Aaaaargh

What started out a smooth transition into group living has become a division between testosterone and estrogen, right down the gawddam middle. The past three days has created some serious tension among the house; where I thought people were adapting and accepting peoples' habits, they were actually harboring hatred for them and continuing to gossip.

An incident two nights ago at the Celebration Levis, the group was split up when some of the girls wanted to go up closer to the stage. Pete, Myself, Alex and his friend Laurence, were content where we were. We danced a couple hours away and then had to make the trip to the bus to get Laurence back to the ferry in time. I texted the girls the directions to the bus, and didn't look up at my phone again, or I don't think I did, too many beers.

Anyways, the next time I looked at my phone, I had a missed call, and four texts calling me an asshole.
Not to say that it wasn't my fault I didn't look at my phone, it was. But the reaction we received when we got home was hostile, quite so. Apologizing, pointless. Trying to make a point, worthless.

We talked about it the next day, and apparently all was well. People were back to talking, the rift between sexes seemed to have mended. Alex, Pete and I went to visit Laurence in the city. When we came back, the girls had creeped themselves out. Their dresser mirror was put in the living room, and asked if we the boys could sleep outside their room. As I stated in a previous blog, this isn't the Grudge, no one's losing their lower jaw. The ghost is a cool dude, he opened the bathroom door for me last night when I was half-dreamwalking to take a piss. But no, "we want someone to sleep on the futon."

Petey manned up for us, or rather, Alex and I went upstairs and said "Ya fackin' right."

Outside of that, the bs isn't going to end in the foreseeable future. Even this morning, we're having issues with the showering system. I just try to be a conscious observer, but somehow, I'm always going to end up being an asshole.

Man, I missed you high school.

I'm hoping the arrival of our two new members on Wednesday seals the gap that the group has made for itself. Not everyone has the mental fortitude to stick it out through that kind of stuff, and people are showing signs of caving.

Honestly, it's not as bad as I'm making it out to be.