I haven't even been running and my shin splints are still hurting. Damnit, my body just wants to be fat and lazy.
So the boy set up a spa appointment for me tomorrow as a birthday present and then we're going to hang out tomorrow night. I'm excited, I will probably get drunk and ask him why he didn't talk to me for 2 days and then scare him off because I sound like a crazy psychopath clingy girlfriend.
I think he got scared because I told him I had a dream about him and he was being really mean and angry towards me in the dream. Who knows.
One of my guy friends called to ask me out on a date tonight. That was super weird and awkward. I am pretending that conversation never happened.
In other news, I got drunk dialed by HGF, Pradabag and HBF last night. It consisted of -
HBF: "OH MY GOD [Pradabag] just grabbed a guy's penis and then he trembled!
Pradabag: "MM-HMM"
HBF: "Oh here's [HGF]"
HGF: "Lick it good, lick it good, like you should"
HBF: "LICK IT LIKE YOU DON'T KNOW WHO THE HELL HE IS"
[random shuffling]
HBF: "okay we don't know what we're saying anymore byee!"
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Hormones.
I hate hormones.
I am PMSing like woah this week.
I freaked out because the boy hasn't called me in a day and a half and he usually calls every day.
I hate hormones.
I am PMSing like woah this week.
I freaked out because the boy hasn't called me in a day and a half and he usually calls every day.
I hate hormones.
Monday, July 23, 2007
Birthday Weekend Recap
Thursday, the night that I came back at 6am with out keys.
Friday, didn't do shit. (clearly a good choice)
Saturday, worked, went out to dinner with my mom, and went out with some friends from high school...but not before drinking an entire bottle of riesling by myself.
We were supposed to head midtown but ended up going to another part of town because the drinks were cheaper and there wasn't going to be a cover charge. I met this guy at the bar (27, works at Morgan Stanley, is from NYC, and graduated from Brown) who was completely crazy.
The opening line was that he and his friends were cheering for me before a shot. Then his friends (girls) told me that they were both married so it's okay if I let him buy me a drink because he's not a serial killer. Then he told me that I looked like Catherine Zeta Jones. After I told him I was going to law school and that's why I was leaving in 3 weeks, he told me that we needed to have a DTR conversation (apparently it means discuss the relationship) and that we were going to get married...but that I'm a tease because I'm also leaving this place to go back north in 3 weeks. He bought shots and we ended up talking to his friends and were somehow planning out wedding the entire time - how his friends are going to be our bridesmaids and our groomsmen. The wedding date is 11/11/07 - and I think at some point he was saying his name (Taylor) and my name with his last name (Wynn...I think, or it could've been Winn, for some reason he was spelling it out) not sure how I still remember that. He seemed really obnoxious and fun, too bad I won't be in town... ever again.
I got super trashed after that and don't remember much - at some point I was groping 2 of my guy friends for no apparent reason. Another note of interest - only my guy friends came out to my birthday gathering. I'm a little upset about the fact that girls apparently don't like me enough to come out...even if THEIR BOYFRIENDS are drunk with me (okay it's really only one girl, the other guy's girlfriend is in Pittsburgh)
I get home around 4am, puked, went to bed. Spent the next day puking and napping. Finally got off my ass around 3pm (only because the boy called, not by choice) and started reading the last Harry Potter book. My mom got a cake for me (so basically the only thing I had to eat that day was a piece of ice cream cake) and then I headed out to dinner and to see Harry Potter with the boy.
In other news, I got home at 2am and didn't get much sleep the night before so I am taking half of the day off today (not going to work till 3:30) whoo.
Friday, didn't do shit. (clearly a good choice)
Saturday, worked, went out to dinner with my mom, and went out with some friends from high school...but not before drinking an entire bottle of riesling by myself.
We were supposed to head midtown but ended up going to another part of town because the drinks were cheaper and there wasn't going to be a cover charge. I met this guy at the bar (27, works at Morgan Stanley, is from NYC, and graduated from Brown) who was completely crazy.
The opening line was that he and his friends were cheering for me before a shot. Then his friends (girls) told me that they were both married so it's okay if I let him buy me a drink because he's not a serial killer. Then he told me that I looked like Catherine Zeta Jones. After I told him I was going to law school and that's why I was leaving in 3 weeks, he told me that we needed to have a DTR conversation (apparently it means discuss the relationship) and that we were going to get married...but that I'm a tease because I'm also leaving this place to go back north in 3 weeks. He bought shots and we ended up talking to his friends and were somehow planning out wedding the entire time - how his friends are going to be our bridesmaids and our groomsmen. The wedding date is 11/11/07 - and I think at some point he was saying his name (Taylor) and my name with his last name (Wynn...I think, or it could've been Winn, for some reason he was spelling it out) not sure how I still remember that. He seemed really obnoxious and fun, too bad I won't be in town... ever again.
I got super trashed after that and don't remember much - at some point I was groping 2 of my guy friends for no apparent reason. Another note of interest - only my guy friends came out to my birthday gathering. I'm a little upset about the fact that girls apparently don't like me enough to come out...even if THEIR BOYFRIENDS are drunk with me (okay it's really only one girl, the other guy's girlfriend is in Pittsburgh)
I get home around 4am, puked, went to bed. Spent the next day puking and napping. Finally got off my ass around 3pm (only because the boy called, not by choice) and started reading the last Harry Potter book. My mom got a cake for me (so basically the only thing I had to eat that day was a piece of ice cream cake) and then I headed out to dinner and to see Harry Potter with the boy.
In other news, I got home at 2am and didn't get much sleep the night before so I am taking half of the day off today (not going to work till 3:30) whoo.
Friday, July 20, 2007
I'm an idiot
Went out with the boy last night. Sushi + drinks = fun times.
Things I've realized about bars and people in the south - people take themselves WAY too seriously. Seriously, people dress up like no other to go to a hole in the wall dive bar. People like that scare me. I'd rather be grinding up against guys who are on 30 different kind of pills in a seedy bar in NYC than be rubbing up against drunk southerners who take shitty dive bars that seriously.
I mean, people in NYC take themselves ridiculously serious when they go out too - but shit, they look good when they go out. This one girl was wearing GAUCHO pants and a pair of sandals that looked like she stole them from a prom in 1998. WTF. Just..No.
Anyway, that place scared me a lot. We ended up going somewhere else and then back to his house. Had hot sex, napped, more sex. It was a good night...except for the fact that his neighbor kept on coming by to bitch about how loud the music was. So he finally drives me home, and it's 6am when we're at my house - and I realize that I don't have my keys.
I had to ring the doorbell so my mom could let me in. I made up some bullshit excuse about how I spent half the night looking for the keys and didn't want to come back early because I didn't want to wake her up in the middle of the night. Kind of ridiculous. So I finally "went to bed" around 6am, and somehow I'm up before noon.
The boy said he would take me shopping for my birthday. That might be a bad idea, because he will probably be scared by the stuff that I would want to buy - because they're all ridiculously expensive - ie: Manolos, Louboutins, etc.
Things I've realized about bars and people in the south - people take themselves WAY too seriously. Seriously, people dress up like no other to go to a hole in the wall dive bar. People like that scare me. I'd rather be grinding up against guys who are on 30 different kind of pills in a seedy bar in NYC than be rubbing up against drunk southerners who take shitty dive bars that seriously.
I mean, people in NYC take themselves ridiculously serious when they go out too - but shit, they look good when they go out. This one girl was wearing GAUCHO pants and a pair of sandals that looked like she stole them from a prom in 1998. WTF. Just..No.
Anyway, that place scared me a lot. We ended up going somewhere else and then back to his house. Had hot sex, napped, more sex. It was a good night...except for the fact that his neighbor kept on coming by to bitch about how loud the music was. So he finally drives me home, and it's 6am when we're at my house - and I realize that I don't have my keys.
I had to ring the doorbell so my mom could let me in. I made up some bullshit excuse about how I spent half the night looking for the keys and didn't want to come back early because I didn't want to wake her up in the middle of the night. Kind of ridiculous. So I finally "went to bed" around 6am, and somehow I'm up before noon.
The boy said he would take me shopping for my birthday. That might be a bad idea, because he will probably be scared by the stuff that I would want to buy - because they're all ridiculously expensive - ie: Manolos, Louboutins, etc.
Thursday, July 19, 2007
Under Contract
My parents' house is under contract...that means we've sold the house barring that there are no egregious defects with the house...which is good for my mom because she's finally stopped freaking out about not being able to sell the house (even if we're selling it for 10K under what she really wants to sell it for).
The boy and I are going out tomorrow night...I kind of want to drag him to go see the 5th Harry Potter movie with me. We'll see... My birthday is Sunday, and I really don't feel like going out Saturday night, but I made it a facebook event (even though I didn't put down where this was going to be - that's part of the reason, I'm too lazy to figure out a good bar to go to, and want to get drunk enough on my birthday that I don't have to worry about how the hell I will be getting home later that night/early the next morning) so I don't know how I can cancel it.
I'm excited for the actual day of my birthday though (Sunday), because the boy is off work and we're going to spend the day together (hopefully having lots of hot sex).
I've been running a LOT lately and now am suffering from shin splints. It's quite painful and I've been sitting on the couch with makeshift ice packs (read: bag of frozen beans, bag of meat) on my shins for the past hour or so. My shins feel much better, even if they are kind of numb.
Still not sure what to do about going out with the other guy on Friday.
The boy and I are going out tomorrow night...I kind of want to drag him to go see the 5th Harry Potter movie with me. We'll see... My birthday is Sunday, and I really don't feel like going out Saturday night, but I made it a facebook event (even though I didn't put down where this was going to be - that's part of the reason, I'm too lazy to figure out a good bar to go to, and want to get drunk enough on my birthday that I don't have to worry about how the hell I will be getting home later that night/early the next morning) so I don't know how I can cancel it.
I'm excited for the actual day of my birthday though (Sunday), because the boy is off work and we're going to spend the day together (hopefully having lots of hot sex).
I've been running a LOT lately and now am suffering from shin splints. It's quite painful and I've been sitting on the couch with makeshift ice packs (read: bag of frozen beans, bag of meat) on my shins for the past hour or so. My shins feel much better, even if they are kind of numb.
Still not sure what to do about going out with the other guy on Friday.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
WTF, World?
Why is this place raining every single day? Every day for the past 2 weeks it has rained. It will continue to rain every day for the next 10 days (according to the 10-day forecast). WHY? Why am I back to the weather that I had to deal with at school? The weather that drove me insane?
ARG. In other news, since I've started work, I have been watching my swearing a lot more - I say a lot of "darn" and "gosh" which is probably a good thing since I'm going to be in the adult world soon...ish.
Went over to the teacher man's house last night and he cooked a 3 course meal! It was really good and we hung out for a while. It was kind of awkward when I left because I had to lie about why I wanted to leave (told him I had to work today and I don't work today). I also didn't really feel much chemistry and then he starts making out with me HARD CORE on his front porch and I wish I would've had a video of it because my face would've looked absolutely frightened and squeamish. I don't know what the hell to do. Pradabag and HBF told me to tell him that I have either syphilis or gonarrhea and then just stop talking to him...especially since he's KIND OF balding (why didn't I notice any of this earlier?)
And then I made tentative plans with him to go out Friday. I'm an idiot. I should've just told him I was busy...but I think the prospect of doing something on Friday (even if I would probably be leading him on and lead to another weird awkward make out session where he's touching me) seemed better than sitting on my ass at home.
Maybe that makes me a bad person?
ARG. In other news, since I've started work, I have been watching my swearing a lot more - I say a lot of "darn" and "gosh" which is probably a good thing since I'm going to be in the adult world soon...ish.
Went over to the teacher man's house last night and he cooked a 3 course meal! It was really good and we hung out for a while. It was kind of awkward when I left because I had to lie about why I wanted to leave (told him I had to work today and I don't work today). I also didn't really feel much chemistry and then he starts making out with me HARD CORE on his front porch and I wish I would've had a video of it because my face would've looked absolutely frightened and squeamish. I don't know what the hell to do. Pradabag and HBF told me to tell him that I have either syphilis or gonarrhea and then just stop talking to him...especially since he's KIND OF balding (why didn't I notice any of this earlier?)
And then I made tentative plans with him to go out Friday. I'm an idiot. I should've just told him I was busy...but I think the prospect of doing something on Friday (even if I would probably be leading him on and lead to another weird awkward make out session where he's touching me) seemed better than sitting on my ass at home.
Maybe that makes me a bad person?
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Craptastic
So I just started listening to The Brilliant Green, this J-Rock band that TIME magazine named as one of the top 10 most influential international bands. Apparently, the lead singer had/has a solo career, and I can't help but get sucked into the fantastic crap that is J-poprock. She sounds like much less annoying Avril Lavigne. Her name is Tommy Heavely6, and when she makes pop music, her name is Tommy February6. It's quite bizarre, but now my last.fm is marred with all this J-pop. Oh well.
And to think, I used to make fun of people who listened to J-Pop and K-pop and C-pop and all of those other Asian countries' music...although most of the time I made fun of them because they were either really FOB-y or white people who really wished they were Asian. I'm neither, and I'm just obsessed with music, so I guess I get a free pass.
It makes me sad because Oink doesn't have all the Brilliant Green and Tommy Heavenly6 albums and the ones that they do have, only have 1 or 2 seeders which means that I have to wait for 2-3 hours for the entire album to download. Sadness indeed. Additionally, they don't have the greatness that is Haifa (Lebanese popstar who sings in Arabic) and that makes me cry on the inside.
In other news, selling the house is turning my mom into a completely insane and emotionally imbalanced woman.
And to think, I used to make fun of people who listened to J-Pop and K-pop and C-pop and all of those other Asian countries' music...although most of the time I made fun of them because they were either really FOB-y or white people who really wished they were Asian. I'm neither, and I'm just obsessed with music, so I guess I get a free pass.
It makes me sad because Oink doesn't have all the Brilliant Green and Tommy Heavenly6 albums and the ones that they do have, only have 1 or 2 seeders which means that I have to wait for 2-3 hours for the entire album to download. Sadness indeed. Additionally, they don't have the greatness that is Haifa (Lebanese popstar who sings in Arabic) and that makes me cry on the inside.
In other news, selling the house is turning my mom into a completely insane and emotionally imbalanced woman.
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Repeat
Once again, I found myself going to bed at 4am on a Friday night/Saturday morning while having to be at work at 8:30am on Saturday.
Went to see some live bands last night in a seedy part of town. Boy was completely enamored by my outfit - jeans, heels, tight tank top...as was every other guy at the bar.
I guess girls down south dress a lot less trendy - everyone was wearing flowing dresses...or just not dressed very sharp. Everyone looks the same - either flowing dresses or some trendy low-cut top and jeans. I'm sick of trends - I love basics. If they fit the right way, you will look fierce.
What's with the bizarre hippie theme down south? I noticed that the last time we went out too - while I was in a cute backless striped dress, every girl I saw looked like some suburban Kohl's ad - wearing dresses that had different flower print on them and not-so-chic shoes (as in, non-MichaelKors-blocky-heeled shoes but rather just heinous shoes with thick straps and blocky heels and NOT a stiletto in sight. On top of that - people were wearing espadrilles with ankle ribbon ties out to the bars - way too clumsy and out-for-a-picnic-esque in addition to prom-esque silver sandals...way to relive the 90s)
Anyway, we ended up going to Waffle House afterwards (another Friday night tradition, it seems) and then went back to his house. The first time that I 1)remember and 2) am not throwing up. Things happened, and it was about damn time. I think I'm in love with his, ahem, quivering member. It's pretty much perfect in terms of size. I've been feeling super frisky lately, I don't know why.
In other news, staying home tonight - was supposed to go over to hot teacher man's house (he just moved into his new house) but it's raining and I am super duper tired...and would rather sit on my ass, type on this blog, and watch Law+Order.
Need to see the boy again. Hope he doesn't work tomorrow...but he probably does, blah.
Went to see some live bands last night in a seedy part of town. Boy was completely enamored by my outfit - jeans, heels, tight tank top...as was every other guy at the bar.
I guess girls down south dress a lot less trendy - everyone was wearing flowing dresses...or just not dressed very sharp. Everyone looks the same - either flowing dresses or some trendy low-cut top and jeans. I'm sick of trends - I love basics. If they fit the right way, you will look fierce.
What's with the bizarre hippie theme down south? I noticed that the last time we went out too - while I was in a cute backless striped dress, every girl I saw looked like some suburban Kohl's ad - wearing dresses that had different flower print on them and not-so-chic shoes (as in, non-MichaelKors-blocky-heeled shoes but rather just heinous shoes with thick straps and blocky heels and NOT a stiletto in sight. On top of that - people were wearing espadrilles with ankle ribbon ties out to the bars - way too clumsy and out-for-a-picnic-esque in addition to prom-esque silver sandals...way to relive the 90s)
Anyway, we ended up going to Waffle House afterwards (another Friday night tradition, it seems) and then went back to his house. The first time that I 1)remember and 2) am not throwing up. Things happened, and it was about damn time. I think I'm in love with his, ahem, quivering member. It's pretty much perfect in terms of size. I've been feeling super frisky lately, I don't know why.
In other news, staying home tonight - was supposed to go over to hot teacher man's house (he just moved into his new house) but it's raining and I am super duper tired...and would rather sit on my ass, type on this blog, and watch Law+Order.
Need to see the boy again. Hope he doesn't work tomorrow...but he probably does, blah.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
hating this week so far.
my past 24 hours - go out with boy, get home at 11ish, sleep at 11:30, wake up at 7am, work till 5:30pm, eat dinner at 6:30pm, fall asleep and get yelled at by mom around 7:30pm, go to the gym at 8:30pm, get home at 10pm.
tonight/tomorrow: shower, TV, sleep...wake up at 10am, run errands till 11:30, work till 7:30pm, eat dinner around 8:15pm, go to the gym at 9pm, come home, shower, watch Top Chef, sleep.
thursday: wake up at 9:30am, work till 7:30pm, eat dinner around 8:15pm, go to the gym at 9pm, come home, shower, (maybe) DRINK A LOT OF ALCOHOL!?!! sleep.
friday: doctor's appointment, run more errands, HANG OUT WITH THE BOY ALL DAY AND NIGHT.
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in other news, hot teacher man IMed me last night to see how I was (I had already gone to bed at that point) so I guess something more might come out of that...
tonight/tomorrow: shower, TV, sleep...wake up at 10am, run errands till 11:30, work till 7:30pm, eat dinner around 8:15pm, go to the gym at 9pm, come home, shower, watch Top Chef, sleep.
thursday: wake up at 9:30am, work till 7:30pm, eat dinner around 8:15pm, go to the gym at 9pm, come home, shower, (maybe) DRINK A LOT OF ALCOHOL!?!! sleep.
friday: doctor's appointment, run more errands, HANG OUT WITH THE BOY ALL DAY AND NIGHT.
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in other news, hot teacher man IMed me last night to see how I was (I had already gone to bed at that point) so I guess something more might come out of that...
Monday, July 9, 2007
Busy?
How did this summer suddenly turn into me being busy?
Every day that I've had off I've had to run some sort of errands. Now I got myself finagled into working all day tomorrow (usually my day off) but I need the money so who am I to refuse?
The doctor appointment is now put off until Friday...brunch with HS friend until next week...
Went out for dinner with the boy tonight...I have butterflies whenever I'm with him. This is a bad sign because I can NOT get attached to this one. No one has made me feel like this in a while...this is bad. I get giddy when he text messages me. That's not normal for a summer fling :( When we kiss, I melt inside :(
I am not allowed to fall for him...but I can't help it. I can't explain why I feel this way either. We don't particularly have the most amazing conversations, and he's not the hottest guy in the world (although he is freakin adorable)...but he just makes me feel happy and have butterflies in my stomach even when I just think about him. I guess that's what people call having "chemistry" with another person.
prognosis for my emotional well-being: not good :(
Every day that I've had off I've had to run some sort of errands. Now I got myself finagled into working all day tomorrow (usually my day off) but I need the money so who am I to refuse?
The doctor appointment is now put off until Friday...brunch with HS friend until next week...
Went out for dinner with the boy tonight...I have butterflies whenever I'm with him. This is a bad sign because I can NOT get attached to this one. No one has made me feel like this in a while...this is bad. I get giddy when he text messages me. That's not normal for a summer fling :( When we kiss, I melt inside :(
I am not allowed to fall for him...but I can't help it. I can't explain why I feel this way either. We don't particularly have the most amazing conversations, and he's not the hottest guy in the world (although he is freakin adorable)...but he just makes me feel happy and have butterflies in my stomach even when I just think about him. I guess that's what people call having "chemistry" with another person.
prognosis for my emotional well-being: not good :(
Sunday, July 8, 2007
I'm Super Serial Guys
Went out to breakfast for dinner with hot teacher man. Then we walked around a park and went to a free concert, saw some illegal activity, talked by a lake, etc. It was actually a super cute date. I thought we connected pretty well. Nothing happened. We'll see what goes on next. He has a super busy week next week (getting his house ready so he can move in on Saturday) so I don't know if I'll be seeing him at all.
The boy text'd me today with "Hi beautiful!" That made me happyx1000 so I guess today was a good day overall.
Three sets of people came by to see the house and my mom gave me the wrong messages - told me the 12'oclock people weren't coming till 2 - they came at 12...and another set came at 2...and then someone else came at 3. So I basically was shunned from my house for a good 4 hours.
The boy text'd me today with "Hi beautiful!" That made me happyx1000 so I guess today was a good day overall.
Three sets of people came by to see the house and my mom gave me the wrong messages - told me the 12'oclock people weren't coming till 2 - they came at 12...and another set came at 2...and then someone else came at 3. So I basically was shunned from my house for a good 4 hours.
Saturday, July 7, 2007
Mission Accomplished
Hot teacher man asked me out...we're doing breakfast (well, more like brunch) on Sunday. Yay! Super cute! He was going to pick me up, but I don't know how that's going to work out...seeing as how neither of us live on each other's way to the restaurant.
The boy called me today, this is a good trend...now if he can stop working on weekends we can have good times.
Worked for only 7 hours today - the lady sent me out to do errands for half an hour, then let me go home half an hour early (I did a shit ton for her during the day) but she's paying me for the entire 8 hours. That along with the fact that 1) only 3 of my 8 students showed up (meaning I was paid for the time I didn't even actually do work) and 2) hot teacher man asking me out may really mean that 7/7/07 is a lucky date!
Now if I could magically get the boy to show up at my door tonight and make out hardcore with me, it'd be a PERFECT day.
BestConversationEVER:
Pradabag drunk on AIM telling me he's drank a bottle and a half of wine and is on youtube listening to the techno remix of P!nk's "u + ur hand" while on facebook "poking" random hot freshmen/sophomores from our alma mater...and also telling me that he wishes he were a girl so he could be a giant skank and wear skanky clothes all the time.
The boy called me today, this is a good trend...now if he can stop working on weekends we can have good times.
Worked for only 7 hours today - the lady sent me out to do errands for half an hour, then let me go home half an hour early (I did a shit ton for her during the day) but she's paying me for the entire 8 hours. That along with the fact that 1) only 3 of my 8 students showed up (meaning I was paid for the time I didn't even actually do work) and 2) hot teacher man asking me out may really mean that 7/7/07 is a lucky date!
Now if I could magically get the boy to show up at my door tonight and make out hardcore with me, it'd be a PERFECT day.
BestConversationEVER:
Pradabag drunk on AIM telling me he's drank a bottle and a half of wine and is on youtube listening to the techno remix of P!nk's "u + ur hand" while on facebook "poking" random hot freshmen/sophomores from our alma mater...and also telling me that he wishes he were a girl so he could be a giant skank and wear skanky clothes all the time.
Call On Me
My attempt to be sweet and cute b/c the boy is awesome but we have awkward conversations on the phone -- text message him saying hey, hope you're having fun at work! -- too bad he wasn't at work at the time. Oh well.
Went out with the guys from last weekend along with the hot teacher man to a hookah bar and then to Waffle House...I don't know how I feel about him any more. He's super cute, but he doesn't exactly have the best style (of dress) and that is somehow a turn-off to me. We have fun conversations being sarcastic and whatnot, but I think my vanity will win out against me.
My birthday is coming up - not sure what I want to do for it, or how many people I want to actually appear at this shindig. One of the guys knows people at this super chill hookah lounge that also serves food so we might do that, but since the boy manages a bar, I might just make the party there (birthday is on a Sunday, so I will probably party Saturday night), then I can touch him and he can be at the party too...and maybe go home with him...
I'm going to sound like a 10th grader right now but I don't care - I'd like to make out with him while watching a movie, then talk about nothing for a while, and then grope him till the sun comes out. That needs to happen the next day he doesn't work.
Went out with the guys from last weekend along with the hot teacher man to a hookah bar and then to Waffle House...I don't know how I feel about him any more. He's super cute, but he doesn't exactly have the best style (of dress) and that is somehow a turn-off to me. We have fun conversations being sarcastic and whatnot, but I think my vanity will win out against me.
My birthday is coming up - not sure what I want to do for it, or how many people I want to actually appear at this shindig. One of the guys knows people at this super chill hookah lounge that also serves food so we might do that, but since the boy manages a bar, I might just make the party there (birthday is on a Sunday, so I will probably party Saturday night), then I can touch him and he can be at the party too...and maybe go home with him...
I'm going to sound like a 10th grader right now but I don't care - I'd like to make out with him while watching a movie, then talk about nothing for a while, and then grope him till the sun comes out. That needs to happen the next day he doesn't work.
Thursday, July 5, 2007
Not Again.
So I went out last night with Boy #1 (from here on out I'm just going to call him the boy, even if he's not a boy) for the 4th. It was actually a lot of fun but ended very very poorly.
We went to this Irish pub that actually had a soccer game on (Brazil vs Ecuador). I always get excited when soccer games are on in sports bars in the US, because they tend to NEVER be on TV unless you have satellite television. I had 2 g+ts there.
Went down the street to another bar and it was Latin Salsa night (on the 4th of July?? WTF??) it made me feel very young and not Hispanic - or rather, just completely awkward. We had a good time there, and I think I was starting to get drunk, because we did a shot and then I had another g+t. So that's like, 5-6shots of alcohol in my system. From then on, I don't really quite remember what I was drinking. We went to a different bar and it was actually a really cool set up - high ceilings with one giant wall where they had random shit projected.
I don't remember if we went somewhere else...I think we did...I'm not really sure how the night ended...but it definitely ended with me vomitting in his bathroom...and then out in public. My first public vomit event in my entire life and it has to be on a 2nd date with a guy.
The rest of the car ride back was pretty much me going "oh my God I am so embarrassed, I am so sorry, holy crap" the entire time. SOMEHOW, the giant giant mess that was me last night didn't deter him from wanting to hang out with me again. I must've looked really hot last night.
I'm still embarrassed for myself. I can't believe I'm out of college and I just vomitted in public. This morning/day has just been SO brutal. My liver is just not holding up like it used to, haha. My body is just not used to the heavy binge drinking anymore I guess.
We went to this Irish pub that actually had a soccer game on (Brazil vs Ecuador). I always get excited when soccer games are on in sports bars in the US, because they tend to NEVER be on TV unless you have satellite television. I had 2 g+ts there.
Went down the street to another bar and it was Latin Salsa night (on the 4th of July?? WTF??) it made me feel very young and not Hispanic - or rather, just completely awkward. We had a good time there, and I think I was starting to get drunk, because we did a shot and then I had another g+t. So that's like, 5-6shots of alcohol in my system. From then on, I don't really quite remember what I was drinking. We went to a different bar and it was actually a really cool set up - high ceilings with one giant wall where they had random shit projected.
I don't remember if we went somewhere else...I think we did...I'm not really sure how the night ended...but it definitely ended with me vomitting in his bathroom...and then out in public. My first public vomit event in my entire life and it has to be on a 2nd date with a guy.
The rest of the car ride back was pretty much me going "oh my God I am so embarrassed, I am so sorry, holy crap" the entire time. SOMEHOW, the giant giant mess that was me last night didn't deter him from wanting to hang out with me again. I must've looked really hot last night.
I'm still embarrassed for myself. I can't believe I'm out of college and I just vomitted in public. This morning/day has just been SO brutal. My liver is just not holding up like it used to, haha. My body is just not used to the heavy binge drinking anymore I guess.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Happy 4th!
Everyone's amused by the fact that I publicly called out the exboyfriend on facebook (with my status, which apparently shows up on EVERYONE's newsfeed) for being an immature 25yo boy who can't control himself. The best part about this is the fact that he text messages me the next day asking if I want to come over. No I don't. I haven't wanted to since we broke up, and I sure as hell don't want to now.
Going out tonight for the 4th with Boy #1. I don't have to work until 11 tomorrow so I can actually go out and have a good time. I kind of want to get trashed, I haven't drank in that capacity in SO long.
Friday --> hookah lounge with boys I met from last weekend...including the adorable high school teacher. Hopefully he shows up and will actually ask for my number this time. He's SO CUTE. I feel like I'm gushing about a puppy or something.
Going out tonight for the 4th with Boy #1. I don't have to work until 11 tomorrow so I can actually go out and have a good time. I kind of want to get trashed, I haven't drank in that capacity in SO long.
Friday --> hookah lounge with boys I met from last weekend...including the adorable high school teacher. Hopefully he shows up and will actually ask for my number this time. He's SO CUTE. I feel like I'm gushing about a puppy or something.
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
Change of Plans
I went to Off 5th today and fell in love with a pair of Dior heels (they were nude satin, ankle straps, with black lace detailing at the heel and at the toe strap). Too bad they were $189.99. I was agonizing over whether I should get them - I didn't.
Instead I walked around the outlet mall and got 2 pairs of pants from J. Crew, 2 pairs of pants from Banana Republic, and a dress from the Gap all for 70bucks total. WHOO.
Then I walked into the Coach outlet and bought a small purse. I was actually looking for wristlets until I realized that I probably would have no need for a wristlet in my life and instead settled on the small signature brown purse that I have been wanting for a while - and that was only $67.
So I don't think I will be buying any shoes (other than the Manolos) for a while, but it was fun while I thought I could afford it...
Instead I walked around the outlet mall and got 2 pairs of pants from J. Crew, 2 pairs of pants from Banana Republic, and a dress from the Gap all for 70bucks total. WHOO.
Then I walked into the Coach outlet and bought a small purse. I was actually looking for wristlets until I realized that I probably would have no need for a wristlet in my life and instead settled on the small signature brown purse that I have been wanting for a while - and that was only $67.
So I don't think I will be buying any shoes (other than the Manolos) for a while, but it was fun while I thought I could afford it...
Monday, July 2, 2007
Evaluation
I'm definitely going to bid on those Manolos like my life depended on it. The girl selling them dropped the starting price to $49.99, so they're definitely worth the bid.
I'm still not sure about the Louboutins. Pradabag hates gingham, HBF loves platforms, together they both think the slingbacks are not worth the bid.
In other news, my birthday is in 3 weeks, someone please buy me these Derek Lam slingback platforms from Barneys...
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Complete unrelated - the exboyfriend (I just realized today) defriended me on facebook. He's 25!!! Who does that!!! I don't even do that, and I'm a completely heinous person!!!
I'm still not sure about the Louboutins. Pradabag hates gingham, HBF loves platforms, together they both think the slingbacks are not worth the bid.
In other news, my birthday is in 3 weeks, someone please buy me these Derek Lam slingback platforms from Barneys...
=======================================Complete unrelated - the exboyfriend (I just realized today) defriended me on facebook. He's 25!!! Who does that!!! I don't even do that, and I'm a completely heinous person!!!
Sunday, July 1, 2007
Obsessions.
I got a refund check from the university because I still had credit on my bursar when I graduated...I've already spent probably $50 in anticipation of the check coming in, but now I am really tempted to buy...
1. a 20 gig iPod (to replace the nano that I currently have that replaced Isabelly who replaced my first iPod) from eBay for (hopefully) less than $60...which I probably won't buy because I would rather have a pair of expensive heels than a functioning iPod that holds more than 2 gigs of memory.
2. a pair of Louboutins or Manolos.
I found a pair of really nice black Manolo pumps on eBay for $100 (starting bid) I don't think I will go over $150 for those. ($10 shipping) That pair of Manolos would probably go for $200-250 new.
I also found a pair of really cute Louboutins on eBay for $199 (starting bid, $10 shipping) I don't know how high I will go to bid for these shoes...they're not as versatile as buying a pair of black pumps but Louboutin pumps do NOT go for less than $700...and these would sell for around $700 if new.
Moreover, I found a pair of Louboutins that are ridiculously cute for only $155 at Barneys...with shipping ($12) it's still under the starting bid for the first pair...but these are espadrilles so they have even less versatility than the other pair...
...I really want a pair of Louboutins...and Manolos.
I don't know what to do.
1. a 20 gig iPod (to replace the nano that I currently have that replaced Isabelly who replaced my first iPod) from eBay for (hopefully) less than $60...which I probably won't buy because I would rather have a pair of expensive heels than a functioning iPod that holds more than 2 gigs of memory.
2. a pair of Louboutins or Manolos.
I found a pair of really nice black Manolo pumps on eBay for $100 (starting bid) I don't think I will go over $150 for those. ($10 shipping) That pair of Manolos would probably go for $200-250 new.
I also found a pair of really cute Louboutins on eBay for $199 (starting bid, $10 shipping) I don't know how high I will go to bid for these shoes...they're not as versatile as buying a pair of black pumps but Louboutin pumps do NOT go for less than $700...and these would sell for around $700 if new.
Moreover, I found a pair of Louboutins that are ridiculously cute for only $155 at Barneys...with shipping ($12) it's still under the starting bid for the first pair...but these are espadrilles so they have even less versatility than the other pair...
...I really want a pair of Louboutins...and Manolos.
I don't know what to do.
Man Update
Last night was fun. Boy #2 (29, Ad Exec from NY) cooked for me (!!) and we watched tv/movies like an old married couple. It was actually pretty cute. It just felt awkward because we're not an old married couple, nor are we a couple at all...and I don't know, it was weird. He was really fun and whatnot, but it was just awkward how it ended because I didn't know what to do...whether we were going to hang out again or if there was going to be a goodnight kiss, and it ended up being - "okay I'm going to leave now" and as I turn my head he goes in to kiss me and it goes into my hair...
So that was awkward, and I don't know what's going to come out of that.
Boy #1 (33, owns bars) has shit all weekend nights so we'll see how our schedule matches up next week. He called not the next day but the day after. I love boys who go by these ridiculous date rules. He opened doors for me (!!) and it was quite cute.
In other surprising news, as I am dating around the older age pool, I have come to realize what I have really missed out on in the past couple of years toying around with college boys - clean houses (not apartments that they share with 2 other dudes!) and men with manners. I was seriously SO surprised that the boy-owned houses 1)don't smell like stale beer, 2)are actually decorated and 3) are really clean and NICE.
Anyway, tonight was the co-worker's b-day party. It was actually pretty fun, despite the fact that I knew about 4 of the 20 people there and I was sitting next to my boss the entire night. Sat next to a cute boy (late 20s, HS English teacher). Too bad said boy did not ask for my number and instead facebook friended me...which is kind of a bummer because the internet is just really ruining it for the dating scene in real life. Instead of exchanging numbers it's - let's exchange myspace URLs or facebook friendships.
The only downer about this boy is the fact that he's also not that tall (boy#1 is not tall, boy#2 is pretty tall) which means me in heels tonight = his height if not a little taller.
OH WELL, I'm only in this place for like 6 more weeks...which is fucking scary because I don't want to actually DO school work...fuck.
So that was awkward, and I don't know what's going to come out of that.
Boy #1 (33, owns bars) has shit all weekend nights so we'll see how our schedule matches up next week. He called not the next day but the day after. I love boys who go by these ridiculous date rules. He opened doors for me (!!) and it was quite cute.
In other surprising news, as I am dating around the older age pool, I have come to realize what I have really missed out on in the past couple of years toying around with college boys - clean houses (not apartments that they share with 2 other dudes!) and men with manners. I was seriously SO surprised that the boy-owned houses 1)don't smell like stale beer, 2)are actually decorated and 3) are really clean and NICE.
Anyway, tonight was the co-worker's b-day party. It was actually pretty fun, despite the fact that I knew about 4 of the 20 people there and I was sitting next to my boss the entire night. Sat next to a cute boy (late 20s, HS English teacher). Too bad said boy did not ask for my number and instead facebook friended me...which is kind of a bummer because the internet is just really ruining it for the dating scene in real life. Instead of exchanging numbers it's - let's exchange myspace URLs or facebook friendships.
The only downer about this boy is the fact that he's also not that tall (boy#1 is not tall, boy#2 is pretty tall) which means me in heels tonight = his height if not a little taller.
OH WELL, I'm only in this place for like 6 more weeks...which is fucking scary because I don't want to actually DO school work...fuck.
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