Tug Of E

Over the year that Rock and I have been together, I've had to try and find the balance between Rock and my bff Eugene. Before Rock came into my life, Eugene was the only guy in the picture. I've mentioned how Eugene and I chat practically every night and have always been an ear for each other. Even when he's been busy, he would take a few minutes break and shoot the breeze with me.

I've found myself quite a few times on the receiving end of a verbal tiff by both Eugene and Rock. There have been times when I'm talking to Eugene on the phone and Rock would call and I wouldn't switch over. Rock would get pissy at me when I told him that I was talking to Eugene at the time. He told me that I should switch over and tell him that I'm busy with Eugene just to let him know.

Logically I suppose if I don't answer the phone, nine times out of ten, I'm busy, right? It seemed a mute point but I decided to go along with this.

I oblige Rock's wishes to switch over and let him know I'm busy and then Eugene gives me a hard time. Sometimes if I know Rock may not have a chance to call soon, I tell Eugene I have to go take the call. Eugene then says that Rock would never switch over if I call and he's in the middle of a conversation.

Rock at times says I put Eugene before him. Eugene sometimes thinks I put Rock before him. I feel like both of them tolerate the other guy's presence in my life. Rock's told me several times, 'I know he's your boy but...' and I feel like every other sentence Eugene says is about cutting it off with Rock. Crazy.

So now I think Eugene's mad at me, which prompted this entry. Actually I haven't really blogged much about Eugene lately. There have been times I've felt like Eugene and I are drifting apart a bit. We were supposed to spend Halloween weekend watching the opening of Saw IV together. I even bought my ticket the month before to fly out to Boston to watch it there. The day before the trip, he said a last minute work related project (something about putting together a grant proposal that was needed that Monday) was thrown on his lap by his boss and he absolutely couldn't hang out as planned. He left a voice text message telling me this because he knew I would be pissed.

On the flip side, Rock was none too pleased that I planned that weekend trip. That weekend was his birthday weekend. In my defense (cause I can hear the hell no's...*LOL*), Rock and I said we should have a combo celebration. Our birthdays are two weeks apart. Sally's birthday fell between Rock and mine's and she suggested the three of us do something together. Things never quite worked out to do the combination thing. The weekend we went to Madison (which was the weekend before my "birthday weekend"), he made the weekend "all about me" even though I was hoping the trip was for "both of us". He cooked a nice meal and called it my birthday dinner. My actual birthday weekend, he spent most of his time at his Mom's fixing her windows from the storm Chicago had that week. He came by that Sunday for about two hours and we just had a quick lunch and lounged around. The weekend after that I drove to Detroit to drop my old baby off. The next weekend was my planned trip to Boston. Rock himself had birthday plans with his friends and another celebration with an ex-boyfriend he's been friends with for years that's relocating to another state. And no I wasn't jealous. *LOL*.

So Hemingway Eugene cancelled and I was pretty pissy. Eugene's decision to leave the voice text was smart on his part because it gave me the chance to cool off and when we finally talked, I wasn't as upset . Knowing Rock's displeasure about the trip, I was reluctant to tell Rock about the cancellation. But I did tell him.

Since I didn't have any plans anymore, I was hoping maybe Rock would invite me to hang out with his friends (especially considering I've hung with his friends before). But Rock didn't offer and I wasn't going to ask. Guess Rock felt since I would've had plans prior had Eugene not canceled, he wasn't about to be my backup plan. I wound up spending that weekend alone, deciding to check out Saw IV myself since Eugene and I never rescheduled the trip. Sidebar: If you've seen Saw IV, then you know Lyriq Bent is a serious hottie, especially when he's in his undies. But that's a digression.

The last conversation Eugene and I had was this past Wednesday morning. I wound up cutting it short when Rock called. I knew Rock would only have a couple minutes before he arrived at work to talk and we didn't chat earlier since I worked out that morning. Actually I think we spoke for a few minutes that evening but I was in the middle of a Netflix rental (yeah I became a Netflix member this past week after the Hollywood Video by me closed shop) and didn't speak too long. We haven't spoken since despite my numerous attempts to call him these past couple days.

He very well could be busy but that hasn't stopped him in the past from checking in. Looks like I may need to go back to the drawing board of finding a perfect balance between Rock and Eugene.