magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

stef called late last night and woke me up. she was drunk. her friend kc is visiting for the weekend. some boys had bought them drinks at the bar. i was jealous. of those boys. but more of kc.

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after burritos chris.k and i went over to sabra's birthday party. it was supposed to be a cookout, but the people who had gone for charcoal and stuff to grill had left before we got there and didn't show up until much later. which was pretty much fine with me. kc was there, as i expected. she said that she was supposed to pick stef up at work later (no "would you like to come along?") and she and greer left after a little while.

and then stef showed up, walking home from work, having not gotten ahold of them, and just coinidentally along the street that we were on as the party was supposed to be at sabra's place the last she had heard. we walked up to her place and then she and kc and i went back over the the party for a while. but weren't there for too long before heading back up to stef's to watch the godfather ii. or about a third of it, before going to bed.

stef was right off to sleep, with knees or elbows stuck out, keeping me at a distance.