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GayDood
2002-09-19 16:11:02 (UTC)

A perfect plan cannot exist!

Halloween...
It's coming...
I panic constantly over it, but now...I panic for another
reason.

My costume? Easy enough...recycling a costume from another
event, but it's never been used for Halloween, and I can
afford some minor slutty changes to it for the NYC parade.
I'm being a poison ivy Faerie. And I intend to look great!

Yay! Settled, and the nightmares have subsided...but oh,
the clinchers! The monkeywrenches! The woe over impending
drama! Alas, the creeping shadows that do harbour the
tidings of doom hath come unto me!

Alright, if you've been abreast of my Halloween ritual, I
always spend it with two good friends. Parade, pasta,
partying...sorta things we do...till the wee, wee hours of
the morning.

My bestest friend since the third grade...bless her, I love
her to death!...thinks she really wants to come along this
year. And I SO want her to come...but, at the same time,
I'm hesitant to get too excited. She's married...and she's
lead a rather calm lifestyle for so long that I'm afraid of
her not keeping up with the pace of the nightly festivities
and ending up getting tired before midnite. And I have
already warned her that we will likely be out until 6 or 8
the next morning.
Now, if it was just a hop, skip, and jump home, and she was
comfortable with travelling by herself, that would be ONE
thing...
...but if she's tired, then I have to bring her home, and
then...my night is pretty much fucked. I want her to be
with me and share Halloween with me so badly, and at the
same time I'm terrified she will ruin the best night of the
year...but then again, it couldn't NEARLY be as terrible as
the Halloween that Mr. Perfect ruined!

THAT was a bad year! It was while we were dating. Mr.
Perfect did nothing but bitch and complain all night, got
pissed off at me whenever I seemed to be having any hint of
fun (since he was miserable, he expected ME to be miserable
with him). Granted, one of my friends was being an
impossible jerk that night, but it would have been easier
to try and deal with the situation if I didn't have a war
on two fronts...and the night would likely have gone much
better. But I digress.
And anyway, I refused to spend the next Halloween with Mr.
Perfect, and ended up meeting some Latino guy from Miami
and having what might have been the hottest sexual
experience of my life.

So, I get an e-mail from the greatest friend a guy like me
could have, an awesome guy I've known since freshman year
of college who quickly found his way into my heart and
helped me feel comfortable with being out. and I'm not
sure exactly where he fits into things either...I can't
quite figure out if he's the eternal friend I'm supposed to
have, the one that keeps getting away or some kind of soul-
mate...hmmm...
But now, even though he recently moved to the opposite
coast, he's back in my life again! And every time we talk,
it's as if we had just spoken the day before. There's a
familiarity and a comfortableness I have with him that
doesn't exist with anyone else...and the strangest part is
that I find him attractive despite the fact that he has icy
blue eyes...which I usually find very distateful...

And now, he wants me to come to San Francisco for
Halloween, and it is really tempting and I'm starting to
second-guess my usual Halloween ritual...I will likely
still stay in NYC, but I must be sure of it.

So, I was discussing this dilemma with another bestest
friend of mine last night, and as I am looking to her for
answers, she says "You would go to San Francisco for
Halloween, but you can't go to Salem with me?"
...ugh!
I am not going to Salem because everything is booked
solid. We have nowhere to sleep, and although she is
familiar with the lack of such things, I need it...and no,
I do NOT sleep in cars or in the open...no room service and
only one bathroom is MY idea of 'roughing it'!
...just kidding, but honestly if there's no room then we
couldn't go...
And there I was, looking for a little comfort...a little
solace, and of course, since I won't go to Salem with her,
I had to drop the subject entirely, and let the confusion
brew within me like a pot of coffee on the burner a little
too long...

And now, I already know what I am going to do...now it's a
matter of making peace with all the warring factions...

I am going to spend Halloween in NYC and enact the yearly
Rituals.

I am bringing my bestest friend since the third grade
along, and she's gotta do her own costume since I have
minimum time to work on even the details for myself.

If said bestest friend gets tired, she's being put on a
train/bus, or going to sleep it off at someone's apartment.

If said bestest friend is a trooper and lasts the night and
has a great time, I will love her forever-plus-two.

No...plus-three!




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