So. Um.
Seriously, who suggested giving used lingerie to a new girlfriend? I mean really?
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Me said:
We"re separately going to the Banff/Canmore area this weekend with our own friends coincidentally, so we may meet up, otherwise I said we"d hang out next week. And actually I"m going to Canmore with Diane, but I think we"re just back to being friends again. Who knows.
lol, things went pretty goddamn sideways with this. Keeping it as short as possible, went to Canmore to hang out with a bud, Diane, and another friend. We ended up getting fairly drunk at the "country cottage" of Diane"s dad (massive house) and didn"t go skiing the next day due to hangovers. Made out with Diane a bit but she stopped anything further. Got lunch in town, the three others were all from Calgary and decided to head back, which kind of pissed me off since I thought we were hanging out for another night and were going to take it easy or go out. Drive my bud back and continue home since I didn"t feel like sticking around in Calgary and going out there. Bust.
Meanwhile I had texted with the new girl on Friday and she said she wasn"t going to be coming down to Banff afterall. Right after dropping my bud off and getting back in to my car I see I missed a call and had a voicemail from another friend, Bill, who was on the trip the week before and had met her and hung out with us. The voicemail is him kind of chuckling and saying he had been "out" on Friday with a certain someone that it had turned out I had been out with at the hockey game, and that we should probably talk. I call him and turned out that bugger had messaged her on Facebook later in the week, after finding her through my profile.
We hadn"t seen each other since the previous weekend and he said he hadn"t known I went to the game with her (I"d mentioned it to his roommate but they work opposite schedules and it hadn"t come up), and he asked her to hang out. So he went with her to a friend of her"s house. I got more detail from her on Saturday night, but the summary of the conversation with my bud was that nothing had happened, he hadn"t known we"d gone out, if she was someone I wanted to see again then he"d back off no worries, we need to come up with a better system to coordinate efforts in the future ("I added her first, you jackass, why wouldn"t you ask me?!" "You add every hot chick from the bus the week after the trip!" "I concede the point"), and that as far as he could tell with talking her on Friday about the situation she was probably going to avoid the whole thing and not see either of us. We were mostly laughing about inadvertently cock blocking each other.
So after telephone tag she called me Saturday evening and we chatted how both our weekends" plans had gone sideways, and she filled me in on a bit more detail about the whole goof up with my friend. I told her that there was no issue between me and him, that it was simple mis-communication and that I"d like to see her again provided she didn"t find the situation too awkward or weird. I told her to give it a couple days and to call me in a couple days and we"d go from there, she asked what I was doing Sunday, I said I was going to a friend's place for dinner, what was she up to tonight, she said she was just going to take it easy that night and veg out. In what I initially thought to be a colossal mistake as soon as it fell out of my mouth, I was like "hey well then why don"t you come over here and veg out with me? We can watch Inception," as she"d not seen it.
She hummed and hawed for a second and I laughed and said she could say no in order to try to backtrack, she said no she was on the fence, and then she said what the hell she"d just have to shower and be over in a couple hours. She came over, we watched the movie, had some good old grade 9 making out, she stayed the night and we had some grade 9 "whats your favorite color" conversation until 3am, got up, had brunch next door (and were coincidentally seated at the exact table we"d sat on Tuesday, just to add to the rom/com ambiance), helped me pick out some wine for the dinner, agreed that we"d hang out Tuesday, and left.
I still see a pretty big red flag with how she agreed to go out with my bud on Friday, but last week she"d said that when I asked her to the hockey game she wasn"t sure if it was just as friends, to which I responded "guys don"t generally ask single girls out on a date unless it"s a date". But otherwise I dig this chick, she"s a lot of fun. Lets hope my bud didn"t screw things up too badly for me, that dumbass.
Then again, serves me right as I was potentially going to get some on the sly with Diane.