Annoyed at 34th St.

Tonight was Erin and Kiera's birthday dinner at jackastor's, and holy shit! That place has been totally gutted and then re-gutted. It's like jack astor's is trying to be a tad classier. So to do this they decided to get rid of that all-you-can-eat garlic pan bread, which was the only thing they had going for them.

Patricia and I left early so we could catch the rest of the hockey game at another party and to ditch people we didn't feel like seeing. The party was kind of weak due to the lame people that were there. Though I did spend some time talking to the guy (called Jordan) who I first came out to last summer. I guess you could say he was the ... third? fourth? Person I officially came out to, and he was only an acquaintance. Patricia made some remark about her being jealous that I came out to him before I came out to closer friends. I just responded by saying the fact that he was the only one who asked me, and the only one who didn't constantly poke fun at the fact that I was in the closet. True story. Jordan wants to meet Scott. He wants me to bring him 'round to another party. Jordan also told me a story how he got in a fight with some dick-wads on my behalf because the dick-wads were making fun of my sexual orientation. Though Jordan might exaggerate, he's still a pretty good guy.

Anyways... After some beer and some time shivering in the cold and some time looking for someone's glasses which were lost in a garden, Patricia took me home.