Halloween Party Night….

So last night was a pretty good time.

N dressed up as a zombie chef and I dressed up as a zombie waitress…It was cute 😛

So we started out by going to a Christmas party by the boss at work..the president of the company. It was at his house…beautiful house. Like my perfect house — if it was in a different location – like on a lake somewhere lol. It was fun. Me, J, N and a guy from work all went. There was one other person from work there and the rest were the boss and his wife’s friends and family. It was fun – hopefully moved me up a peg or two at with the boss since no one else showed lol.

Anyway…then we left and went to the bar where N and I met. They were having a Christmas party. It was fun but I don’t know…not as fun as usual. Probably because we had J and our other friend with us…or maybe I just wasn’t in the mood. N was getting tipsy and he was very frisky…kept making cracks about us going home and having zombie sex lol…. We finally decided it was time to go so we left and came back to the house.

And that is where the night started sucking balls. So we get home…go outside…built a fire in the fire pit. I didn’t really drink any more but N kept doing bourbon shots lol. Of course, it was a short time and the conversation turned to her loser boyfriend that yes…she is still with. Our friend and N kinda laid into her….told her the truth of the situation and told her that she was too good of a person and she deserved better. She gets on her poor pitiful me spiel…and they kinda tried to tell her that is life and you can’t push things. This dragged on for awhile..J was pissed…I told them I was having one more cigarette then going to bed cause I was freezing. Before I could finish the smoke, J stormed in the house and went to bed…our friend was so drunk he was about to pass out so I put him to sleep on the couch. N finished his smoke and came inside….still ranting about J and her boyfriend…I was pissed…

So this morning I woke up and told him I was. I told him he was all frisky at the bar and I thought we were going to come home and have some fun but of course…as usual….the night turned into all about J. He apologized…and was talking about how once we move it won’t be as much of a problem anymore. I hope he is right. I am about tired of my time getting ruined because of J. She sat there last night and told us how us being happy makes her sick. Well tough shit. It took him 34 years and me 37 years to find this…so fuck her. I am over it. She better stop or else we will fucking move asap.