Drama, Drama, Drama

I really try to leave a drama-free lifestyle, even though I'm a dramatic person. This is true.

Unfortunatley this weekend had a little drama that I find myself caught up in now. I figure that maybe if I rant about it on my awesome blog that noone ever reads I may find myself comfort, therefore being able to move slowly away from the huge block of cheese I am devouring and into bed.

Here's the cast:

Brett- Good friend, bandmate, roommate.
Jeff- Amazing musician from Regina... kinda have a thing for him... a lot.
Kathryn- Best friend, roommate, lover.
Sarah- Another best friend, but not fortunate enough to be lover.
Dave- Sarah's awesome boyfriend, and trumpet player in my band.

FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 23
It's around 1:30 and I had just finished playing a gig with Dave and Brett, who are going to be heading up to Regina to go to the Chris Botti concert with Sarah. They ask if I want to come last minute, and after a few hours of flipping around trying to arrange tickets, I am getting ready to go to Regina. The first thing I do is email Jeff. Jeff and I have known eachother for about a year and met doing a gig for a drummer here in Saskatoon. Jeff is a great musician, and a really cool guy. Anyway, long story short is that I played a gig recently in Regina, and Jeff and I hit it off, and then I didn't stay for the after party because I wanted to go home and I thought Jeff has a girlfriend. Turned out he didn't have a girlfriend, and since that gig we have been trying to get together, but keep missing eachother. I really didn't think I would get to see him on such short notice but I decided to give it a try anyway.

We get to Regina, and Jeff calls and it turns out he is right down the street from the bar we were going for supper and he is meeting us there and things are awesome. We visit, and he decides to come to the concert with us. Things go great there too, so great that my friends notice and decide we should go out for another drink with him after the show. Drinks end, its getting late, and I'm still wanting to spend time with Jeff. We convince Brett to go to another bar, and he stars to get cranky. Jeff offers me to stay at his house for the weekend and see him play with a band on Saturday night, and then he would drive me home on Sunday. I accept.

The weekend was totally amazing. He is such a gentleman, and everything is going great and there are sparks. I go see him play with his band, and they are awesome, and we go to the symphony, and walked around downtown. It was the longest and best date I have ever been on so far. Then Saturday night rolls around, and after we come home from his gig at the bar we cuddle and its awesome. Then he wants to kiss me and its like yea and its good. And then he tells me he feels bad because he feels too old for me. He is 26. We went to bed after that.

That was pretty crappy, and that kind of sucked but we had a great morning together, and I know he likes me. He drove me home and we shared music all the way back, and then went for sushi and then he gets really sick. This is unfortunate not only because he is sick, but because Brett ok'd it for him to use his piano so he could sit in with my lyds band. But he is too sick to even go to lydia's so I leave him asleep on the couch.

I get home at 1:00... which is early for a Sunday night at Lydia's. Jeff is gone... and I am wierded out by this because I think right away that he got freaked and drove to Regina or something. Then I notice the keyboard is gone. I call Lydia's to see if I maybe missed him on the way out, and no... wasn't there. So I kind of start to freak out a little bit. He bolted with Brett's keyboard.

Let me add that Jeff is not the kind of person to steal anything, especially gear... he has like six of his own keyboards and he wouldn't need to steal Brett's.

Brett gets home, freaks out, slams the door and leaves an angry message on Jeff's voicemail saying that it wasn't "appriopriate adult behavior" to take the keyboard and that if it wasn't back he'd be calling the cops in the morning. Brett then shuts the door, and then hangs up in my ear when I call him to tell him Jeff was back with his keyboard.

Jeff stopped at a friends on the way to lyds, and never made it to lydias because he was too sick. His friend made him tea and he fell asleep on the couch. Real criminal.

Anyway, I really like this guy and he probably will never want to come to my house again. And I'm raging angry at Brett and am probably going to have to move out because I'm sick of all the bullshit that I have to put up with from him and his girlfriend.

And I don't feel better unfortunately. Just angry. And the cheese is almost gone. Awesome.
This really was a pointless blog, with no point... or spell check.

I at least hope you were amused.