Return to Reality

I stated this earlier at work, and then my phone decided to forget it; so I'm starting over. Bare with me...

Some people drive me up the wall. It's the people who pretend they don't notice the world around them. I know there are people who actually don't notice, but then there are those people who pretend; and they're morons.

There's this guy I met in high school. He video taped my classes dance presentation so we could all get DVDs. As I was the only male dancer, he figure that made us automatic friends (I guess). This is not true. We're merely aquaitances. I have no need or wantto know anything about him away from that last year of highschool when he recorded my dance.

I've told him this before, but he doesn't seem to get it.

Then I found out (first day of college; two years ago) he was in the same program (and classes) as me; and I was just so happy to know I had a friend in college.

FAT CHANCE!!!

Anyway...
As second semester ended I asked out my now girlfriend (for 1 year, 4 months, and 6 days). God knows how he found out when he did... but he did, and had a class with Ashley before our first date.
To her, he announce that he was surprised I hadn't told him about her, as he was my best friend. He then continued on to tell her to not go out with me, and gave various (stupid) reasons.
Unfortunately, all of his reasons contained previous girlfriends. So; in essence, I was having the ex-girlfriends talk, pre first date, and without being present.
Needless to say he was (and still is) interested in Ashley to a creepy extent. I won't go into details.

Later on (fall semester) he made many passes towards Ashley, knowing - full well - we were still dating.
I'm sorry, but there's a fucking line.

Get this, he added me on Facebook just the other day.
I have never made better use of the ignore button in my life.

You'll be pleased to know I didn't write him a message or anything, although I really did want to. Now, if he writes me all "Dude! Why didn't you add me? We're best buds! Why'd you delete me before?" I'll give him a damn good piece of my mind.

Moron...

Where has the evening gone?

Well, I've been trying to get into paintball. One of the guys I knew in high school (and elementary school) said it was fun, and he'd bring me along sometime. That was in grade 10, if not 11. Needless to say; it never happened.
Then a year ago, a Medieval fighting buddy of mine (Kendric) mentioned it, and that for fighters, we didn't need to wear pads because it's stupidly light. He said my knight (Ed) and I should join him sometime... Once again; never happened.

A few weeks back Ashley's brother went paintballing.
I decided, I'm going to take to take my own damn self. And I've also though (if I go and like it) that I may do it as a birthday thing with family friends and stuff, but we'll see.

Last Friday, I drove out to the closest paintball range (for lack of a better term) and waited for it to open... It didn't, and I ended up heading home and getting ready for work.

I tried again today. I figured it was later in the day, so they'd be open... Nope. So I parked and called them (as they had a huge sign with their phone number in their parking lot). [QUICK NOTE: Calling is a huge deal for me. I'm not a phone person.]
I found out they're open only on weekends, pretty much all day. I figured, "Well, they have a store, and I know where it is. Maybe I'll go check prices of gear for when I go." I had nothing else to do, and it was a little before 5pm.

When I got to the store, it turns out they close at 5 on Wednesdays (only on Wednesdays), so I couldn't get in.
Just my luck...

Now I'm home, alone; with very little to do.
Ho hum...