UGH women... Please administer the lethal injection now....

So I told someone a few days ago, you won't see any drunken threads from me ever. In the spirit of honesty, I am drunk, but I never turn into a sloppy drunk, so I feel OK posting this...

This evening started out as something I was looking forward to. No I didn't watch my Yankees lose. I decided for once that sports wasn't going to rule my life and I had no work reason for watching the game. I could just as easily have watched it later if they had won.

The occasion was a party for a good friend who is one of the coolest people I know. Thing is, we used to be REALLY close and our relationship slowly drifted. We are not as close as we were 7 or 8 years ago. She recently got married. This was a party for her and her new husband, who I do not know.

I got there at a time I thought was fashionably late (I wasn't making a statement, I was just running late). I was still one of the first people there. I didn't know anyone except my friend. So I started talking to one of her new husband's friends (he's European), who was Danish! Some of you will remember I met a Danish woman a few weeks ago and posted about it and have gone out with her a couple of times. She is really cool, but I have been overwhelmed with work, and while we may still see each other more seriously, we have what is a casual relationship that has not ended, but is not growing. It is nothing commited.

So here I was thinking, "another Danish woman? What's up with this?" We started talking. We got along great. There was flirting in the body language. The conversation was awesome. In the mean time, at least a dozen people I haven't seen in quite a while showed up and I spent no time with them, because I was getting along well with this woman. She was bright, attractive, interesting and had a world view similar to mine. We were REALLY hitting it off. So we sat down and talked and two hours passed and I never talked to anyone else the whole time even though a party was going on around me, and I was thinking, "Holy shit. This is awesome." Somewere before the get together was about to wind down she told me she had a pretty good trip to get home (she did live pretty far by subway, in a neighborhood no one I know would live in) and that she had to be up early. I WOULD HAVE asked her out, but she beat me to it. She said, "Let me give you my phone number and e-mail address, we should get to together for coffee." And I was thinking, "Ka ching." So we went into another room, she wrote her stuff down for me, handed it to me, started gathering her stuff... and just as I was about to do my happy dance, told me--shit you not--that she was going home to her boyfriend, who she lives with.

My question.... Am I wrong to think that is the most fucked up thing ever?!?!?!?!?!?! No inkling before then.

Amazingly, I had started to get buzzed enough where I shook it off somewhat (in worse times, it would have ended my evening, might have destroyed the next few wdays). Another friend, who is married and was in town was at the party. I haven't seen her in a few years. She is staying with a friend in NYC. So I talked to her for a bit and I had nowhere to be, so we bailed and met her friend at a place and had drinks, at which point I got drunker and drunker. My friend was the same cool woman I used to know. But her friend really got to me. A NY fashion industry bitch type. Attractive, but after 5 minutes you knew she would be more headache than even one good lay would ever justify (I say that with the caveat that I don't have casual sex.). During the next few hours the three of us knocked back drinks, had shallow conversation, and this woman I had just met, proceeded to psychoanalyze me (all wrongly), with the coup de gras being her telling me that I am two years away from being a guy she would never date, because any guy that age who isn't married is fucked up. In my drunken state, THAT sat really well with me. It's weird, I had no designs on her, would never date a woman like her, but her having said that really hit me hard. IT was like, "What if most women really feel that way in general?"

As a result, I am sitting here still buzzed not knowing what to make of the evening. It started as something I was looking forward to. Now thanks to the Danish tease and the women who knows how to stroke strange men's egos, I am wishing I had just stayed home and watched baseball.

So to paraphrase the thread title, "UGH!"