Well, I suppose if I'm going to try and do this whole blog thing, last night is as good place to start as any.  I pretty much feel like a schmuck right now, and here is why: 

So last night was Alyssa's birthday party, and we had some people over to our house and then the group of about ten or so of us went down to our favorite bar, the Loop.  One of the people at the party was a guy on Alyssa's curling team named Matt, and he was really cute (light brown hair with frosted tips, gorgeous brown eyes, nice smile), and he started talking to me, and (here's the shocker) I was actually talking back (which is highly unusual for me with anyone I've just met, let alone a boy).  We talked on and off for the better part of an hour, almost an hour and a half, actually making conversation, joking, and dare I say even flirting a little.  At one point Carolyn was talking with us too, and it turns out that Matt was at her senior prom with a girl from her class, and he pulled out a picture from his wallet and shows us him and this girl in their formal wear.  What he failed to mention was that the girl in the picture was actually his on again off again girlfriend of the last four years (and yes, they are currently on), and not even did he not mention that, he actually distinctly said that he was single later on, and one of my friends who was sitting near by heard him say it too, so I  wasn't just imagining things.

So later on that evening we we're getting ready to go to the Loop, and I was sitting on the steps getting my shoes on and he comes and sits next to me, and wraps his arm around my shoulders saying that he doesn't care which car he goes in, he just wants to go in the same car as me, which, I won't lie, shocked me, but I was going along with it so I didn't object.  Once we got to the Loop, when we were making our way through the crowd he actually said "come on sexy" and took my hand, leading me up to the bar.  So naturally I'm floating on cloud nine because I'm thinking that this nice, funny, sensitive, cute guy might actually be into me.  The Loop has a great dance floor so of course we're all up dancing,  and it stays fairly innocent, just a few flirty looks and touches until a few hours later and suddenly it's just the two of us left of our group out on the dance floor and he starts getting closer, and kinda, I guess the word is grinding?  Like we were up close and personal in each others space and his hand was on my waist or on my arm or my shoulder and my hand was on his shoulder, and even on his waist a few times (his shirt was really soft, just a side note there), and we were dancing and singing to the music and all was well (of course in my head I was freaking out a bit, because really the only other time I have danced with someone like that was either with my gay roommate Joel, which hardly counts since we're just playing around for a few seconds, not a few songs; the creepy guys at the dirty Windsor gangster bars who just grind against your ass until you make them leave; and this guy Mike who I know is just a friend and we were just goofing around, so really this was the first time that someone I actually know wanted to dance with me like that, in a non-joking manner). 

So after maybe three or so songs of this Carolyn, Jackie and a few of our other girl friends who came out for the party came dancing back over and Carolyn  pulls me away a little, still dancing and playing it cool, and she whispers in my ear "So you know he has a girlfriend, right?" and of course I didn't, because I wouldn't a) flirt with a guy who has a girlfriend b) dance like that with a guy who has a girlfriend.  So as soon as I can, without making it seem obvious, I excuse myself to the bathroom to get away from him, and Carolyn, Jackie and Victoria (a girl I met through Carolyn and Jackie) all met up with me there and you know, gave me hugs and told me not to worry about it, that he was just a womanizer, and an asshole, and that I'm better than that, which I guess I sorta know is true, but I just feel like such an idiot for falling for something like that.  I mean I know it sounds kind of silly, but I was almost hoping he might have tried to kiss me (this was before I knew about the girlfriend thing, of course), I mean I probably wouldn't have let him, seeing as I just met the guy, but it would have been nice to have at least had him try.  Does that make any sense? 

So I was kicking myself for being such a tool, and letting those god damn big brown eyes get the best of me, and the girls decided that he was not going to get away with what he pulled, because, as my friend Jackie so nicely put it "nobody messes with my Ally and gets away with it", so when we came back, we just went back to dancing but any time he came near me I would sort of dance away to a different side of the circle we were dancing in, and I wasn't making eye contact, or even really looking at him, just ignoring his presence except to escape it if he came too close.  I guess Jackie actually cornered him on his way back from the bathroom later on and yelled at him so he knew why I stopped talking to him, and he claimed that he told me he had a girlfriend, and even showed me a picture of the two of them (he did show me the picture but he specifically said he was single).  We tried to get him kicked out by the bouncer that Carolyn is friends with, but he wasn't doing anything but being a womanizing douche bag, and unfortunately you can't get removed from the facility for that, so he got a warning to keep his hands to himself, but that was it.  He did walk home though, instead of waiting around to try and get a ride back with Alyssa, and I guess it's like a 90 minute walk to his place, and it was really cold here tonight so I feel kind of bad about that.  And because all the girls knew what he did, they weren't paying him any attention and the few guys we came with were coming and going throughout the night so a few times I saw him just sitting at our table watching us, (I even caught him just staring at me one time which was really creepy), but yeah, damn my conscience, because I know I wasn't treating him overly poorly, I merely treated him with the amount of respect he deserved because that was the amount he showed me, but I still have never really had to deal with a situation like that and I felt bad that he was by himself, even if it was his own fault.

Anyway, that is my little rant for the day I suppose.  That was actually rather therapeutic to vent like that...hmm, perhaps I see one of  the benefits of this whole LJ.  Alright, well that is all for now I suppose.  Cheers.