Tuesday, March 21, 2006

The Joys of a neurotic PMSing gf

Birth Control, a beautiful thing for about 28days a month. I find it interesting that the menstral cycle coincides with the lunar cycle. Basically my gf turns into a werewolf for a 3-4 days a month (just like the full moon). Maybe I'll investigate this further when I have less school and more time.

Anyways friday night I was expecting it to be good times
-R was comming up
-party's were planned
-ST. Patty's day mean green beer

But shit never goes according to plan:
The first thing to happen is a R fucking up at work and being stressed from that (on-top of the pre-mentionned cyclical condition). Ok well I know the remedy for this...green beer.
But Rhonda only wanted to go to O'Hannlons (an Irish pub) for a green Alexander Keiths.
We originally made plans to go, but I wasn't sure when she was going to get to the city for them to actually happen. I also made plans with a few other people to join us.
The fact of the matter is it was 9 pm before R had her daughter dropped off somewheres and lets face it an Irish Pub, in a big city on Friday Night, and ST. Paddy's day...what are the chances of getting through the door after 9pm, let alone trying to get a cab (2 hour wait) or a parking spot. I heard from friends that it was packed by 4 in the afternoon and lined up down the street. It was not about to spend 2 hours out in the BLOODY COLD for a green beer I can get anywhere else.

Who can I explain rationally to an irrational person that it is an imposibility to get into this establishment. I'm serious when I say I've had an easier time explaining math concepts to 4 year olds.

My alternative was to go to Triffons Pizza near my apartment. We could still get green beer, there would be plenty of parking since most people would be out at major pubs like McNally's, O'Hannlon's, Bushwakers, Barts, and pretty much anywhere but a small restaurant lounge. I understand it's not the same atmosphere, but a green beer is a green
and guess what? THEY SELL KEITHS at Triff's!!

She wasn't interested in a beer anywhere's else, too bad, because I still had plans with other people to go. She was welcome to join or go fulfill her dreams of drinking a green Keith's at O'Hannlons but I was going for my green Keith's at Triff's. So I went with K, my roomate and we ordered a pitcher and waited for other people who decided not to show up. We had to drink the pitcher ourselves. Needless to say I couldn't drive afterwards...not because I coulnd't...but its St.Paddy's day and cops are out in full force. By this point it was 11 PM and R was tired and I figured if I call a cab and try to get there, it'll be a 2 hour wait. Not to mention she'll be asleep by the time I get there. She sleeps like a ROCK so she probably won't know I've even been there till she wakes up. SO I said "FUCK IT".

Drugs (in particular birth control) effects every woman differently...I know this because of all the different shit I've witnessed over the years. I've never dealt with this level of irrationality before and I've worked in a pre-school!

I chilled with Krisite and Rob for a bit and then went to bed by 12:30 because I was tired from a week of hellish work, and boring classes.

Whatever, I love her so I persevere, but I wonder what demon awaits me next month?

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