a party of interested parties

C’s having a birthday party this Saturday night. After much debate with myself, I decided to go. Why the deliberations? He informed me, very honestly & maturely, that there will be other people at this party that are… “interested parties” shall we say?

On the one hand, I appreciate his honesty. On the other hand, there are some things you don’t want to know. One of them is usually the fact that when you’re seeing someone that you like, they’re also seeing others, or at least entertaining interest from others. I haven’t asked too many questions, since I don’t really want to think too much about it. I hope to have a good time, I do like him a lot, it’s just the feeling of being a competitor that I don’t much care for.