Day 99 of Singledom

Friday morning was all errands and cleaning, then preparing chili to be made in my crockpot. This crockpot thing is the greatest invention ever. I can't help myself but check it every hour if I am home but man does everything turn out so good and we usually have leftovers. Friday night turned into a shit show. My buddy came by around 3 and we went to The Pint to have a cocktail prior to our all you can drink festivity at 6. I should have known it was all downhill from there. At the next bar we had drink after drink after drink. I wasn't drinking beer so I was better pacing myself then most of them and I was the only one eating as well. Another good friend of mine brought out his ex. What is it with people and their exes? There are a million people in this world and we still dwell on the past. This girl isn't mean to him, she's pretty and sweet but she is a druggie, supposedly better now but when she kept disappearing for 20-30min and wasn't in the bathroom he was looking worried and pissed. But what can you say? Anyone from the outside can have an opinion but in the end it really isn't our business. We moved on to the second place to watch another one of my buddies bands play. Interesting. Not what I imagined but it was ok, the place was a dive and the sound was a little off but I like going to functions to support my friends when they need. I have officially become a groupie. The bassist is gorgeous and I met him the weekend prior and thought so too, I guess, we started talking and he was telling me how much he was looking forward to seeing me and I was like oh really? Did we talk before? haha Guessed from the look on his face he was the mystery guy that I made out with and ditched his number. Oops. He gave me a CD with his number written on the top. I might call him but he is a smoker and that is pretty much a deal breaker for me. But he is gorgeous so maybe... The Ex called a couple times but I didn't answer and then he texed asking me if I was out and just responded yes. My friend, who is not really a close friend just a girl I know from work asked if it was The Ex. Then she went on to say that I should just stop seeing him he doesn't deserve me and I should cold shoulder him till I am ready to be just friends and he will either beg for me back or move on himself. Funny thing is I think she is right. I don't want him back. I am having so much fun now but a little part of me isn't ready to fully let go. I wonder why, I wonder why we all do that. The end of the night ended up with everyone sloppy except for me, I had slowed down at the second bar and started drinking water. Creepsters were in full blast there and I was shocked when one of The Exes friends showed up at the bar and was trying to hit on my, very awkward so I just walked away. I think people try to do crap like that when they are drinking so they can pretend they have no morals and blame it on the booze. Ridiculous, I prefer to own up to all my immoral choices.