Monday, March 27, 2006

Now this might be awkward

So, tomorrow I am going to X's thesis show.

This is very important to her. It is what she has always wanted. This was all put into motion while we were still married. In fact, it is part of what broke us up. Her becoming true to herself, at the same time that I was inspired to do the same, caused both of us to realize that what was true for ourselves was not for the other, and so, split.

Awkward yet?

So, the real thing is, she is having her final art thesis show, and I promised to support her. It is bigger than her graduation.

I have a major acting class tomorrow night though. My teacher is bringing in five agents and managers because he wants all of us to be represented. Which is great. Very important to me. The true me.

So, I am going late to X's thesis show. Not getting there til about 10PM.

Here's where it gets weird.

Her family is going to be there and would like to see me. I would also like to see them. After all, the last time we saw each other was when we both went back right after we were married. So, the last time I saw them, they were starting to call me son, and now the next time I see them will be to say a goodbye, forever.

Slightly weird, but still regular family type weird.

Wait.

Because I am getting there so late, they will already be asleep. So, we have decided to have breakfast together. Which means, because it is an hour drive away, I am going to spend the night. In a sleeping bag, but still.

Ok, starting to get weird.

Going to my X's thesis show, to support her, and see my ex in laws, who will be asleep when I get there, so I am sleeping over, to then go to breakfast with them and say goodbye, or whatever you say.

Not normal. Weird.

Think I'm done yet.

Wrong. Weirder coming just around the corner.

So, X called me tonight to give me a "heads up".

Seems that she has gone on a couple of dates with a guy she met out at school, and he is going to be there tomorrow, and she wanted me to know ahead of time so that things didn't get weird.

He knows about me already. Now I know about him.

Oh, and we get to meet.

Then I get to sleep over!

Now, that's fucking weird.

I can't believe it.

I know I went on a date, and this is probably the same thing for her, but still.

WHY ISN'T SHE PINING AWAY FOR ME?!

That's ridiculous, but shit man. This is weird.

Fuck it. I'm just going to walk right up to him, and shake his hand hard and say, Yeah, well, I was intimate with James Bond's son!

That will show him who's who.

What have I got myself into?

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