  After a brief hiatus I am back. Nigel has this uncanny ability to make my blood boil. I have no clue why I allow him to get under my skin the way he does...maybe it's because he points out my flaws like nobody's business...maybe he's just an asshole. Yeah, that's it... We'd been doing well over the past week or so. Basically he stayed out of my way and I stayed out of his.
We hadn't seen each other in awhile so I thought it wouldn't be such a bad idea if we were social...together. Once again, I was wrong. It all started on Saturday when I had a lapse in judgment and invited him to the Galaxy Soccer game. He was already going with his family. I was going with Eugenia and John. Just as I was saying to Eugenia how weird it would be if we ran into Nigel, he comes walking down the staircase next to our seats with his family...TOO WEIRD.
He doesn't notice us. It was the first time that I had ever seen his family. To his family's credit, his parents appear very much in love. He seems to adore her. Too bad that didn't rub off on their children. I blame his mother for not hugging him enough as a child. It's minute 83 of the game and Nigel finally realizes that we're 2 rows behind him. He sees me and his face gets beet red.
I loved it! He was mortified. HAHAHAHA After the game is over he proceeds to book it out of the stadium, leaving his parents in the dust. Now one can only surmise that the last thing he wanted to happen was for me to meet his parents...it's like he's ashamed of all of us even though he told me the other day that I would be the only one that he would ever allow to meet his parents.
I think it's just lip service. The kid's a freak. End of story. Cut to Sunday night after a long day at Disneyland with screaming children and ridiculous heat. I come home, Keegan tells me that he's called. I call him back. We all agree to go out for a drink. All is fine and well. Keegan gets the grand idea to have everyone back to our house. Fine. It's still relatively early. We all go back and the clan quickly grows. We're all drinking, laughing, having a generally good time...but that was not to last my friends.
Nigel tells me that he needs to talk to me outside. I reluctantly agree because as we all know, Nigel+alcohol=drama to the nth power. As soon as we get outside he proceeds to have the nerve to tell me that I have far too many ugly qualities and that Keegan and I are frighteningly lazy and that we really don't do real work. My blood begins to BOIL!!!!! I start yelling and swearing and just generally acting like an idiot. How dare he talk to me like that...but the buck didn't stop there. Nope. He had to make matters worse. He continues to point out my flaws, question the importance of my job, the likelihood that I would ever have a career, that I have so many good things about me, but my "ugly qualities" so many times will overshadow them.
Fine...you know what Nig...LET ME GO!!! And that is exactly what I screamed at him. I told him just to let me go, not to concern himself with me when he could only find negative qualities about me.
OH AND THE BEST thing of the night happened when he was on the phone with Lauren and I asked him if Lauren was coming over and he proceeded to tell me to shut up and flicked me off...gets off the phone and proceeds to berate me, telling me to "never do that again, you know better!!! " THAT'S IT! I'VE HAD IT! I will not continue to be talked to like this... So, I tell him to leave...I proceed to tell him that I'm done, not to bother with me ever again.
Forget he ever knew me. I proceed to tell him that not even Christopher can save his ass with me this time. He just rolls his eyes at me, I slam the door so hard that I thought for sure the glass was going to break. I storm inside, Keegan immediately yells at Nigel, "What did you do to her!!!! " I go straight upstairs, citing to Keegan that if anyone thinks it would be cute or funny to follow me or wake me up or if Nigel even came within 5 feet of my bedroom door that I was moving out...end of story.
I thought that I could sleep on it...wake up this morning and realize that I had acted irrationally. I'm a girl and sometimes girls do that...but NOPE! I am completely in the right. I did nothing wrong. In fact, I didn't do enough. My mind is reeling with things I should have said to that bastard.
Believe me, I thought about firing off an email...but what good would it do...it would just further serve to involve me in this ridiculous game. The real kicker is that after I was finished yelling, as I was about to go inside Nigel grabs my arm and says in the most arrogant, condescending tone, "I look forward to being married to you some day. " I give him the look of death and tell him to go to hell. Best night ever. And Christopher, not even you can save it this time.
I'm done. My unborn children thank me. 
