Last night was just supposed to be a quiet evening home, in my apartment, with Steph. We were supposed to watch the most recent episode of Nip/Tuck so Steph could see the calcified baby being lipo'd from Mrs. Klause's stomach. Sick, I know...
Instead, we ended up going to Gator Jakes with some guys from work, now that Steph is of age heh. They talked us into going because one guy needed a ride there, since he recently crashed his car and because he guilted me into it. I always joke around with him about how he always goes out to bars and has a good time, without me. So this time he invited me along, but when I initially said no, guilted me into it because he was actually inviting me. I was hoping it would just be Steph and I going out, but Tom decided he felt up to tagging along. Of course, he didn't tell me this until after I had started taking him home. I was hoping I'd be able to get an evening away from him, where I could have fun and not have to worry about what he was thinking or why he was mad at me or what he wasn't telling me, etc. But, no...despite the fact that his back has gotten worse and he is now getting a cold, he still felt it necessary to come with us.
All in all, it was kind of nice to get out of my apartment for once on a Saturday night. However, it was rather lame. The guys we went with, while fun to hang out with at work, seem to be a little immature when they drink. One guy ripped a poster off the wall and the other made sure to yell comments to every girl that happened to walk past our table, whether she was with a guy or not. The three guys started doing a bunch of random shots, each one buying the others their shot of choice. Tom, of course, had to pull the whole "my penis is bigger than yours" thing while downing his second double shot of Jameson (the whiskey, not the porn star as Tom reminds me) of the evening without so much as a facial twitch and watching the other guys yell from the burning and aweful taste of the stuff.
In his near-drunken state, Tom ended up confessing his love for another woman to my coworker, which I did not find out until later on. While other things about Tom have me far more worried than this, I didn't exactly appreciate him having the conversation with someone from work, while sitting right next to me....
Tom ended up having a lot to drink, mostly in shot form, compared to my one. Not exactly what I had in mind for the evening, especially with the day I had. And, I ended up having to pick up the tab as well. Interesting how that one works.
I'm having a few people over from work tonight (I should be cleaning at the moment to prepare for their arrival) and apparently everyone is expecting to get drunk when we play cards. Thats fine with me, so long as I get to partake in the imbibing, unlike last night....it has been a long, stressful weekend for me...