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I'm so bloody angry. I went to a party last night, with Bigger. She knew pretty much everyone, and I knew no one, but that was okay because I had cider. I was going to lend a book to Bigger's ex, Sleze-meister, but apart from that I was really hoping to avoid him because he's a giant twat, even more so when he's drunk.

A quick summary of Sleaze- he likes to talk to me about sex. I'm okay talking about sex, obviously; as long as it's in purely hypothetical terms. As long as it doesn't in any way reference or affect me. Talk about sex involving me, in any way, particularly from Sleaze, disturbs me. He finds this inordinately funny, and therefore does so at every oppurtunity, also freaking me out by touching me in ways I really don't want him to. It's not a big thing, but it pisses me off. And Bigger just seems to treat it as a joke, which annoys me even more.

So I lent the book to him, and laughed at some people wrestling on the floor, and had a quick chat about the previous book I'd lent him. Then I went to sit in the other room, because it was less techno and more Pearl Jam, which was suited to my mood. Bigger came in and sat with me, and it was nice, curled up with her, talking to a very cute geeky guy with a Cheers shirt... until Sleaze came in. He instantly made sure he was the centre of attention by making some stupid-ass comment about sex, or drugs, or whatever; I forget. Then he proceeded to talk in a very loud voice about his *ex girlfriend* he'd *just broken up with* and *really loved*. Bigger stiffened, in a kind of "Sleaze, talk about our sex-life, and I *will* kill you."

He went into great detail.

Bigger was exceedingly pissed off with him. But she couldn't reach him. So she took it out on me- kicking and hitting. I tried to restrain her, because fuck!, it hurt, and I got smacked in the mouth for my trouble. With a braceleted wrist. The swelling on my lip has gone down today, but it's still pretty sore.

She pissed off, and Sleaze stayed- telling all the guys in the room how I'm really great and have fantastic taste in books and they should all fancy me... It was really hideous. Because he just wants to get on my good side so he has a chance of getting back with Bigger.

I'm too angry, and it's too boring, to mention everything he did that pissed me off. There were a lot of incidents of him just coming in, being a twat, embarassing me, and toddling off. And since I never met these people before, that's going to be what they remember of me.

Worst thing?

He was in our flat when I woke up this morning.

I'm pretty sure Bigger screwed him last night.

If you knew how long I've spent counselling her, trying to get him out of her system, held her while she's cried on me...

So. Very. Fucking. Angry.