Deja Vu

Last night I got bored sitting alone at home and just felt like going out. So, what did I do? I called the Player. Yep, I called him. Anyhoo, we met at a local pub and went in long enough to decide that we were not in the mood for the place. It smelled like someone had pissed in the floor and tried to cover the scent with beer. Also, my ex friend and now arch enemy "The Man" was there. So we headed to our favorite Mexican establishment for some tasty yummies. So here we are sitting at a table we probably sat at all those months ago when we were dating and we ordered the same things we always did. I just had to laugh at the weirdness. Anyway, we were catching up on all the stuff we have missed in each others lives over the past 6 months, when his Russian friend showed up. Very, very sweet girl, but something was kinda off. She was dressed like a hobo and when offered Player's scraps, she attacked them like she hadn't eaten in days. It was the craziest shit I had ever seen. As she was licking the final grain off rice from his plate, "The Man" called to let her know he was on his way. I'm sure I looked as if my dinner was about to make an encore perfomance. This was one person I could live a lifetime without seeing again. So, he shows up and of all things, he sat down next to me and gave me a hug like we were best pals. Just like that. Just like we had never hated each other. What was that about? The Player thought he was trying to make him mad because he was sitting next to the Russian chic. The Man apparently has a crush on her now. After all that we decided to go back to The Player's house and hang out. Not much to report there. We played with his computer until 12:30 this morning and he burned me 3 cds. After that we thanked each other for hanging out, did the generic "it was nice to see you again" and I headed home. All in all I had a pretty good night. Well, it sure beat sitting at home watching another mind numbing reality show.