pavlov

i now know why growing up, i was so miserable. my parents are no fun to be with when they're together. i got a call from the dad this morning, asking if i could drive him and the mother to the insurance place to get his car insurance switched over to his name. i asked him why he needed a ride. it was obvious he didn't want to go with her by himself.

we went to go pick her up and he was in good spirits. the minute we drive up to her building and he sees she's not waiting for us (even though she'd just called and he said we'd leave to pick her up right then), he immediately got irritated. she got in the car and said, "hello" to him. he grunted. i thought, "WTF have i gotten myself into?" i was so cranky the whole trip and it was a total of about 15 minutes. my mom decided to walk home in the rain. not that it was far but i'm sure she didn't want to be anywhere near him. he perked right up after she left.

i cannot believe the two of them survived being married to each other for 30 years. what were they thinking? if they can survive that kind of emotional punishment, they can survive just about anything.

holy F, no wonder i'm happier being alone. i don't ever want to deal with a partner who is anything like either of them. miserable, miserable.

on a happier note, last night, very impromptu, i decided to go to the new west bar association Christmas dinner. i'm not a member nor do i attend meetings but Sam's always on me to come and join them and so last night, i did. i did know a few people there so it wasn't completely uncomfortable and since i haven't been out in awhile, i chatted quite amiably with my table-mates (only two of the eight i actually knew). i only planned to stay for dinner but ended up closing the place down. the dancing was so much fun - as much as last week's dancing was fun, there is something to be said about a DJ that knows the right songs to play to get people to dance. and, he played "Thriller" for me! to top it all off, it was held at the Hart House in Deer Lake Park, which is this beautiful old tudor-style mansion-turned-restaurant. i didn't to see the entire restaurant but what i did see was so quaint and so nice.

a side note - i think there is something going on with Sam and the Ninja. not anything like their previous relationship but it's obvious that feelings are still there (when the DJ played "Dancing Queen", Sam yelled out, "FUCK ABBA!", obviously because the Ninja loves ABBA). she had asked him to get people from the firm to come out to the dinner and asked him to ask me to come but he never mentioned anything and when i confronted him about it later, he said, "oh, are you going to go?" things aren't going as planned with her and her new love so i think she's regressing (is that a word? it looks funny) back to her old one. i'd rather have her be with the Ninja but he's got get his act together.

my dad and i just finished hanging my Christmas lights. they look so nice! actually, my place is starting to come together slowly. of course, it will never look the way i want it to because i would have to get rid of all of my junk before that happened. i wonder if that chest of drawers is still at that little store on columbia. i might check it out tomorrow.

but really, i should buy a dining room table first.