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So last night.

I suppose I could write a huge entry all about last night -- about Steph and Kramer and all the bad decisions we three made yesterday morning and the night before, about dinner with lurpy, or the pre-party with lurpy and anjeelou.

Instead, I'll write about the end. About how I started crying after _ikeware left ... and I called him and explained why. First, over H.W.S.R.N., because he didn't show (and I knew he wouldn't, but when he emailed me on Friday for directions, I let myself hope) -- and actually, because BFunk didn't show either. Second, over Hipster -- over the fight we'd had the night before (one of the many aforementioned bad decisions), over the fact that he gave me a birthday present but wouldn't look me in the eye, respond, or even stop walking when I tried to thank him for it, but mainly because he brought a date to the party and was making out with her in the living room (after dumping me with the old "I'm not in the space where I can be involved with anyone right now" line -- and I was dumb enough to believe him).

But mainly, I was crying over _ikeware. I was crying because when he came to the party and saw what was up with Hipster, he instantly dove into a role he used to play for me sometimes at raves: Fake Boyfriend. He held my hand and kept his arm around my back and just generally made it look like "Hey Hipster -- she's got someone new too!" And I didn't ask him to do it or even say a word -- he just stepped up. So mainly, I was crying because it felt so amazing to know that I had a friend who would do that -- just step up to the plate and defend me, stick up for me like that.

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ratphooey
Nov. 14th, 2004 05:05 pm (UTC)
Jules and I talked about it before the play started, and decided that if it was too much for either one of us, we'd just leave.

Had the tickets been cheaper, I think we'd have bagged it altogether, but I am too practical for that.

The first half was good, actually - being reminded that massive overwhelm is a common response to new mommyhood. It was only when she started to slip into serious psychosis that it got hairy, though as I said, it was reassuring that things never got that bad for me.

I am really upset that the blurb didn't give any indication of how heavy duty the play became. It was like promising Ron Howard's movie Parenthood and getting Medea.

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