I very nearly stayed home all night last night.
I wanted to go have a beer, but going to the dentist messed up my jaw. I was just in terrible pain, and could hardly move my mouth at all. That'll teach me to get a cavity in a back tooth. It's just too hard for the dentist to reach back there without nearly breaking my jaw to do it.
So by the time the Novocain wore off my tooth wasn't hurting at all, but my jaw was just killing me. I still wanted to go out, but first I had to eat something. I nuked some cheese bread and somehow managed to get it down by taking small bites and only using the right side of my mouth. It was still excruciating though.
I got to Rich O's a little bit before 10:00 and grabbed a seat in the living room area next to some people I don't know.
To drink, I had myself a Baltika "6" Porter. I cannot stress enough how much I like this beer. I may just marry it.
The people in the living room area kept trying to suck me into their conversation. I was in no mood for it, so I moved to the bar and began trying to decide what my next beer would be. I was leaning toward another Baltika but something even stronger might have helped ease the pain in my jaw, so I was considering some Belgians.
What was left of me didn't even think. I got the hell out of there as quickly as I could.
Some people are just good. Some people will always be there for you when you need them. No matter how much pain you've caused them in the past. No matter how much pain you promise for the future. When you need them, they come through for you , no questions asked, and no expectations.
I'm not one of those people. I wish I was, and I'm closer to it than most people I know, but I'm not one of them.
Last night, when I left Rich O's, I went to see one of these good people.
I didn't have to say a word. MixedSignalGirl could see it in my face. She knew that I wouldn't just show up like that unannounced. She knew what had happened, and she pulled me to her.
Driving home this morning, I found myself wondering just what we'd done to deserve each other.
I must have done something really wonderful.
She must have done something terrible.
I will never understand what she sees in me. I will never be able to give her what she deserves. But I will also never forget last night, and I will be her friend for as long as she'll let me.