November 13, 2005 - 1:09 p.m.
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Yesterday was Ramsey's birthday. I had come over the night before, and he was drinking Kentucky Tavern with Jason and Mia, so I gave him his birthday present that night, because it was Woodford Reserve. I spent the night, but was awoken by a phone call from my dad in the morning, because he and Mom came down to Louisville and they were going to Sue's to get their eyes checked, and I came too to get my eyes checked again and pick out new (fly) glasses. After Mom and Sue came to see my birds, they left and I went back to Ramsey's with a Cosmo. We sat in bed reading that for a while, had sex, and then he was doing some online quiz thing. It asked if he would rather himself die or 10 random people - he chose 10 random people. Then it asked if he'd rather himself or 10,000 random people. He chose the random people. I was appalled - of course this won't ever happen, but that's quite obviously a huge selfish problem. He said that if they're people he'll never know or care about, why should he do it? and that he wouldn't have died to stop the Holocaust
um, obviously this is a big red flag
but then he wouldn't talk about it and then another question upset me and he wouldn't talk about that, but he says "we'll talk about it later", which probably means that we won't. I couldn't yell at him because all day had been so blissful, I think I was shaken by the abrupt change.
Anyway, last night he went out with his friend Marty. He had kept talking about me going with them, but he never called and I never called him, probably because of what had happened over those stupid internet quiz questions. Instead, I went to Sheryll's birthday party with Margaret. It was pretty fun, we sat on the couch with Mehera for about an hour talking, because we were all so dead tired. But then Margaret got Dario and Eric Massey to play billiards with us, and Eric and I won!
We left there at 12 to go to Wes's "dance-party" which really had no dancing except when I coaxed a drunk or two to break it down for half a song. I stayed there until 3 or 4, even though most of the people that I knew left. Jason, Andrew, and I talked in the kitchen for probably and hour at the end of the party. Andrew was pretty drunk, which I didn't realize until he went home and Jason told me online that he was throwing up all over himself. I had just thought he'd had a few drinks. But the drinks he had really opened him up and we actually...
talked. He's so quiet usually, I don't think we've ever talked for more than a few minutes at a time, in all the months that we've all been friends. It seems weird to call someone a friend in that situation, I know. But when we all get together, it'd never be right without Andrew. I told him that I wished we were closer, and I wished he would talk like this all the time, because I wished we were better friends. He was glad to hear that. And I was glad to hear that.
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