So. I was invited to a party. One of the drama geeks was putting it on-actually, it was her parents hosting it out in their big ass house with the back yard that could accommodate all the people she wanted to invite. As far as I know, it was the parents' way of apologizing for their freak out when they found out she was lesbian and engaged to a borderline alcoholic. I knew her through Kira, who knew her through Neil, who had helped with the lighting at one of the plays. He said one day he was going to actually get a part in one of them. No one believed him.

Not many people I knew were going. Kira, Neil, some acquaintances from the GSA that I think were there for the soul purpose of making Mr. and Mrs. Burns even more uncomfortable. I told Gabriel I was going the night before. He had never heard of the girl throwing it, Lisa Burns, but he said he knew her sister Melissa. Very nice girl, bought him coffee on a regular basis. Everyone has a crush on Gabriel.

Tyla knew Lisa had stress management issues. That was all I could get out of her, and I gave up trying to find out any more after that because I didn't really care that much, anyway. I'd met her - Lisa -- a grand total of once at some party where I had been bouncing between Kira and Gabriel like some sort of demented tennis match. That was back in my first year, an entire eleven months ago when I was so very immature and self-destructive. Things got slightly more sane after Tyla and Chris got married, slightly less when they started thinking about filing for divorce. I was not staying at the apartment now because Tyla was going out with Marc, and I hate him with a passion I usually reserve for Disney movies and racist homophobes. Thus, I was staying at Kira's until the insanity passed. The fucked up thing about this arrangement is that I'm going out with Gabriel, who spends so much more time and energy on Carmin than he'd ever dream of spending on me. But still. So totally not self-destructive anymore.

I arrived late because I had to drop Tyla off at the theater. Her car had broken down that morning, and Marc was too lazy to pick her up himself for their date. This was just one more thing I had to add to the list of reasons why she shouldn't be dating him.
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