"Destroy this / city of delusion." (Muse)

Went out drinking in Shibuya last night with Jude the Obscure, and an awful thing happened.

He'd brought along this friend of his with whom I've clashed in the past, and I wasn't overly thrilled to see him -- we'll call him Rasta -- and I took out my displeasure on Jude, not him. So far, so good.

We were in a bar I'd never been to before, with clients including an Irishwoman who bellowed a lot and elderly Japanese men (okay one) who hit on me, so I decided to have just a drink or perhaps two and then leave.

Five drinks later I realized I was completely insane to have disliked Rasta all this time, that he was a complex and sensitive individual who deserved better than stuck-up Canadian girls ruthlessly judging him for no good reason under the sun. Deeply moved, I polished off my Singapore Sling and said, "Wow, it's been really nice talking to you tonight, what I admire most about you is that you've got deep emotional flaws and that makes you more approachable somehow."

I meant this as a sincere compliment but of course shit hit the fan, I don't think I've offended someone so much in YEARS, he laid out all the reasons why what I had said was insulting and when he did this I got angry and defensive and Jude had to jump in and say something like, "You don't know her very well so you're unaware that she's socially inept but she really did mean that as a nice thing," and then try to EXPLAIN me, which was quite touching in its own right because I don't think Jude has ever actually defended me before, he usually just deliberately makes the problem worse, but Rasta would have none of this. We left shortly after.

Icing: when I got home I was chatting online with Horizon and drunkenly told him the story and asked how HE would have responded, but he got it mixed up and thought that Rasta had said that to ME, and said something like, "Well, I would have said Fuck you." God, God.

In other news:

Midway through the school year I gave special notebooks to the top student in each of my classes. Yesterday I asked for votes on what sort of prize I should offer at year's end, which is a month away. The top 3:

1. Money.
2. A slow kiss.
3. A house.

Posted by joy at February 7, 2009 1:36 AM