couple of her exes. He said he wasn’t comfortable with it, but he wanted her to be okay with him being friends with me. They compromised and said they could definitely be in touch with their exes and casually friends, but no hanging out alone.

Seems pretty fucking normal to me.

I wouldn’t want to hang out with Will alone anyway. It was fine before, when we were both single, but it just seems weird now that I’m in a relationship.

So even if Paco thinks that I’m a little too ‘touchy’ about not wanting him to go to dinner with her, I don’t really care. The only way I’m going to feel comfortable with anything is if I’m there too.

Besides, wouldn’t he want her to meet me? I mean, if he’s so proud of me and all….

Anyway.

See? This is what I’m talking about. This whole thing played out in real life, I had the initial reaction to finding out they were having dinner together, had the conversation with Paco, then we resolved it and it was fine. I haven’t thought about it too much since. But because I’m writing about it, it’s in the forefront of my mind.

I don’t know. Maybe I’m getting too old, emotionally mature to hash out meaningless moments like this.

 

Last time I filled my birth control prescription, the pharmacy gave me a different brand of pill. It had the sticker that said "this looks different than your last prescription but it’s the same" but I really don’t think it was the same.

Because this month I’ve had cramps pretty much steadily. And I gained hella weight. Like 5 pounds. It’s not water weight because I drink an insane amount of water each day. I eat healthily and I exercise 3-4 times a week.

What the fuck, you know?

So next time I get it filled, which will be in about a week, I am going to discuss with the pharmacist. Something isn’t right there.

And god dammit I’m supposed to be LOSING weight, I’m going to fucking Mexico in like 2.5 weeks.

Also I need to get on hypothyroid medication because my thyroid is low… and I can tell. My doc told me that my thyroid was slow but I haven’t done anything about it… I will soon though.

I just heard that thyroid meds can make you cranky. I don’t need any extra cranky, thank you.

 

So it’s film premiere season and it’s going quite well so far. Paco and I are going to a premiere on Friday for a snowboarding movie. It’s a private event, although I didn’t know that until yesterday and invited a bunch of people. That was a mistake.

This way it will just be a double date action which I’m totally cool with.

 

We’re #1 in our kickball league and it’s Super fun, I love playing with these crazy people.

We won the first round of playoffs last night and will compete for the championship next week.

Domination.

 

Tomorrow night we’re going to a show downtown… good times always.

I’ve been actively cutting down on drinking which makes me feel better and more in control of my life choices.

It was never like THAT bad but even passing on a few PBRs at kickball makes me feel better.

 

The weather here in Seattle is quickly turning to fall, which is okay with me. I miss the sun but autumn in Seattle is absolutely gorgeous. Plus, I have WAY more autumn/winter outfits than spring/summer. My dress rotation was getting a little stale.

 

PS. GO SEAHAWKS