A Malcontent’s Diary

. I am not a fan of people, and therefore I have a very limited number of friends. The number of close friends that I can trust, and talk to can be counted on one hand.  In this circle there are 4 of us (all guys). Each of us has his own problems, but we are generally pretty good friends who can count on each other. 3 of us are in at least one serious relationship (hey we are guys) one is, in fact, engaged. Through some mystery which, I cannot figure out the 3 or 5 women involved do not like each other. Each one of them dislikes the other to varying degrees. This has not caused too much strain on the guys relationship(s) with each other, but it is just a matter of time. Some of us do not like the girl our buddy is with, and some of the girls do not like the other guys. It is a total cock up. It has great potential to make some of us ex-friends. This just makes me sad, and I cannot puzzle out a solution. These people (the guys at least) are my core drinking buddies. We have spent a lot of time on the depth of our friendship, and here we are years later looking at disaster. I guess the only one of the group that it is good shape is number 4, but then again he has not had a date with a female in years. This disaster cannot be repaired it is just a matter of time before someone’s feelings get crushed, and friendships end. This is the reason I was drinking alone last night for about 4 hours. Update to this particular disaster. This weekend’s orgy of boozing has led to a bit of a “falling out” between myself, and two of my friends. Not surprisingly one of them was due to the fact that friend 1 does not like the girl I am presently dating. Well truth be told, his girlfriend does not like the girl I am dating, and my friend is merely adhering to the party line. Pretty sad because this friendship pre-dates us meeting either one of the girls involved. Such is life I suppose. It just makes me a bit sad that he choose that route. I do not really blame him for toeing the party line, but certain comments were made that could have been kept to himself. After all, I have never said anything negative about his current partner (I pondered if I had for quite a while before determining that I had not). The only good thing as far as this particular problem is that number 4 took it upon himself (the next night) to royally piss me off. Number 4 can be a bit of a mean drunk, which is fine I guess if that is how you want to be, but sadly for him he sometimes shoots off his mouth a little too much. He made certain rude comments about things that made me consider taking him outside, and punching his lights out. Granted, I would have, eventually, went back outside and picked him up, dusted him off, and maybe bought him another drink, but for a second his jaw was in jeopardy. I am not quite sure how much number 4 remembers of that night, and have not seen him since to test his memory. He has a tendency to get absolutely hammered, and to forget a lot of the shit he says. Let’s hope for his sake that this is the case, but for now he is not my favourite person in the world.