Dee-Rob

Writing. Some comedy, some not.

Poor, poor pitiful me

Posted by Dee-Rob on October 3rd, 2004

It sucks when the best thing you can say about your weekend is you had HauntedApple Jacks.

Other than that, I had a confused fight with my boyfriend. I’m not sure that either one of us could say exactly what was going on and where the argument started. Sometimes I think it’s just impossible to fully understand another human being or him, you. Then, the relationship hilarity begins. Boo hoo. (On the bright side, he’s a stand-out boy in that none of these fights feel like the absolute end of the world. They suck, but I don’t believe (and I hope) they’re not terminal.)

Weirdly, I had a dream that I had a new boyfriend (who looked like a total tool in a brown suit and tie (as though I would date someone in a suit all the time, and a brown one at that)). In the dream the “old” boyfriend (aka the real one) came back to hang out, and the tool “new” boyfriend knew and was fine. However, I didn’t invite the “new” boy to a party I threw with the “old” one, and then pretended I did and he missed it. Basically, the point is, I was even fighting with the “new” imaginary boyfriend in the dream.

Capping off the real poutiness and the poutiness of my psyche will be a party with the folks that made Bush Focus Group. (Click on the link, watch the flick.) Normally, I would think a cast/release party would be fun, well at least as fun as any party where I don’t really know anyone. But, this one is bound to have some awkwardness because of a crazy guy who hates me.

One of the other actors I know from comedy. Apart from his being a huge conspiracy fanatic and my not being one, I’m not entirely clear on what his beef is with me. We have had disagreements, which I mistakenly thought were of the good-natured arguing, difference in beliefs variety. But, he has insulted me publicly, got in my face very physically, tried to argue with me at clubs and shit on me on stage. (For the stage part, some of his funny quips have been that I am ugly, old, scary, mean, angry and a bitch. Ha ha.) Happily, I guess, I’m not alone, he’s done the same thing to other people, who he perceives as having slighted him.

The sad part is he’s a nice man in many ways, who helped me as an early open miker in comedy and was there to listen when my mom died. To many people he also still is quite nice. He seems very genuine and a little nutty maybe, but not crazy. Until you see the craziness up close and for what it is, it is easy to assume that the anger on stage or fights with people are provoked.

Ah, well, better shower so I can see if a nutty man with a grudge spends a party intimidating me. Fucking shit weekend this one.

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Comment by boyo
2004-10-03 23:14:56

He better not be around when I am in Boston because I no longer can be deported if I assault someone.

 
Comment by Dee-rob
2004-10-03 23:20:16

My mean boyfriend who fought with me?

 
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