8.25.2001
 
Uh... So tired.

LaserQuest was okay. Only Alanna and her two friends showed up (Jaron came by but whilst we were playing so he thought we weren't there) so we were thankful for the handful of people who were playing the same game. One of the games consisted of us five along, so a lot of backstabbing ensued. The last game we played I managed to get to 2nd place. Whoo.

C came 'round later, chatted with the group for a bit before dragging sis and I to dinner at RoadHouse Grill. There we met up with Jaron who had already eaten with his family. Matt somehow managed to get a ride over and we sat down to eat. Not much stuff happened outside of the usual vaudevale antics. Everyone had dessert since most of them ate already. I however had my fillet mignon, mashed potatoes, and sauteed mushrooms. Good stuff.

Dinner concluded and I had a little bit of my food boxed up for later purposes. Jaron went off with his family and the remaining four of us went in search of Rio Tan, the place where stepcousin Joe works. After several directional mistakes (mainly going to the wrong side of the strip mall) we ended up at the tanning salon just after Joe's boss left ("So that's about perfect timing"). Chatted with him, smelled the different tanning lotions for sail, talked about upcoming concerts and other events. At one point I started discribing the disturbing time sis and I spent at VegasStuds.com "encountering" C's stalker who works there. Whilst describing the things people say ("oH bAbY i WaNt To SeE YoUr C0ck" etc.) a lady came 'round at an ackward moment. At that point we all decided to take our conversations outside where the tanners wouldn't eavesdrop.

Parents drove Matt and C home, things happened in the van a bit, but I'll get to that in a bit. Afterwards, went home and now here I am.

Ever heard of the term UST? It's an acronym for Unresolved Sexual Tension coined by fanfic/slashfic writers. And boy does our group have it big time. Being apart from everyone for so long and finally getting everyone together only showed it more.

For instance, Matt. He likes C to an almost stalker level; gave her an impressive looking but fake necklace while on the ride home. He sits next to her at the table booth we sat at, and finds an excuse to scoot a bit closer to her when he can. However, C's infatuation is focused on step-cousin Joe and the obvious flirtation between the two kept Matt silent for most of the time at the tanning salon.

Personally, I'd prefer it if C was pining over Matt. But I can understand the difference in appeal. Matt: no musical background except on and off piano lessons which leave him half-heartedly playing, freshmen. Joe: drummer/singer/guitarist of (several) punk bands and can play rather well, has a job, college freshmen at 17.

But seeing that glint in Matt's eyes when he's talking to C... That just stirs things up a bit. It's that shadow of lingering attraction to a former extreme infatuation that's becoming more apparent. But no, those feelings must remain platonic. I won't resort to drastic measures to try to get him, since I know by pulling the right strings and waiting for that moment of rejection I can catch him off the rebound. Nope, strictly friends... goddamn relapse.

(p.s. that was harsh, Lizzy. impersonating someone just to tease me. I doubt stephen would appreciate it either)

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