November 11th, 2009 by Cy

What a weekend. w00t.

Just in case you didn’t know, right now I am blogging from the land of Oz – Kansas to be precise.  I’m at @NAMG’ s house. In Kansas.

I left Michigan on Wednesday, right after finding out BriedBologna died. I arrived here in Kansas Thursday evening. It was a beautiful day Thursday. Hell the whole weekend was gorgeous. Being at @NAMG’s house has been truly wondrous….. it also got hairy or a few hours too. Let me explain.

First of all, after I post this blog post, I will be creating in the sidebar a “Cast of Characters” Feature. There, each member of the “Munchkins” (The nicname I have for the group of friends here) will be listed, with a bit of a blurb about who they are. Obviously they will all be nicnamed.

But Anyway – back to the most……….. whoa experience ever.

Stardate: November 7th 2009.

Tensions rise on the Benterprise. Despite the beautifully, awesome hospitality of @NAMG and her hubsternator; @JSTUD – some of the guests are out of sorts. The family has recently experienced a senseless death and as such each family member is coping differently.

The Benterprise not only is inhabited this weekend by @NAMG and @JSTUD but also by their group of guests: The Munchkins. = @THEWOCKET, @CYLITHRIA, @THEHUFFORD, @EVILCUTIE, @SEXYHAWTDADDY, @GLOWIE, @LONGESTPENISNAMEEVER and @AID.

It’s a full house. It’s a house that board gamers have gathered in. It is one of the funniest set or sets of conversations I have laid witness too.  For a time I thought it was all good. I personally mesh with these Munchkins excellently. Like minds… great minds…. twisted minds…. woot.

So Friday late evening (as guests arrive from out of town) and the Saturday were supposed to be filled with win.

At some point, it became apparent to all in the house that there was a Munchkin member who wasn’t as jovial as the rest of us??? Perhaps that is the wrong phrase…..   I can’t honestly say what the mindframe of the non jovial person was….. it was obvious though that the non jovial participant  was not ……… well…….. jovial.

*shrug*

For some reason, @NAMG and I Thought it would be special to take @Glowie out for lunch on Saturday. This plan included @EvilCutie as well and meant 4 womenfolk would head to Salina for a supposedly awesemo time….. while menfolk played games at The Benterprise.

Well………. that would have been great except the non jovial guest I spoke of was one of the womenfolk. And not me.

But we did go to a late lunch (near dinner time) just the four of us……

OH

DEAR

GAWD……

Chick fights………. I am sooooooooo not equipped for them.

The short of the fight….. sorta is like this. 1 chick, was upset. (Non jovial one)  2 Chick had tolerated just about enough of 1Chick’s omnipressent emotional wave of sluice.  1 Chick suddenly, and inexplicably BLEW UP at the public dinner table and 2 chick refused to take the emotional BS anymore.

Next thing ya know….. myself and the other lady of question sat going O_O as 2 Chick and 1 chick started YELLING and chick fighting (verbally).

In an Applebee’s. in Public….. No really…. YELLING……. like chicks who are mad do.

It was……………… o_O

so myself and the other non participating chick fighter, well we tried running mediation……. seriously……. but ya know heated chick fights are……. yeah no mediation……..

Then myself and the other non participating chickfighter tried leading 1 Chick and 2 chick out of the restaurant because they were going at it so bad, we feared police would soon show.

It spiraled downhill after that.

More dinenr table chick fight.

Parking lot chick fight

Car chick fight.

Gas station chick fight

d00ds…….. whoa.

Now I have to be honest here. 2 chick, actually made a very sincere attempt to apologize for her outburst to 1 chick. It was one of the most sincere, heartfelt apologies I have heard actually.

1 chick wanted nothing to do with the apology. 2 chick wanted 1 chick to apologize for how 1 chick felt. 1 chick apologized for mode of delivery of her feelings but not the feelings themselves.  That infuriated 2 chick even more and I shit you NOT folks,

as the car pulled into The Benterprise parking lot. I litterally jumped out of the moving vehicle and ran inside the house to look at the menfolk and declare “OH FUCK NO!”

Then i found wine.

and avoided the chick fight.

Well the other non fighting woman at dinner and I went for a walk to clear our heads …. and once we returned, everyone in the house separated into two groups. One group upstairs playing games

One group downstairs playing a game.

All was well. we were all laughing, we were all okay. myself and other non participating chick thought it was all better.

IT WASN’T.

1 Chick and her hubby, suddenly, inexplicably packed their shit and left…….. in the middle of the night………. as game night went onward.  How fucked up and rude is that?

Now granted, I don’t know these people’s pains and I don’t judge them.

Wait – Maybe I do.

You see what wasn’t known at that time………… was as these two chicks fought onward about being selfish, self absorbed, mean, inconsiderate and everything else (words exchanged between the two women) – my biological mother who’s been on life support for years – died…. and I was informed. I told no one at first. because like…………. as if they’d care.

So ya know in some strange way, this weekend, during that whole chick fight thing……. I am damn glad I am not all chick.

Two both ladies who argued and chick fought……… REALLY????? REALLY????? Is THAT how friends should act?  Chick friends?  REALLY??

I give credit to 2 chick. she did try t apologize. She tried to move onward past the chick fight……… she tried. 1 chick wants nothing more then an apology she writes herself and 2 chick recites.

I want nothing more then to sit back and go what the fuck duck????

Cuz chick fights are mean. long, loud, rude, and ugly. I am so ashamed of my gender at times.

In the end, I know 1 chick is sad and accepts complete responsibility for her delivery of what she had to say to the omnipressently over emotionally sluicing 2 chick. -

1 chick continues to remain positive that 2 chick wants no friendship.

1 chick is wrong- but such is 1 chick’s choice i guess.

It really fucking sucked that as I sat with my friends, as my last remaining blood tie to this earth passed, i had to endure that shit instead of get a hug.

FUCKED UP.

Fortunately, later I got those hugs of support, from 2 of my 3 dinner mates. The selfishly hurting one went home……. her loss.

I was hurting too……… you didnt see me running around neurotically yelling, crying and being a general ass.

I epically failed at being a chick this weekend.

THANK YOU JESUS