Seems like it in Adventures in paradise

I had an okay night. Tonight was the dinner with Vish, James and Carly. It was meant to be Angelo and my housemate as well, but both piked. My housemate had a big day however at work and just wanted to go to bed, so fair enough. He probably thinks Vish is a bit too full-on anyway haha. Sucks Angelo didn't come along though, he was tired too. Lame! At least Carly came!

She looked real good when she arrived. I really liked the grey coat/jumper she was wearing, it just really suited her. James popped around to my house earlier and we walked to the city together to grab a few more ingredients for dinner, which Vish was cooking. He generally cooks up a traditional Indian dish for his friends every so often. Tonight however was just a pasta dish, but it was still quite yummy, and I'm usually not the biggest fan of pasta.

Dinner ended up being at my place instead of his, and he somehow managed to 'blow up' the oven at his, so he asked if he could cook at mine. I told him I'd check with my housemate, but I knew he'd be cool with it, so I just told him they were now coming here and he was welcome to join us if he wanted. He opted for bed instead haha, which is fine. I can't just force my housemate onto my friends, just like I can't be forced onto his, whom I've met a few times. I think the only time I was totally comfortable around them was the first time I'd met them, when I so happened to be drinking that bottle of Tasmanian white wine and got myself quite tipsy at my housemate's birthday party. It was moreso embarrassing for me because my housemate told me he knew I was drunk, when I thought I was completely normal! Yikes. So after hearing that, I thought I'd made an absolute fool of myself, but he reckons his friends liked me, so yay haha. It just sucks when I see them here when I'm sober, I just feel self-conscious and lame when they are all being loud and I'm a quiet person as it is. So maybe he feels the same around my friends. We're used to each other's friends and it's hard to cross over. I was nice and gave him the offer to join us though, as me and my friends all like him.

Conversation when they were here was rather meh though. It basically revolved around James' family issues, which Carly was being filled in on, but I've already heard all before. I think it's because I have my own family issues and having to deal with another's as well is just a little too much for me, so I kind of tuned out. I was thankful when Carly wanted to change the subject because Vish kept bagging out his boyfriend's mother, which he does ALLLLL the time. Typical mother-in-law/son-in-law relationship I guess haha. Even I'VE met his boyfriend's parents, and I have my own views on her, but not as bad as his are. Ahh gotta love family drama's right? Carly had us all laughing though with her sex-stories and whatnot. She's literally the only female friend I have who has no issues with delving into what she gets up to in the bedroom. In this case, they were also stories I've heard before, but she was filling Vish in on them. He was cracking up laughing. Turns out she's also loaded Grindr and Hornet onto her phone because she wasn't sure if a hot guy nearby her work was gay or not and wanted to find out. Not that he was on there, but she figured that's a good sign, right? Haha.

Dinner was lovely and I'd brought drinks. I offered everyone glass coke bottles (as it tastes better in glass), but everyone preferred the flavoured mineral water I had, which is fine. Carly brought a chocolate cake, so that was a nice dessert to finish off the meal. We walked over to Vish and James' place after that to show Carly their apartment, and then they drove us back to mine, and I said goodbye to everyone. There's nothing like hanging out with a group of good friends, even if some of the conversations are repetitive sometimes, but hey there was a fourth person who was being filled-in, so it makes sense.

I mentioned briefly whilst at Vish's that I had decided to go to Toowoomba next weekend to my nephew's 21st, and also how much I was not looking forward to it. Carly said, "Maybe your dad will apologize." I laughed out loud and said, "Yeah, right." I told them I hadn't decided if I was going to avoid him or not, but she said to just play it by ear. I'm sure I'll be polite. I know I will around other family members. But inside I'll be hindering anger toward him. Hopefully I won't be that bored out of my mind at the dinner (which I'm already predicting will happen as they are all so BORINGly religious) that my mind won't wander into mild depression and I'll kick myself for even attending. I have to remind myself this isn't about my dad, it's about celebrating my nephew's 21st. Of which I still need to think of a present. A relatively inexpensive one for a kid who studies neuroscience, as I have to pay for my rental car and fuel and the restaurant meal next week.
I think I should do okay. It looks like I'm doing extra hours again this week, so that'll help. I'm starting at 5pm tomorrow and might even be gaining a Sunday shift, which means my weekend will be completely shot, but hey, it usually is anyway.

I'm also feeling a bit too anti-social lately because I haven't been out clubbing in so long. It's mainly due to having to pay cover-charges for entry by the time I finish work (which I hate), but even on Sundays when I have a member card for Fluffy to get in free, I find myself being more inclined to just stay at home and save my money. I'm not that old yet! I should still be going out and having a good time with the music and the lame dancing, as I certainly won't feel like doing that in another 10 years time. I might just force myself to go, even if rarely, as that will satisfy my curiosity and hopefully not break the bank. I can decided if I like it or hate it once I'm there.
When did I become to cynical? Did I hit 30 and decide I'm too good for, or over, the scene? Seems like it.