So, was talking to someone new who wanted to visit nyc and I was willing to show him around. Of course, just when I thought he was a stand-up guy he wants me to send him naked pictures of myself because he's feeling frisky. Lovely. I don't even get annoyed anymore, it's a waste of energy. I just resign to it and laugh at myself for once again stepping into this shit on my own. Men have no tact.
Went to happy hour on Thursday and my friend's gay friend was there. Somehow I got into the topic of my brother. I was given advice on how to reach out to my brother to hopefully let him know I love him and will be there for him regardless of his orientation. Despite our upbringing and our culture of keeping quiet about everything, I want him to know that all I care about is his happiness and health. I know he probably feels lost, conflicted due to our family and culture...I can't even begin to imagine what it's like to have something eat at your insides like that.
On Friday, the girls went out and we were playing pool with weird guys, one of which annoyed the hell out of me. He was pretty drunk, but on top of that his comeback to every snarky comment I made would be "Wow....WOW..." What a fuckin' idiot. I can still see his retarded face as he said it as if I were the most evil person he's ever met. Then we went to a western-themed bar in the upper east and it was pretty dismal. The women were so jappy, and the men were all that frat-boy type. Some chick was nearly in tears because her hair was all messed up. People annoy me. Grow up.
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