Last night Skank had a little shin dig at her house. She's about to go to Australia to play footy. And yesterday was her last day of work. There was a mixing of population: footy players, people from the recently departed job, and people from the job where we first met. I haven't seen some of those people in almost 3 years. It was a total trip.
I wanted to leave by 10 or 1030 since I had a service guy coming by between 8 and 10am. I didn't wind up leaving until midnight. Go me and enforcing myself imposed curfew. And after 1030, I kept saying- I have to go, I have to go....and I never left. Until the last shot of Presidente Brandy...I'm classy.
Me and the McK girls moved from the kitchen to the living room- YT's hubby and baby departed and were waiting for her...and this is when the shit gets deep...since she was a little tipsy, HK was tipsy, Geriatric was holding her own as was I, Skank was outside playing some drinking game and totally missed the whole moment. We were talking about it coming up to YT's 5 year anniversary of her double mastectomy surgery (she was diagnosed with breast cancer at 34) and being cancer free. The weekend before the big surgery a big group of McK girls went out for a girls night out for 80's night and all dress funky, it was a great night. We were talking about have a 5 year girls 80's night out to celebrate. YT was talking about how the girls at work were so supportive and really helped her through everything, and whenever she tells her story she says that HK started crying. HK responds with "it was totally fucking bizarre-o, you were so young and going to have both your boobs chopped off" (HK is in her 40s and still talks like a valley girl). Then she says that I was her rock, her support, and I did so much for her. I just kinda stand there not really knowing what to say because the YT and Me relationship has been a dicey one. Then Geriatric and HK jump on this "L is a rock" bandwagon and how great I am in a crisis, and all I can think of is "what the fuck is going on?? this is shit that happens to other people and in movies, not to me...this drunken heart to heart."
Then YT and I have a semi private conversation and she's telling me that she was happy I came to the party, and that she wants to be friends again and she misses me and she really hopes we can maybe talk sometime...and she's been wanting to email me for a long time but thought I wouldn't want to hear from her, and she knows she's been a bad person and a horrible friend and she hopes that she can prove that she's a better person now and will be a better friend to her. I tell her that at that point in time we were both having stuff going on, and we drifted, it happens, and I know that I wasn't the best person in return. We can hang out, have fun, re-establish the friendship. She gets a little misty we are hugging, she's repeating that she's not going to be a bad friend again and she really wants me to be a part of her life.
It was just sooo weird...odd....not at all what I was expecting.
Before I went to bed last night, I texted Skank that it was bizarre night and I'm going to be calling her in the morning. She was happy to miss the Kum Bay Ya moment.
Rock out, with drunken feelings
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