Disclaimer: I wrote this post on Saturday, and kept it private, but I decided to go ahead and give it to you guys. I'm still on the fence about continuing to blog, although your comments are encouraging. But I'm still thinking about it.
So, without further adieu...
The other day at work, Megan and I made plans to hang out, cuz we like...never get to hang out! And we both had a night off, so we decided to go out. And I told her the whole story about Alyssa's brother, and that I was planning on inviting him. The more the merrier!
Well, Daniel has been writing me on myspace the past couple days. And yesterday he told me in an email that on Thursday night, the fuel line on his Ducati busted, so he had to walk his bike all the way home! Poor guy! So I told him he should come out with with Megan and I, and drink away his sorrows. Lol. And I offered to pick him up.
So I met Megan and her house around 9:15, and then I drove us over to Daniel's to get him. He looked hot, as usual, in his long sleeve jacket, and ripped jeans. He has tats all up his arms, but he never shows them! He always wears long sleeves, which is so damn sexy, for some unknown reason...
Well it just so happened, that one of the bars in midtown was having it's grand reopening, so drinks were free! At least for part of the night anyway...
So we chilled there for about an hour, and had several free shots, and then we headed over to a local patio bar. It was a little too crowded in there for us though, so we just had one drink and then left. We must have gotten an earlier start than we thought because when we got back in the car, it was only 11:30!! So we went over to our shot bar for a couple rounds. Tugg was working, and The Albanian, and they gave us more free shots! Then Jake The Door Guy showed up. I dunno what he was doing there, because he wasn't working, but he asked if he could tag along. I was kinda reluctant, but...introductions were made, and then we all piled back into my (rental) car to head over to Pandora.
Pandora was apparently the place to be! There was a crowd, but not so thick you couldn't move, so that was nice. Plus, I know the bar manager, so he bought us a round. Then we all sat down at one of the booths, that just happened to be next to some private party. It was a bunch of girls, with like...6 bottles of Veuve champagne, and several empty glasses. Well, Megan snatched a glass on the sly and we helped ourselves! Lol. Nobody was any the wiser, because for all they knew, we were part of the party! Haha, so...free champagne for us!!
We danced a little, and Daniel and Jake chatted a bit. It was a total blast! Megan was definitely wasted! Lol. Being married and all, she doesn't get out very much. I stopped drinking early, since I was the DD. But out of the 3 of us, I probably have the highest tolerance anyway, because Daniel was pretty drunk! Apparently, he never does shots. Lol. Megan offered to let us stay at her place for the night, and Daniel was considering calling into work the next day, but decided not to. So I drove him home. And when we got to his apartment, I started to get butterflies in my stomach. I mean, we'd been flirting the whole night! He would put his hand on my leg, or put his arm around me and stuff like that... I mean, he was mostly subtle, but the signals were clear.
So we get to his place, and he tells me he had fun, and thanks for driving him, etc etc... Then we exchange goodbyes... And he gives me a hug! That's it! Just a hug! I mean, I know he's shy and all, and granted, I did make the first move last time... But I was just so disappointed! All I wanted was a kiss. ((sigh))
Perhaps I'm making myself a little too available for him. Because he's always been interested, but I've always just kinda not paid attention to him, ya know? So I guess I'm gonna have to play a little bit of hard to get. Which I hate to do, cuz I hate playing games but...I dunno. It's worth a shot I guess. Maybe he just needs to muster up some courage! Lol.
But he's been emailing me all morning! :) So well see...
Demetri Of The Day:
“I like video games, but they’re really violent. I’d like to play a video game where you help the people who were shot in all the other games. It’d be called ‘Really Busy Hospital.’”
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Monday, February 25, 2008
Work Work Work!
Saturday night was horrible!
We were short a bartender, and of course, it was insanely busy. Not to mention, I'm getting sick again, and I've just been so exhausted. My back was aching the whole night, and I just didn't feel like I was up to doing my best.
Then FB shows up with his friends, and literally will not leave me alone. I mean I was working the waitress well, so it wasn't even really my job to be helping the customers. They had other bartenders for that. But he's ordering rounds of EIGHTEEN SHOTS from me!! Ugh. Then he told Amanda and Melissa that he was "taking me out on a date" tomorrow. Which was so not true. Thank God for Evan! He was there too, and I grabbed him and quickly engaged him in a conversation so FB would leave me alone. FB and his crew didn't leave till close.
I saw Jake The Door Guy on my way to work, and he hardly said 2 words to me. Then after work, he came over to hang out, and he was all, "Hey lover!" and gave me a hug! I think the guy might have multiple personalies.
At the end of the night, while we were cleaning, Frank shows up, completely pants-shitting drunk. I mean, it was ridiculous. And he was talking shit to me for no reason! First he told me, "Fuck you, you fat bitch. Shut your mouth." I almost laughed at that, because it was a rather hypocritical comment.
But then later, he slapped me in the face!!! YEA! I was entering credit card tips on the computer, and minding my own business, and he walks up and says, "Stop looking at me like that!"
"Like what?" I asked.
"The way you're looking at me!" He slurred.
"I can look at you however I want." I said. I was really not in the mood to deal with him after the crappy night I'd had.
"I'll slap you in the face." He threatened.
"No you won't." I said, not even looking at him, and continuing to do credit cards.
Then he slapped me!! And not lightly either. I turned around and slapped him 3 times harder.
"Don't fucking slap me!" I said to him. I was so pissed!
And he laughed.
Then he started talking to Ali, saying that I'm a horrible photographer, and that as much as I try, I'll never be good at it. Normally, I wouldn't have let any of this bother me, but I just got off my period, I'm tired, sick, sore, and at the end of my rope, so this was just the straw that broke the camels back, ya know? I wanted to cry, but I would never do that at work. So I threw down my bar towel, and went to the back bar, to get away from him.
Nick was back there cleaning. I told him I was mad and I needed him to come eat with me after work so I could cry on his shoulder. Lol.
So we went and ate late night Mexican food at some 24 hour joint, and exchanged stories. I told him about Frank, and FB, and he told me about his psycho ex calling and listening to his voicemails.
Oh, and I feel like I have to state for the record, Nick is an awesome guy. He's not out to get into anyone's pants, and he totally respects me. He knows I'm not romantically interested in him either, so he wouldn't try to "cock block" me with Jake. What he told me is what he honestly believes to be true. And I know I can trust him.
Moving on....
Friday night was Blinn's birthday. And I forgot to mention in my last post, he has tried to make out with me twice in the past 4 days! I mean, both times he was drunk, but still... I wouldn't let him kiss me though, because 1) I was sober and 2) I'm not going to end up like Valerie!
I had to take him home after work on Thursday night, because he was wasted and his brother had his car. So that was the first time he made a move. And then Friday, a buncha people went over to his place for his birthday after work, and he started kissing my neck in front of like 3 other people!!! Omg so embarrassing! But it's ok, cuz nobody knows about what happened between us before. Except Alyssa and Bethany. And I know they won't tell anyone. But it kinda makes me wonder if he's actually interested in me, or if he's just drunk. He's always telling me I smell good, and sniffing me. Literally!
Well, sorry this post hasn't been very...detailed, but like I said, I'm exhausted! And I'm really looking forward to getting in bed and reading a book!
Thanks for reading!
Demetri Of The Day:
"The straw is a great invention. You can drink without using your wrists. The straw is your friend until you lose eye contact with the straw. Then he will betray you and make you look like an idiot. I have to pull the straw aside and be like “What the hell do you think you’re doing? The last time I checked, you were right by my mouth. What are you doing on the other side of the glass? I don’t need you; you’re a luxury!
The ice is even worse. When there’s liquid in there, yeah it’s fine; it’s like a pool party. “Hey we’re keeping everything cool.” I’m talking about when I get to the bottom and it’s just me and the ice. I’m like, ok just one of you. Come on I just want something to chew on; come on. And the ice is like, “Hold…hold…everybody now!”"
We were short a bartender, and of course, it was insanely busy. Not to mention, I'm getting sick again, and I've just been so exhausted. My back was aching the whole night, and I just didn't feel like I was up to doing my best.
Then FB shows up with his friends, and literally will not leave me alone. I mean I was working the waitress well, so it wasn't even really my job to be helping the customers. They had other bartenders for that. But he's ordering rounds of EIGHTEEN SHOTS from me!! Ugh. Then he told Amanda and Melissa that he was "taking me out on a date" tomorrow. Which was so not true. Thank God for Evan! He was there too, and I grabbed him and quickly engaged him in a conversation so FB would leave me alone. FB and his crew didn't leave till close.
I saw Jake The Door Guy on my way to work, and he hardly said 2 words to me. Then after work, he came over to hang out, and he was all, "Hey lover!" and gave me a hug! I think the guy might have multiple personalies.
At the end of the night, while we were cleaning, Frank shows up, completely pants-shitting drunk. I mean, it was ridiculous. And he was talking shit to me for no reason! First he told me, "Fuck you, you fat bitch. Shut your mouth." I almost laughed at that, because it was a rather hypocritical comment.
But then later, he slapped me in the face!!! YEA! I was entering credit card tips on the computer, and minding my own business, and he walks up and says, "Stop looking at me like that!"
"Like what?" I asked.
"The way you're looking at me!" He slurred.
"I can look at you however I want." I said. I was really not in the mood to deal with him after the crappy night I'd had.
"I'll slap you in the face." He threatened.
"No you won't." I said, not even looking at him, and continuing to do credit cards.
Then he slapped me!! And not lightly either. I turned around and slapped him 3 times harder.
"Don't fucking slap me!" I said to him. I was so pissed!
And he laughed.
Then he started talking to Ali, saying that I'm a horrible photographer, and that as much as I try, I'll never be good at it. Normally, I wouldn't have let any of this bother me, but I just got off my period, I'm tired, sick, sore, and at the end of my rope, so this was just the straw that broke the camels back, ya know? I wanted to cry, but I would never do that at work. So I threw down my bar towel, and went to the back bar, to get away from him.
Nick was back there cleaning. I told him I was mad and I needed him to come eat with me after work so I could cry on his shoulder. Lol.
So we went and ate late night Mexican food at some 24 hour joint, and exchanged stories. I told him about Frank, and FB, and he told me about his psycho ex calling and listening to his voicemails.
Oh, and I feel like I have to state for the record, Nick is an awesome guy. He's not out to get into anyone's pants, and he totally respects me. He knows I'm not romantically interested in him either, so he wouldn't try to "cock block" me with Jake. What he told me is what he honestly believes to be true. And I know I can trust him.
Moving on....
Friday night was Blinn's birthday. And I forgot to mention in my last post, he has tried to make out with me twice in the past 4 days! I mean, both times he was drunk, but still... I wouldn't let him kiss me though, because 1) I was sober and 2) I'm not going to end up like Valerie!
I had to take him home after work on Thursday night, because he was wasted and his brother had his car. So that was the first time he made a move. And then Friday, a buncha people went over to his place for his birthday after work, and he started kissing my neck in front of like 3 other people!!! Omg so embarrassing! But it's ok, cuz nobody knows about what happened between us before. Except Alyssa and Bethany. And I know they won't tell anyone. But it kinda makes me wonder if he's actually interested in me, or if he's just drunk. He's always telling me I smell good, and sniffing me. Literally!
Well, sorry this post hasn't been very...detailed, but like I said, I'm exhausted! And I'm really looking forward to getting in bed and reading a book!
Thanks for reading!
Demetri Of The Day:
"The straw is a great invention. You can drink without using your wrists. The straw is your friend until you lose eye contact with the straw. Then he will betray you and make you look like an idiot. I have to pull the straw aside and be like “What the hell do you think you’re doing? The last time I checked, you were right by my mouth. What are you doing on the other side of the glass? I don’t need you; you’re a luxury!
The ice is even worse. When there’s liquid in there, yeah it’s fine; it’s like a pool party. “Hey we’re keeping everything cool.” I’m talking about when I get to the bottom and it’s just me and the ice. I’m like, ok just one of you. Come on I just want something to chew on; come on. And the ice is like, “Hold…hold…everybody now!”"
Friday, February 22, 2008
No More Fantasies
I recently decided to drop all notions about me and Jake The Door Guy. I'm the type of person that always gives people the benefit of the doubt. I look for the good in people. And while that may sound like a nice quality, it usually turns out to be more of a problem than anything. And in the case of Jake The Door Guy, I feel like this is one of those situations.
Nick and Jake have been kind of hanging out recently. And he knows about my little crush. And the other day while we were closing the bar together, we had a little conversation about him.
Nick: Hey, can I be completely honest with you about something, without you getting mad, or thinking that I'm trying to cock block you or something??
Me: Um...sure...?
Nick: If you're looking for a relationship, or anything serious, Jake isn't your guy. I mean if you just wanna goof off and mess around or whatever, then go for it. But seriously? He's just out to fuck.
Me: What?? How do you know that?
Nick: Because! I've spent a lot of time with him the past few days, and it's just the way he acts, the things he says... Actually, he's been tryin' pretty hard to get into Tina's pants.
Me: TINA!?! Ew! Why do all the guys like her!? I don't get it.
Nick: I dunno...cuz she's cute. But she's got lots of baggage. But guys seem to like crazy girls I guess?
Tina is the girl I used to work with at the last bar. And I really didn't want her to get a job with me, because frankly, I'm not a big fan of hers. And now apparently all the guys like her. (i.e. The Albanian, Jake The Door Guy, and a couple other bartenders) It drives me crazy! She just recently got divorced! And by recently, I mean...I don't even think the papers are finalized yet. And she's only 22! And I know for a fact that she and The Albanian are already sleeping together. ((huff!)) Anyways, so I decided, right then and there, to stop fantasizing about Jake and I, because I'm not going to delude myself.
Friend Boy keeps calling and texting me. He apparently can't seem to take a hint. I mean I feel kinda bad, but I have to cut the cord. Ya know? I'm not gonna lead him on. But it's really starting to get kind of annoying.
Last night, I had off work, so me, Melissa and Amanda went out. In the end it was just me and Melissa though, cuz Amanda went home early since she had work the next morning. We went into the shot bar, and of course Jake The Door Guy was there. I was cordial towards him, but disinterested. And I'm pretty sure he noticed. And it wasn't like I was doing it on purpose to get his attention either! I just...don't wanna bother getting to know someone if they're only going to disappoint me. If I wasn't interested in him romantically, then getting to know him wouldn't be a big deal. But I know me, and that's never going to happen. So we had a pretty low-key night, just hanging out and stuff. Then we went over to my bar, and ran into Frank, who pretty much attached himself to us, because he has a thing for Melissa. Well, all he did, all night, was talk shit about Nick! And it was really pissing me off, because Nick is a great guy, and a great friend to me. And Frank was making him sound like some dog, who just chases after girls for sex, etc. etc...which is totally not Nick! And when I would defend him, Frank would just say, "You don't know Nick as well as I do! I've known him for 2 years...blablabla..."
"Yea, but you and Nick aren't friends! There's a difference. I actually talk to Nick on the phone, and hang out with him and stuff. And he's not the way you say he is." I protested.
Ugh. I hate it when people bash others, just to make themselves look better. And that's exactly what Frank was doing to try to impress Melissa. He's so transparent...
Anyways, when Melissa and I got back to my car to go home for the night, there was a piece of pizza smeared all over the windshield of my brand new, freshly washed car!!! And I was parked over in the shot bar's parking lot, right next to The Albanian.
"It was Jake!" Melissa exclaimed, "His truck used to be right behind you."
"What an ass!" I said.
"You shoulda put that pizza on his car. Too bad he's gone already," Melissa said, "send him a text."
So I did.
"Thanks for the pizza, I was hungry!" I wrote.
"You're welcome!" he wrote back. An admission?
"You're a douchebag! Putting pizza on peoples' cars..." I wrote.
He didn't respond.
But this morning, I woke up with 2 texts from him. The first one said. "I didn't put pizza on your car." And the second one said, "5:30 in the morning?!?"
I wrote back, "What happened at 5:30 in the morning?"
Jake: You texted me. Or I just got it at 5:30?
Me: You just got it at 5:30. I sent it at like 2:15.
Jake: Oh. What ev! Loser.
Me: I'm not a loser. YOU'RE a loser.
Jake: Nice one.
Me: Lol. I was just trying to level down a bit so you wouldn't feel too intimidated by my dazzling wit.
Jake: True dat.
I didn't respond, but 5 minutes later, he's calling me!
Me: Hello?
Jake: Hey what are you doing?
Me: Um...uploading the pictures from that party at Blinn's the other night. What's up?
Jake: I didn't put pizza on your car! When you sent me that message that said thanks for the pizza, I didn't know what you were talking about, I just said you're welcome.
Me: Haha, yea I thought that was an admission!
Jake: No, it really wasn't me.
Me: Well...I really wish I knew who it was! Cuz it was smeared all over my window, and not many people know I have a new car.
Jake: Well I'm sorry about that. You're lucky it didn't ruin your paint.
We chatted for a bit longer. The whole time I was trying to figure out why he was calling me. He couldn't just be calling to chat, could he? I totally don't get him! He told me he hates his job at the gym, and we talked about what jobs we want and stuff... Then finally his other line was beeping and he said he had to go.
"I'll see you tonight!" he said.
"Ok, bye." I said and hung up.
Hmmm...
Demetri Of The Day:
“I like when good things happen to me, but I wait two weeks to tell anyone because I like to use the word ‘fortnight.’”
Nick and Jake have been kind of hanging out recently. And he knows about my little crush. And the other day while we were closing the bar together, we had a little conversation about him.
Nick: Hey, can I be completely honest with you about something, without you getting mad, or thinking that I'm trying to cock block you or something??
Me: Um...sure...?
Nick: If you're looking for a relationship, or anything serious, Jake isn't your guy. I mean if you just wanna goof off and mess around or whatever, then go for it. But seriously? He's just out to fuck.
Me: What?? How do you know that?
Nick: Because! I've spent a lot of time with him the past few days, and it's just the way he acts, the things he says... Actually, he's been tryin' pretty hard to get into Tina's pants.
Me: TINA!?! Ew! Why do all the guys like her!? I don't get it.
Nick: I dunno...cuz she's cute. But she's got lots of baggage. But guys seem to like crazy girls I guess?
Tina is the girl I used to work with at the last bar. And I really didn't want her to get a job with me, because frankly, I'm not a big fan of hers. And now apparently all the guys like her. (i.e. The Albanian, Jake The Door Guy, and a couple other bartenders) It drives me crazy! She just recently got divorced! And by recently, I mean...I don't even think the papers are finalized yet. And she's only 22! And I know for a fact that she and The Albanian are already sleeping together. ((huff!)) Anyways, so I decided, right then and there, to stop fantasizing about Jake and I, because I'm not going to delude myself.
Friend Boy keeps calling and texting me. He apparently can't seem to take a hint. I mean I feel kinda bad, but I have to cut the cord. Ya know? I'm not gonna lead him on. But it's really starting to get kind of annoying.
Last night, I had off work, so me, Melissa and Amanda went out. In the end it was just me and Melissa though, cuz Amanda went home early since she had work the next morning. We went into the shot bar, and of course Jake The Door Guy was there. I was cordial towards him, but disinterested. And I'm pretty sure he noticed. And it wasn't like I was doing it on purpose to get his attention either! I just...don't wanna bother getting to know someone if they're only going to disappoint me. If I wasn't interested in him romantically, then getting to know him wouldn't be a big deal. But I know me, and that's never going to happen. So we had a pretty low-key night, just hanging out and stuff. Then we went over to my bar, and ran into Frank, who pretty much attached himself to us, because he has a thing for Melissa. Well, all he did, all night, was talk shit about Nick! And it was really pissing me off, because Nick is a great guy, and a great friend to me. And Frank was making him sound like some dog, who just chases after girls for sex, etc. etc...which is totally not Nick! And when I would defend him, Frank would just say, "You don't know Nick as well as I do! I've known him for 2 years...blablabla..."
"Yea, but you and Nick aren't friends! There's a difference. I actually talk to Nick on the phone, and hang out with him and stuff. And he's not the way you say he is." I protested.
Ugh. I hate it when people bash others, just to make themselves look better. And that's exactly what Frank was doing to try to impress Melissa. He's so transparent...
Anyways, when Melissa and I got back to my car to go home for the night, there was a piece of pizza smeared all over the windshield of my brand new, freshly washed car!!! And I was parked over in the shot bar's parking lot, right next to The Albanian.
"It was Jake!" Melissa exclaimed, "His truck used to be right behind you."
"What an ass!" I said.
"You shoulda put that pizza on his car. Too bad he's gone already," Melissa said, "send him a text."
So I did.
"Thanks for the pizza, I was hungry!" I wrote.
"You're welcome!" he wrote back. An admission?
"You're a douchebag! Putting pizza on peoples' cars..." I wrote.
He didn't respond.
But this morning, I woke up with 2 texts from him. The first one said. "I didn't put pizza on your car." And the second one said, "5:30 in the morning?!?"
I wrote back, "What happened at 5:30 in the morning?"
Jake: You texted me. Or I just got it at 5:30?
Me: You just got it at 5:30. I sent it at like 2:15.
Jake: Oh. What ev! Loser.
Me: I'm not a loser. YOU'RE a loser.
Jake: Nice one.
Me: Lol. I was just trying to level down a bit so you wouldn't feel too intimidated by my dazzling wit.
Jake: True dat.
I didn't respond, but 5 minutes later, he's calling me!
Me: Hello?
Jake: Hey what are you doing?
Me: Um...uploading the pictures from that party at Blinn's the other night. What's up?
Jake: I didn't put pizza on your car! When you sent me that message that said thanks for the pizza, I didn't know what you were talking about, I just said you're welcome.
Me: Haha, yea I thought that was an admission!
Jake: No, it really wasn't me.
Me: Well...I really wish I knew who it was! Cuz it was smeared all over my window, and not many people know I have a new car.
Jake: Well I'm sorry about that. You're lucky it didn't ruin your paint.
We chatted for a bit longer. The whole time I was trying to figure out why he was calling me. He couldn't just be calling to chat, could he? I totally don't get him! He told me he hates his job at the gym, and we talked about what jobs we want and stuff... Then finally his other line was beeping and he said he had to go.
"I'll see you tonight!" he said.
"Ok, bye." I said and hung up.
Hmmm...
Demetri Of The Day:
“I like when good things happen to me, but I wait two weeks to tell anyone because I like to use the word ‘fortnight.’”
Monday, February 18, 2008
Valentine's Day and Kosovo's Independence
So yesterday, I typed an entire blog, and then my computer froze and the whole thing got deleted. You can imagine I was pretty pissed. And I didn't have time yesterday to retype the whole thing. But here goes...
Wednesday
I went into work at 7. It was realllly slow, and I was incredibly bored. I went to look at my phone around 9:30 and saw that I had one missed call. Jake The Door Guy!!! What a pleasant surprise! Almost immediately afterwards, he showed up. He walked right up to me, said hi and gave me a high five.
"When are you gettin' off?" he asked.
"I should be getting off in about 30 minutes!" I said, "Why? What's goin' on?"
"Well we're heading over to The Porch Swing. You should come!" he said.
"Ok. Well I might. How 'bout I give you a call when I get outa here?" I didn't wanna seem too eager.
"Ok sounds good."
I got off at 10 on the dot, and called Jake The Door Guy for directions. As it turned out, they were over at the shot bar, waiting on Blinn to finish a beer. So I went and met them over there. It was Jake, Blinn, Gavin, and Jake's friend, Darius. Sometimes it's really nice to be the only girl! We headed over to Porch Swing and had a couple drinks. It's a new bar that just opened up, and of course Blinn is friends with the owner. Jake and Gavin and I got into a pretty involved conversation about high school band. Haha. We were both in it all 4 years. I had so much fun talking to him! I noticed he doesn't come out of his shell very often around large crowds. So it was like I was really getting to know him in his element, ya know? Just as one of the guys. It was cool. We ended up going back to our work around 1, and then Jake The Door Guy had to leave, because his friend had to work tomorrow and they'd ridden together. Poo. Oh well. I still had a lot of fun.
Valentine's Day
All us girls had planned to go out for sushi, at 8pm. I had to work at 10, but everyone else was gonna barhop in midtown after dinner. However, "all us girls" ended up being just me, Amanda and Charlotte ((groan)). Melissa and Lindsey (a cute blonde in our group that I've recently gotten to know and like) were supposed to come, but since they both have boyfriends, they ended up spending the evening in.
At 5:30 I started getting ready to go, and while I was in the shower, FB called and left me a message.
"Hey Peyton, it's (Friend Boy). I just wanted to call and wish you a Happy Valentine's Day. Uhh...I hope your day is going good. Anyways I just...wanted to let you know I was thinkin' about you on Valentine's Day.
Talk to you later.
Bye."
Awwwwwe! How sweet! I was planning on pretty much ignoring the holiday all together.
Well at 7:15, I was in my car and on my way to the sushi place. I sent a text to Amanda to make sure everyone was gonna be on time. Then she wrote back and said she was waiting on Charlotte to get to her house, because she was supposed to fix her hair. Ugh. I tried calling Charlotte 3 times, but she didn't answer! How rude! I mean, you don't make plans with people, and then make everyone wait on you! Especially when some people have other shit to do! I was starting to wonder if I was even gonna have time to eat before work.
I was the first person to get to the restaurant, of course, and there was a 45-minute wait. Ugh. I was starting to get really pissed. But then I managed to nab us a table in the bar area, and finally the girls showed up. The sushi was delicious, and even though Melissa and Lindsey weren't there, we still had fun.
I got to work, and it was insanely busy!! Which was good, because it made the night go by faster, but I was definitely getting sick of watching people make out and dry hump all night.
Around 12:30, FB shows up with some of his friends.
"Hey!" I said. I was pretty surprised to see him.
"Hi. How's your night going?" he asked.
"Um..." I glanced around at the hordes of drunk people, "Ok I guess."
Just then, he pulled a dozen red roses out from under the bar and handed them to me. I was so shocked, I'm sure I was blushing furiously.
"Oh my gosh! You didn't have to do this!"
"I know. But I wanted to." he said.
"Thank you...so much." I said, taking the flowers.
I was really touched by his gesture, and also really worried. Because lately I've kinda been feeling like the spark between FB and I is fading. I mean...ever since his work hiatus, and then with Jake The Door Guy coming into play... I dunno. This always happens to me! I never want the guys I should want! And now suddenly, FB is acting all...coupley! Ugh...
Well, he and his friends didn't stay long. He said he just wanted to stop by, tell me Happy V-Day and give me the flowers. So I thanked him again, and gave him a kiss on the cheek before he left. It did cheer my night up considerably.
But while we were shutting down the bar, I couldn't help but glance at the front door every 5 minutes to see if Jake The Door guy was coming over. They usually finish cleaning at the shot bar first, and then come over for a couple beers. But of course, he never showed up. Oh well...there's always Friday.
Friday
I went into work at 3 to open the bar, still completely exhausted from the night before. I worked a small happy hour party in the back bar, and ended up getting off at 8. I came prepared with a change of clothes to go out in after work, since Melissa and the girls were supposed to be meeting up for another Girl's Night Out. I pulled my hair back into a couple of pins, and I put on a pair of peacock feather earrings with a matching necklace. I even did my eye makeup with a royal blue eyeliner, and green and gold eye shadow to match. Considering I had just gotten off work, I felt pretty put together!
Once everyone showed up, we hung out at my bar for a while and had some drinks. Then we headed over to the shot bar, because honestly, I really wanted to see Jake The Door Guy! But it was pretty crowded over there, and he was too busy to chat. So we all headed inside. Well, it turned out that Friend Boy and his entire crew was there! And his entire crew just happened to include Lindsey and Melissa's boyfriends. So much for our girl’s night! Now let me explain what went down.
Ever since I met FB, he's been "trying" to quit smoking. And let me just state for the record, I hate smoking. It's smelly, and disgusting, and a total turnoff. And the last time FB and I hung out, he told me I would never see him smoke another cigarette, because it was bad for his health.
Well on Friday night, he must have smoked at least 5 cigarettes. Ew. At one point, I even said something along the lines of, "Would you rather smoke that cigarette, or make out with me?"
And he chose the cigarette!! Ugh.
So I left him to his devices and went to mingle. I found Melissa and Tim and went to talk to them. I immediately told Melissa the story about what had just happened with FB.
Tim mumbled something unintelligible and rolled his eyes.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing..." Tim said.
"No, tell me!" I persisted.
"It's just...(Friend Boy). I can't stand him." He finally admitted. And I was pretty shocked to hear this, because FB always said he and Tim were good friends since high school. Although I did always think it was kind of odd that they never hung out when they were supposed to be such good friends.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"He just thinks so highly of himself! And it's just because he has money. He's always bragging and lording it over everybody. Dude...none of the guys understand why you're dating him. You're like...supercool and he's..." Tim trailed off.
"Hmm..." I though aloud. It wasn't the first time I'd heard these things about FB, even though I'd never seen them firsthand. But it was still a bit unsettling.
I found FB in the crowd by the bar, ordering rounds of shots. Several rounds of shots, I might add. When Jayme told him she wasn't going to serve him anymore, he practically through a hissyfit.
"What?? Is she really not gonna give me any more drinks?! I tipped that chick a hundred bucks!" he complained.
I raised my eyebrows in surprise at his tip comment.
"Yea, but...you're clearly drunk. And it's her call to make whether she feels comfortable serving you or not." I explained.
"I just can't believe that." he huffed.
The more time I spent with FB on Friday night, the less I was enjoying his company. Is this really the kind of guy that he is? Maybe I was being a little hard on him though. I wasn't about to give up on him yet.
At the end of the night, he asked if I would drive him home, and I said sure. I figured it would be a good opportunity for us to talk. And talk we did.
I told him I thought we'd moved too fast physically, and it was causing the lines in our situation to become confused and blurred. I said I thought we should slow down and maybe get to know each other better. And we talked about The Psycho a little bit. He didn't divulge anything about his ex. All he said was, "I've seen a lot of shit. And I don't talk about it with anyone." Whatever the hell that's supposed to mean...
When we got to his place, I went upstairs with him; we were still deep in conversation. He must have been really drunk though, because he kept trying to get me to take shots of vodka with him, or drink some wine. I'd stayed sober the whole night because I'm trying to save money. (I really want a Macbook Air!!) So I refused his offer for more drinks. Then he went out onto his patio and smoked another cigarette!! Even though he knows how much it bothers me. But it gets better. When he came back inside, he kept trying to make out with me, and talking about sex. Had he not been listening to anything I was saying earlier?!?
Again, I told him no, I wasn't comfortable with that. He was noticeably put off, but I didn't care. I left his apartment feeling frustrated, and annoyed. It's like the guy has 2 personalities! There's this really sweet, doting guy, who surprises me with flowers. And then there's this selfish, boastful, sex-craving, chain smoker, who I do not like at all.
Either way, I've made the decision that Friend Boy, while he is a decent guy, is definitely not the guy for me. ((sigh))
Saturday
I lounged around most of the day, which was nice. I had plenty of time to mill things over. I have to somehow figure out how to tell FB that this isn't going to work for me. Definitely not looking forward to that... And I want to subtly pursue Jake The Door Guy, while also appearing aloof and semi-unavailable. Lol. That shouldn't be an easy task either.
I had to work at 10. And I actually got to work in the well next to Bethany, so that definitely made the night go by quicker! We chatted and caught up throughout the night. I told her all about FB. And she told me about her Valentine's Day with Tugg. I also found out that at midnight, it would officially be Day Zero of Kosovo's independence. And since I work with 3 Albanian's, this was reason to celebrate. So after work, a huge group (including Jake The Door Guy!) headed over to Blinn's apartment to party. I even happened to have my camera with me, so I took tons of fun pictures.
But before I can really launch into the story of the night, I have to give you guys a bit of background on Jake and Valerie. Valerie is one of our waitresses. I know I've mentioned her before in the post where I made out with Blinn. Read back if you must, it's a pivotal post. Anyway, she's a huge bitch. And she's kind of crazy. I mean seriously, nobody at work likes her because she's a psycho bitch!! She's also like...the workplace whore. And she always preys on the new guys, you know before they really get to know anybody, or get to know about her reputation. I feel kind of bad for them actually. Well, unfortunately, Jake was one of those guys. He told me she made him feel welcome when did didn't know anybody, and that she seemed cool at first.
Well they hooked up for about a week before he came to his senses I guess. And now she's angry and bitter about it. Surprise surprise. So at the party, I noticed Jake kind of lurking in the corner by himself. So I walked up to him.
"Why don't you join us?" I asked.
"I dunno, I just like to watch people I guess." he said.
"Hm. Interesting..." I said with a sideways glance.
Just then, Valerie approached.
"You know if you were actually nice to people, you wouldn't be standing over here in the corner by yourself with no one to talk to!" she spat, in her drunken stupor.
"I'm talking to him." I said. But she just gave me a dirty look at continued to rail him. She was saying things like, he needed to "man up" and apologize to her for being such an asshole, and, "You know what your problem is?? You're aggressive! And I don't mean in bed!"
And he was literally just standing there staring blankly through her, not saying anything. I just stood there, my eyes practically popping out of my head. Then it started to get really awkward to I shuffled off in the opposite direction. I gave him a look that said, "I'm sorry! I tried!" as I walked away.
I went to talk to Nick about it.
"You know he's the only reason she's even here. Dude...she's crazy." He said.
"Yea...I feel kinda bad for Jake." I said.
Valerie was literally in Jake's face. If I'd have been in his position, I probably would have hit her.
Unsurprisingly, Jake The Door Guy left soon after that episode. And coincidentally, so did Valerie. What a fucking bitch! I mean, seriously! If you want a guy to actually like you, you can't sleep with every guy you work with!! Ugh. I hate her.
Around sunrise, I decided I should probably head home. When I got out to my car, I noticed I had a text from John. He had been at the party too.
"Sleep well sunshine." It said. WTF??
"I don't get you." I responded.
"Well you're not so clear yourself." He wrote.
Whatever. I'm not even going to mess with that. I don't feel like trying to figure him out. It's too much work.
I crashed out as soon as I got home. It was nice.
So now, I'm still here with my dilemma with FB and Jake The Door Guy. I mean, I can tell that Jake is a nice guy, but he's kind of...shy. Well, not shy, per sé, but he's not good with large crowds. So it's harder to draw him out. And I don't know how I'm going to tell Friend Boy that I don't like him anymore. He's called me twice since that night, and left me a Facebook message. I responded to his message, but I haven't returned his calls. ((sigh)) I'm just not ready to have that conversation yet.
Demetri Of The Day:
“About a month ago I got a cactus. A week later, it died. I was really depressed because I was like ‘Damn! I am less nurturing than a desert.’ (Ladies, that’s not true)”
Wednesday
I went into work at 7. It was realllly slow, and I was incredibly bored. I went to look at my phone around 9:30 and saw that I had one missed call. Jake The Door Guy!!! What a pleasant surprise! Almost immediately afterwards, he showed up. He walked right up to me, said hi and gave me a high five.
"When are you gettin' off?" he asked.
"I should be getting off in about 30 minutes!" I said, "Why? What's goin' on?"
"Well we're heading over to The Porch Swing. You should come!" he said.
"Ok. Well I might. How 'bout I give you a call when I get outa here?" I didn't wanna seem too eager.
"Ok sounds good."
I got off at 10 on the dot, and called Jake The Door Guy for directions. As it turned out, they were over at the shot bar, waiting on Blinn to finish a beer. So I went and met them over there. It was Jake, Blinn, Gavin, and Jake's friend, Darius. Sometimes it's really nice to be the only girl! We headed over to Porch Swing and had a couple drinks. It's a new bar that just opened up, and of course Blinn is friends with the owner. Jake and Gavin and I got into a pretty involved conversation about high school band. Haha. We were both in it all 4 years. I had so much fun talking to him! I noticed he doesn't come out of his shell very often around large crowds. So it was like I was really getting to know him in his element, ya know? Just as one of the guys. It was cool. We ended up going back to our work around 1, and then Jake The Door Guy had to leave, because his friend had to work tomorrow and they'd ridden together. Poo. Oh well. I still had a lot of fun.
Valentine's Day
All us girls had planned to go out for sushi, at 8pm. I had to work at 10, but everyone else was gonna barhop in midtown after dinner. However, "all us girls" ended up being just me, Amanda and Charlotte ((groan)). Melissa and Lindsey (a cute blonde in our group that I've recently gotten to know and like) were supposed to come, but since they both have boyfriends, they ended up spending the evening in.
At 5:30 I started getting ready to go, and while I was in the shower, FB called and left me a message.
"Hey Peyton, it's (Friend Boy). I just wanted to call and wish you a Happy Valentine's Day. Uhh...I hope your day is going good. Anyways I just...wanted to let you know I was thinkin' about you on Valentine's Day.
Talk to you later.
Bye."
Awwwwwe! How sweet! I was planning on pretty much ignoring the holiday all together.
Well at 7:15, I was in my car and on my way to the sushi place. I sent a text to Amanda to make sure everyone was gonna be on time. Then she wrote back and said she was waiting on Charlotte to get to her house, because she was supposed to fix her hair. Ugh. I tried calling Charlotte 3 times, but she didn't answer! How rude! I mean, you don't make plans with people, and then make everyone wait on you! Especially when some people have other shit to do! I was starting to wonder if I was even gonna have time to eat before work.
I was the first person to get to the restaurant, of course, and there was a 45-minute wait. Ugh. I was starting to get really pissed. But then I managed to nab us a table in the bar area, and finally the girls showed up. The sushi was delicious, and even though Melissa and Lindsey weren't there, we still had fun.
I got to work, and it was insanely busy!! Which was good, because it made the night go by faster, but I was definitely getting sick of watching people make out and dry hump all night.
Around 12:30, FB shows up with some of his friends.
"Hey!" I said. I was pretty surprised to see him.
"Hi. How's your night going?" he asked.
"Um..." I glanced around at the hordes of drunk people, "Ok I guess."
Just then, he pulled a dozen red roses out from under the bar and handed them to me. I was so shocked, I'm sure I was blushing furiously.
"Oh my gosh! You didn't have to do this!"
"I know. But I wanted to." he said.
"Thank you...so much." I said, taking the flowers.
I was really touched by his gesture, and also really worried. Because lately I've kinda been feeling like the spark between FB and I is fading. I mean...ever since his work hiatus, and then with Jake The Door Guy coming into play... I dunno. This always happens to me! I never want the guys I should want! And now suddenly, FB is acting all...coupley! Ugh...
Well, he and his friends didn't stay long. He said he just wanted to stop by, tell me Happy V-Day and give me the flowers. So I thanked him again, and gave him a kiss on the cheek before he left. It did cheer my night up considerably.
But while we were shutting down the bar, I couldn't help but glance at the front door every 5 minutes to see if Jake The Door guy was coming over. They usually finish cleaning at the shot bar first, and then come over for a couple beers. But of course, he never showed up. Oh well...there's always Friday.
Friday
I went into work at 3 to open the bar, still completely exhausted from the night before. I worked a small happy hour party in the back bar, and ended up getting off at 8. I came prepared with a change of clothes to go out in after work, since Melissa and the girls were supposed to be meeting up for another Girl's Night Out. I pulled my hair back into a couple of pins, and I put on a pair of peacock feather earrings with a matching necklace. I even did my eye makeup with a royal blue eyeliner, and green and gold eye shadow to match. Considering I had just gotten off work, I felt pretty put together!
Once everyone showed up, we hung out at my bar for a while and had some drinks. Then we headed over to the shot bar, because honestly, I really wanted to see Jake The Door Guy! But it was pretty crowded over there, and he was too busy to chat. So we all headed inside. Well, it turned out that Friend Boy and his entire crew was there! And his entire crew just happened to include Lindsey and Melissa's boyfriends. So much for our girl’s night! Now let me explain what went down.
Ever since I met FB, he's been "trying" to quit smoking. And let me just state for the record, I hate smoking. It's smelly, and disgusting, and a total turnoff. And the last time FB and I hung out, he told me I would never see him smoke another cigarette, because it was bad for his health.
Well on Friday night, he must have smoked at least 5 cigarettes. Ew. At one point, I even said something along the lines of, "Would you rather smoke that cigarette, or make out with me?"
And he chose the cigarette!! Ugh.
So I left him to his devices and went to mingle. I found Melissa and Tim and went to talk to them. I immediately told Melissa the story about what had just happened with FB.
Tim mumbled something unintelligible and rolled his eyes.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing..." Tim said.
"No, tell me!" I persisted.
"It's just...(Friend Boy). I can't stand him." He finally admitted. And I was pretty shocked to hear this, because FB always said he and Tim were good friends since high school. Although I did always think it was kind of odd that they never hung out when they were supposed to be such good friends.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"He just thinks so highly of himself! And it's just because he has money. He's always bragging and lording it over everybody. Dude...none of the guys understand why you're dating him. You're like...supercool and he's..." Tim trailed off.
"Hmm..." I though aloud. It wasn't the first time I'd heard these things about FB, even though I'd never seen them firsthand. But it was still a bit unsettling.
I found FB in the crowd by the bar, ordering rounds of shots. Several rounds of shots, I might add. When Jayme told him she wasn't going to serve him anymore, he practically through a hissyfit.
"What?? Is she really not gonna give me any more drinks?! I tipped that chick a hundred bucks!" he complained.
I raised my eyebrows in surprise at his tip comment.
"Yea, but...you're clearly drunk. And it's her call to make whether she feels comfortable serving you or not." I explained.
"I just can't believe that." he huffed.
The more time I spent with FB on Friday night, the less I was enjoying his company. Is this really the kind of guy that he is? Maybe I was being a little hard on him though. I wasn't about to give up on him yet.
At the end of the night, he asked if I would drive him home, and I said sure. I figured it would be a good opportunity for us to talk. And talk we did.
I told him I thought we'd moved too fast physically, and it was causing the lines in our situation to become confused and blurred. I said I thought we should slow down and maybe get to know each other better. And we talked about The Psycho a little bit. He didn't divulge anything about his ex. All he said was, "I've seen a lot of shit. And I don't talk about it with anyone." Whatever the hell that's supposed to mean...
When we got to his place, I went upstairs with him; we were still deep in conversation. He must have been really drunk though, because he kept trying to get me to take shots of vodka with him, or drink some wine. I'd stayed sober the whole night because I'm trying to save money. (I really want a Macbook Air!!) So I refused his offer for more drinks. Then he went out onto his patio and smoked another cigarette!! Even though he knows how much it bothers me. But it gets better. When he came back inside, he kept trying to make out with me, and talking about sex. Had he not been listening to anything I was saying earlier?!?
Again, I told him no, I wasn't comfortable with that. He was noticeably put off, but I didn't care. I left his apartment feeling frustrated, and annoyed. It's like the guy has 2 personalities! There's this really sweet, doting guy, who surprises me with flowers. And then there's this selfish, boastful, sex-craving, chain smoker, who I do not like at all.
Either way, I've made the decision that Friend Boy, while he is a decent guy, is definitely not the guy for me. ((sigh))
Saturday
I lounged around most of the day, which was nice. I had plenty of time to mill things over. I have to somehow figure out how to tell FB that this isn't going to work for me. Definitely not looking forward to that... And I want to subtly pursue Jake The Door Guy, while also appearing aloof and semi-unavailable. Lol. That shouldn't be an easy task either.
I had to work at 10. And I actually got to work in the well next to Bethany, so that definitely made the night go by quicker! We chatted and caught up throughout the night. I told her all about FB. And she told me about her Valentine's Day with Tugg. I also found out that at midnight, it would officially be Day Zero of Kosovo's independence. And since I work with 3 Albanian's, this was reason to celebrate. So after work, a huge group (including Jake The Door Guy!) headed over to Blinn's apartment to party. I even happened to have my camera with me, so I took tons of fun pictures.
But before I can really launch into the story of the night, I have to give you guys a bit of background on Jake and Valerie. Valerie is one of our waitresses. I know I've mentioned her before in the post where I made out with Blinn. Read back if you must, it's a pivotal post. Anyway, she's a huge bitch. And she's kind of crazy. I mean seriously, nobody at work likes her because she's a psycho bitch!! She's also like...the workplace whore. And she always preys on the new guys, you know before they really get to know anybody, or get to know about her reputation. I feel kind of bad for them actually. Well, unfortunately, Jake was one of those guys. He told me she made him feel welcome when did didn't know anybody, and that she seemed cool at first.
Well they hooked up for about a week before he came to his senses I guess. And now she's angry and bitter about it. Surprise surprise. So at the party, I noticed Jake kind of lurking in the corner by himself. So I walked up to him.
"Why don't you join us?" I asked.
"I dunno, I just like to watch people I guess." he said.
"Hm. Interesting..." I said with a sideways glance.
Just then, Valerie approached.
"You know if you were actually nice to people, you wouldn't be standing over here in the corner by yourself with no one to talk to!" she spat, in her drunken stupor.
"I'm talking to him." I said. But she just gave me a dirty look at continued to rail him. She was saying things like, he needed to "man up" and apologize to her for being such an asshole, and, "You know what your problem is?? You're aggressive! And I don't mean in bed!"
And he was literally just standing there staring blankly through her, not saying anything. I just stood there, my eyes practically popping out of my head. Then it started to get really awkward to I shuffled off in the opposite direction. I gave him a look that said, "I'm sorry! I tried!" as I walked away.
I went to talk to Nick about it.
"You know he's the only reason she's even here. Dude...she's crazy." He said.
"Yea...I feel kinda bad for Jake." I said.
Valerie was literally in Jake's face. If I'd have been in his position, I probably would have hit her.
Unsurprisingly, Jake The Door Guy left soon after that episode. And coincidentally, so did Valerie. What a fucking bitch! I mean, seriously! If you want a guy to actually like you, you can't sleep with every guy you work with!! Ugh. I hate her.
Around sunrise, I decided I should probably head home. When I got out to my car, I noticed I had a text from John. He had been at the party too.
"Sleep well sunshine." It said. WTF??
"I don't get you." I responded.
"Well you're not so clear yourself." He wrote.
Whatever. I'm not even going to mess with that. I don't feel like trying to figure him out. It's too much work.
I crashed out as soon as I got home. It was nice.
So now, I'm still here with my dilemma with FB and Jake The Door Guy. I mean, I can tell that Jake is a nice guy, but he's kind of...shy. Well, not shy, per sé, but he's not good with large crowds. So it's harder to draw him out. And I don't know how I'm going to tell Friend Boy that I don't like him anymore. He's called me twice since that night, and left me a Facebook message. I responded to his message, but I haven't returned his calls. ((sigh)) I'm just not ready to have that conversation yet.
Demetri Of The Day:
“About a month ago I got a cactus. A week later, it died. I was really depressed because I was like ‘Damn! I am less nurturing than a desert.’ (Ladies, that’s not true)”
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
To Blog, Or Not To Blog...?
Today is Jake The Door Guy's birthday. I sent him a text last night at like 3:30am (since I'm a raging insomniac!) and he wrote back a thank you this morning at like 6:15.
Also, Friend Boy texted me a whopping three times today!! That's a record. I'll paste.
FB: What's goin on? How was ur day?
Me: Just finished watching a movie. My day was relaxing. How bout you?
FB: Pretty eventful. Lunch, school, haircut, grocery, workout, and am now getting chicken noodle soup. Woo hoo!
Melissa said not to respond, since he didn't ask a question, and he'd be sure to text me back. (I was on the phone with her when he was writing me.) Sure enough! I got another text 7 minutes later.
FB: Asked for extra everything on the soup and they came back with an exploding bowl of deliciousness! Yes!
He's such a dork. Lol. On Sunday, we went and ate at this deli, and he kept on raving about their chicken noodle soup. But when it came, he said it didn't have enough noodles. Again, I didn't respond. I'm just gonna play it cool for a while. Perhaps we'll switch roles for once.
And as for all the comments, I just wanna set a few things straight in a very nondefensive, nonconfrontational way. Not starting anything, just stating for the record.
1. I don not think I am "hot shit" by any means. I mean, judging by what people have told me, I would say that I'm better looking than "most" people, but I do not think I am flawless whatsoever. I'm just confident with who I am. I've been told I look like Terri Hatcher, and Jessica Beal in the face. As for my body, I'm tall and slim, but not thin. I would say my body is most like Katherine Heigl's. And I'm working to get some better tone for the summer. I also do not discount any girl for shooting for the stars. It's the way Charlotte literally throws herself at guys that disgusts me. I don't think I'm better than anyone, because who am I to judge who a person is on the inside?? All I can see is what is on the outside at a first glance. And I did apologize for my fat girl comment. I know I crossed the line on that one, I just got a little carried away in my venting.
2. I am not promiscuous, nor do I have a reputation for being so, nor am I anyone's call girl. Especially not Friend Boy's. Friend Boy has only slept with 1 or 2 other people, and he's not just looking for a piece of ass. I know we moved too fast physically, but hey, that was my call to make, and I don't regret it. I definitely will not do that with Jake The Door Guy, if it ever even comes to that.
3. I don't want any of you to think that I feel I'm superior to anyone else, or that I think I'm perfect, or that I'm shallow, or conceited. I have a multi-faceted personality. Sometimes the ugly in me comes out in my blogs, because I choose not to reveal that side of myself in person. We are all guilty of thinking mean thoughts. I just use this blog as a way to channel those thoughts...to get them off my chest. And usually, after I see them in writing, I realize how dumb they are. (i.e. the fat comment)
So basically...I'm about to reach 100 posts. Should I stop blogging? Am I doing more harm than good? I don't want this to be a medium where I feel guilty for the things I write. They're just my thoughts poured out on paper. Well not paper, but you know what I mean.
Demetri Of The Day:
“Swimming is a confusing sport, because sometimes you do it for fun, and other times you do it to not die. And when I’m swimming, sometimes I’m not sure which one it is. I gotta go by the outfit. Pants - uh oh. Bathing suit - okay. Naked - we’ll see. Should I be swimming faster, or am I getting laid?”
Also, Friend Boy texted me a whopping three times today!! That's a record. I'll paste.
FB: What's goin on? How was ur day?
Me: Just finished watching a movie. My day was relaxing. How bout you?
FB: Pretty eventful. Lunch, school, haircut, grocery, workout, and am now getting chicken noodle soup. Woo hoo!
Melissa said not to respond, since he didn't ask a question, and he'd be sure to text me back. (I was on the phone with her when he was writing me.) Sure enough! I got another text 7 minutes later.
FB: Asked for extra everything on the soup and they came back with an exploding bowl of deliciousness! Yes!
He's such a dork. Lol. On Sunday, we went and ate at this deli, and he kept on raving about their chicken noodle soup. But when it came, he said it didn't have enough noodles. Again, I didn't respond. I'm just gonna play it cool for a while. Perhaps we'll switch roles for once.
And as for all the comments, I just wanna set a few things straight in a very nondefensive, nonconfrontational way. Not starting anything, just stating for the record.
1. I don not think I am "hot shit" by any means. I mean, judging by what people have told me, I would say that I'm better looking than "most" people, but I do not think I am flawless whatsoever. I'm just confident with who I am. I've been told I look like Terri Hatcher, and Jessica Beal in the face. As for my body, I'm tall and slim, but not thin. I would say my body is most like Katherine Heigl's. And I'm working to get some better tone for the summer. I also do not discount any girl for shooting for the stars. It's the way Charlotte literally throws herself at guys that disgusts me. I don't think I'm better than anyone, because who am I to judge who a person is on the inside?? All I can see is what is on the outside at a first glance. And I did apologize for my fat girl comment. I know I crossed the line on that one, I just got a little carried away in my venting.
2. I am not promiscuous, nor do I have a reputation for being so, nor am I anyone's call girl. Especially not Friend Boy's. Friend Boy has only slept with 1 or 2 other people, and he's not just looking for a piece of ass. I know we moved too fast physically, but hey, that was my call to make, and I don't regret it. I definitely will not do that with Jake The Door Guy, if it ever even comes to that.
3. I don't want any of you to think that I feel I'm superior to anyone else, or that I think I'm perfect, or that I'm shallow, or conceited. I have a multi-faceted personality. Sometimes the ugly in me comes out in my blogs, because I choose not to reveal that side of myself in person. We are all guilty of thinking mean thoughts. I just use this blog as a way to channel those thoughts...to get them off my chest. And usually, after I see them in writing, I realize how dumb they are. (i.e. the fat comment)
So basically...I'm about to reach 100 posts. Should I stop blogging? Am I doing more harm than good? I don't want this to be a medium where I feel guilty for the things I write. They're just my thoughts poured out on paper. Well not paper, but you know what I mean.
Demetri Of The Day:
“Swimming is a confusing sport, because sometimes you do it for fun, and other times you do it to not die. And when I’m swimming, sometimes I’m not sure which one it is. I gotta go by the outfit. Pants - uh oh. Bathing suit - okay. Naked - we’ll see. Should I be swimming faster, or am I getting laid?”
Monday, February 11, 2008
Ixnay on the Extay
First of all, thanks for all your comments! I appreciate the advice, and for the most part, I agree with all of you. The main reason I wrote that text was because Melissa told me I should! And usually, she gives good advice when it comes to guys. And I figured, what do I have to lose? So I sent it. And today, I got my response.
"Well I just got out of a 4 1/2 year relationship. Right now I'm trying to figure things out and can't commit to anything. I do enjoy hanging out with you a lot & would like to continue to do so."
I wrote back.
"I get that. I'm not trying to give you any ultimatums or anything. And I appreciate you being honest with me. I was merely curious."
So that's that. And I'm kind of glad it's out of the way. Because to be honest, I was afraid he might say he did wanna be in a relationship! Because the more that I think about it, I don't think I want that with him. At least not right now. And especially with my feelings for Jake The Door Guy surfacing... Ugh. Everything is such a mess. But I'm not going to call or text Friend Boy anymore. Period. If he calls me, that's fine. If he texts me, fine. But other than that, I'm not going to initiate any contact.
And as for Jake The Door Guy, he and I are now Facebook friends. And he just "mooned" me on SuperPoke. Lol. And get this! Charlotte recently friended him and has been unabashedly flirting with him on Facebook!! It's quite sickening actually. I mean I hate to say it but...she really aims too high. She always goes for guys that are just way out of her league! I mean, don't get me wrong, she's a nice girl, and she's cute, but she's short and fat! Not exactly what most guys look for in a girl. And she always goes for these superhot guys! I guess if she can get 'em then good for her but...whatever. It's just kind of pathetic the way she throws herself at them. Wow, I sound like a superficial bitch right now. It's just that after the whole incident with she and I and Friend Boy, I lost a lot of respect for her I guess.
I'm going to watch a flag football game with Melissa and Amanda in about an hour. Melissa's boyfriend, Tim is on the team and they have games every Monday night. So that should be fun, and low key. I'm gonna bring my camera and hopefully I'll get some decent shots.
Well, that's about all for now! Keep up the advice! Lord knows I need it!
P.S. Didn't anybody dig my new outfit!??
Demetri Of The Day:
“When you have a fat friend there are no see-saws. Only catapults.”
"Well I just got out of a 4 1/2 year relationship. Right now I'm trying to figure things out and can't commit to anything. I do enjoy hanging out with you a lot & would like to continue to do so."
I wrote back.
"I get that. I'm not trying to give you any ultimatums or anything. And I appreciate you being honest with me. I was merely curious."
So that's that. And I'm kind of glad it's out of the way. Because to be honest, I was afraid he might say he did wanna be in a relationship! Because the more that I think about it, I don't think I want that with him. At least not right now. And especially with my feelings for Jake The Door Guy surfacing... Ugh. Everything is such a mess. But I'm not going to call or text Friend Boy anymore. Period. If he calls me, that's fine. If he texts me, fine. But other than that, I'm not going to initiate any contact.
And as for Jake The Door Guy, he and I are now Facebook friends. And he just "mooned" me on SuperPoke. Lol. And get this! Charlotte recently friended him and has been unabashedly flirting with him on Facebook!! It's quite sickening actually. I mean I hate to say it but...she really aims too high. She always goes for guys that are just way out of her league! I mean, don't get me wrong, she's a nice girl, and she's cute, but she's short and fat! Not exactly what most guys look for in a girl. And she always goes for these superhot guys! I guess if she can get 'em then good for her but...whatever. It's just kind of pathetic the way she throws herself at them. Wow, I sound like a superficial bitch right now. It's just that after the whole incident with she and I and Friend Boy, I lost a lot of respect for her I guess.
I'm going to watch a flag football game with Melissa and Amanda in about an hour. Melissa's boyfriend, Tim is on the team and they have games every Monday night. So that should be fun, and low key. I'm gonna bring my camera and hopefully I'll get some decent shots.
Well, that's about all for now! Keep up the advice! Lord knows I need it!
P.S. Didn't anybody dig my new outfit!??
Demetri Of The Day:
“When you have a fat friend there are no see-saws. Only catapults.”
Sunday, February 10, 2008
I like...
...Jake the door guy. ((sigh))
Went out last night in my new pink pumps,
and my sexy new little black dress.
I even tied a matching silk pink ribbon around my neck. I felt like a million bucks! Anyways, I spent some time talking to Jake last night, and I'm just...so intrigued by him, that I can't help it! And what with FB being so distant lately...I dunno. I did stay with him last night though, and he hung out with us too last night. I had so much fun. But I'm starting to wonder if things with FB are just not going anywhere. I mean, he hasn't mentioned anything to me about how he feels, and it just seems like a stalemate right now. I don't know... I mean he's a great guy and I like him, but now I'm interested in Jake the door guy! AHHHH!!! Why do I always do this to myself!?
Maybe it's my subconscience telling me I'm not ready for a relationship. ((Sigh))
Anyway, I did send Friend Boy a text. Here's what it said: Hey I'm curious and I just have to ask...what do you think about me? I mean I don't really know what we're doing. I like you, and I have a lot of fun hanging out with you. But is this just like...casual sex to you or what? Don't take this the wrong way or anything, I just would like to know.
He hasn't written back yet. And it's been about an hour. So...I dunno. Maybe he's sleeping already.
As for Jake The Door Guy, I talked to Melissa about it, and she thinks I should "have fun with it" and see what happens. So I guess that's what I'm going to do. Just ride it out.
Demetri Of The Day:
“I like clothes, you know. I dig fabrics. One of my favorite clothing patterns is camouflage. Because when you’re in the woods it makes you blend in. But when you’re not, it does just the opposite. It’s like, ‘Hey, there’s an asshole.’ But when you’re in the woods you’re like, ‘Is there an asshole out here?’ They look like trees.”
Went out last night in my new pink pumps,
and my sexy new little black dress.
I even tied a matching silk pink ribbon around my neck. I felt like a million bucks! Anyways, I spent some time talking to Jake last night, and I'm just...so intrigued by him, that I can't help it! And what with FB being so distant lately...I dunno. I did stay with him last night though, and he hung out with us too last night. I had so much fun. But I'm starting to wonder if things with FB are just not going anywhere. I mean, he hasn't mentioned anything to me about how he feels, and it just seems like a stalemate right now. I don't know... I mean he's a great guy and I like him, but now I'm interested in Jake the door guy! AHHHH!!! Why do I always do this to myself!?
Maybe it's my subconscience telling me I'm not ready for a relationship. ((Sigh))
Anyway, I did send Friend Boy a text. Here's what it said: Hey I'm curious and I just have to ask...what do you think about me? I mean I don't really know what we're doing. I like you, and I have a lot of fun hanging out with you. But is this just like...casual sex to you or what? Don't take this the wrong way or anything, I just would like to know.
He hasn't written back yet. And it's been about an hour. So...I dunno. Maybe he's sleeping already.
As for Jake The Door Guy, I talked to Melissa about it, and she thinks I should "have fun with it" and see what happens. So I guess that's what I'm going to do. Just ride it out.
Demetri Of The Day:
“I like clothes, you know. I dig fabrics. One of my favorite clothing patterns is camouflage. Because when you’re in the woods it makes you blend in. But when you’re not, it does just the opposite. It’s like, ‘Hey, there’s an asshole.’ But when you’re in the woods you’re like, ‘Is there an asshole out here?’ They look like trees.”
Friday, February 8, 2008
Friend Boy, Jake and Vette Guy
I gave in and texted FB yesterday. I just don't want him to think that because of our conversation the other day, that I'm gonna go off and forget about him. So I wrote, "You know...I'm starting to miss you!"
About 4 hours later, he responded.
"We will hang out soon. I got a lot of responsibility right now. Hang in there."
Melissa didn't like that comment about me "hanging in there".
"As if you just...don't have a life?!" she said.
Lol.
Omg, he just texted me! Brb.
Ok he said, "Today is outrageously beautiful!"
I'm on the phone with Melissa right now and she said he must be thinking about me. I sure hope so! I'll text him back in a little while...
Last night at work, I parked my car over by the shot bar because I never get towed, and it's just a couple blocks over from my bar. As I was walking over, I saw Jake, the door guy, standing outside the shot bar. I was on the phone, but he said hi and came over to give me a hug. I got off the phone so I could talk to him for a little bit. I can't really tell for sure, but I think he may be interested in me. I'm just a little suspicious of his motives, you know since he was talking to Melissa.
So work was definitely great. Haha. Vette Guy came in. Yup, a blast from the past. And he just swaggered up to me and said, "Hey babe! How have you been?"
You know, like nothing ever happened between us. As if he didn't act like an immature asshat the last time I saw him. Anyways, I kinda gave him the eyebrow raise, told him I was fine
"You need a haircut!" I couldn't help but blurt out. He looked completely unkempt and ridiculous.
"Oh...yea well Dolce won't let me cut it, they want it long for this shoot..." I stopped listening at this point. He's so fucking full of it. I really wish The Model and he could meet, and that I could be there. So he would shut up about his stupid pathetic small-town runway gigs that he thinks make him the shit.
Anyways, then I asked him what he wanted to drink. Well it just so happened, that the barback had just stacked some clean glasses on my glass rack. And they were still wet. So I reached to pick one up and it slipped out of my hand and broke. No big deal, all of us bartenders break glasses all the time!
But Vette Guy goes, "Am I making you nervous??" with that sickeningly familiar smirk of his.
But before I could even respond, the blonde standing next to him said, "She should be making you nervous! She's way hotter than you are!"
I busted out laughing!
"I fucking love you!" I said to the girl, and I gave her a high five, and walked away in a fit of giggles. That totally made my night.
And just for the record, I don't know how I was ever into that guy! He's so completely juvenile! Ugh...thank god I didn't have to see him again for the rest of the night.
Well after work, while we were all counting money, Jake came over to my bar and pulled up a chair right next to me. I mean right next to me...touching me. Again, I was on the phone, with Bethany this time cuz she and Tugg were in a huge fight. Why do people always call me with their drama?? ((sigh)) That's what happens when you're a good listener I guess. Lol. Anyways, Jake and I ended up talking for the rest of the night, about work, school, etc. We both went to the same university, so it was nice to reminisce with him. Then I went to clock out, and I yelled, "Who wants to walk me to my car??" Because we never walk alone; it's dangerous.
"I will." Jake volunteered. Again...interested??
So he drove me over there actually, and it was a very short drive, so there wasn't much time for talk. But...I dunno. I haven't really been able to get him out of my head since. I mean, I think he's gorgeous for one. And secondly, all that stuff he told me on Superbowl Sunday about looking for a girlfriend... If that's true, would he really be just trying to play me? Maybe he just wants to be friends, but I dunno...I just get this vibe from him. It's a little too intense for friendship, ya know?
Well I know I'm gonna see him again at work tonight. Perhaps I'll park at the shot bar again just so I can see him. Omg I'm so horrible! AH! I just can't help but be intrigued. I mean if he and Melissa had never ended up talking, however brief that was, I probably would have pursued him. But then I met FB, and I do really like him, but he can't seem to give me the time of day! ((Sigh))
I'm meeting Melissa and her boyfriend for sushi tonight before work. I can't wait!! I freakin' love sushi. Well...that's all for now I suppose!
Demetri Of The Day:
“I saw a guy at a party wearing a leather jacket and I thought, ‘That is cool.’ But then I saw another guy wearing a leather vest and I thought, ‘That is not cool’. Then I figured it out: ‘Cool’ is all about leather sleeves.”
About 4 hours later, he responded.
"We will hang out soon. I got a lot of responsibility right now. Hang in there."
Melissa didn't like that comment about me "hanging in there".
"As if you just...don't have a life?!" she said.
Lol.
Omg, he just texted me! Brb.
Ok he said, "Today is outrageously beautiful!"
I'm on the phone with Melissa right now and she said he must be thinking about me. I sure hope so! I'll text him back in a little while...
Last night at work, I parked my car over by the shot bar because I never get towed, and it's just a couple blocks over from my bar. As I was walking over, I saw Jake, the door guy, standing outside the shot bar. I was on the phone, but he said hi and came over to give me a hug. I got off the phone so I could talk to him for a little bit. I can't really tell for sure, but I think he may be interested in me. I'm just a little suspicious of his motives, you know since he was talking to Melissa.
So work was definitely great. Haha. Vette Guy came in. Yup, a blast from the past. And he just swaggered up to me and said, "Hey babe! How have you been?"
You know, like nothing ever happened between us. As if he didn't act like an immature asshat the last time I saw him. Anyways, I kinda gave him the eyebrow raise, told him I was fine
"You need a haircut!" I couldn't help but blurt out. He looked completely unkempt and ridiculous.
"Oh...yea well Dolce won't let me cut it, they want it long for this shoot..." I stopped listening at this point. He's so fucking full of it. I really wish The Model and he could meet, and that I could be there. So he would shut up about his stupid pathetic small-town runway gigs that he thinks make him the shit.
Anyways, then I asked him what he wanted to drink. Well it just so happened, that the barback had just stacked some clean glasses on my glass rack. And they were still wet. So I reached to pick one up and it slipped out of my hand and broke. No big deal, all of us bartenders break glasses all the time!
But Vette Guy goes, "Am I making you nervous??" with that sickeningly familiar smirk of his.
But before I could even respond, the blonde standing next to him said, "She should be making you nervous! She's way hotter than you are!"
I busted out laughing!
"I fucking love you!" I said to the girl, and I gave her a high five, and walked away in a fit of giggles. That totally made my night.
And just for the record, I don't know how I was ever into that guy! He's so completely juvenile! Ugh...thank god I didn't have to see him again for the rest of the night.
Well after work, while we were all counting money, Jake came over to my bar and pulled up a chair right next to me. I mean right next to me...touching me. Again, I was on the phone, with Bethany this time cuz she and Tugg were in a huge fight. Why do people always call me with their drama?? ((sigh)) That's what happens when you're a good listener I guess. Lol. Anyways, Jake and I ended up talking for the rest of the night, about work, school, etc. We both went to the same university, so it was nice to reminisce with him. Then I went to clock out, and I yelled, "Who wants to walk me to my car??" Because we never walk alone; it's dangerous.
"I will." Jake volunteered. Again...interested??
So he drove me over there actually, and it was a very short drive, so there wasn't much time for talk. But...I dunno. I haven't really been able to get him out of my head since. I mean, I think he's gorgeous for one. And secondly, all that stuff he told me on Superbowl Sunday about looking for a girlfriend... If that's true, would he really be just trying to play me? Maybe he just wants to be friends, but I dunno...I just get this vibe from him. It's a little too intense for friendship, ya know?
Well I know I'm gonna see him again at work tonight. Perhaps I'll park at the shot bar again just so I can see him. Omg I'm so horrible! AH! I just can't help but be intrigued. I mean if he and Melissa had never ended up talking, however brief that was, I probably would have pursued him. But then I met FB, and I do really like him, but he can't seem to give me the time of day! ((Sigh))
I'm meeting Melissa and her boyfriend for sushi tonight before work. I can't wait!! I freakin' love sushi. Well...that's all for now I suppose!
Demetri Of The Day:
“I saw a guy at a party wearing a leather jacket and I thought, ‘That is cool.’ But then I saw another guy wearing a leather vest and I thought, ‘That is not cool’. Then I figured it out: ‘Cool’ is all about leather sleeves.”
Monday, February 4, 2008
Superbowl Sunday
((sigh))
Things with FB had been going so well. Our date went great, we hung out all day Friday, and made plans for Superbowl Sunday. He said he wanted to take me to a museum. And we'd also planned on going to the same Superbowl party. But then, Sunday rolls around, and I don't hear a thing from him. Not to mention he didn't call me at all on Saturday either, although he did text. But a text does not constitute a phone call. Well, I waited and waited Sunday, because I didn't know how I was gonna make plans, and then finally, at like 5, he calls...to cancel. He said he was tired, and burned out, and wanted to stay home and rest because his first day of work was Monday. Which would have been acceptable, except that 2 of his guy friends were over there playing Guitar Hero when I was on the phone with him. I was really upset about him bailing on me, since that pretty much ruined my plans for the whole day. And I'm sure he could tell I sounded not quite like myself on the phone. He told me to call him later. Which I did, because I decided, maybe he just needed a little convincing to come out with everyone. But he didn't answer. As usual. He seriously never answers my phone calls. I mean he pretty much calls me every day, but when he does, he never mentions my calls or texts, so it's like...I never called or texted! And I dunno what to make of that.
So today, I was just really pissed, and hurt, and doubtful. I mean, I hope this doesn't have anything do to with fucking Valentine's Day. I seriously hate Valentine's Day. It's just relationship jeopardy. Ugh. So I went and met up with Bethany at my work. A bunch of people were hanging out there for the Superbowl. Including Jake, the (not so new anymore) door guy who I happen to think is smokin' hot. And so, I started talking to him, and flirting, obviously. And he was actually having a real conversation with me. About like...what he's looking for in a girl and stuff, and how he actually wants to have a girlfriend. Blabla... And the funny thing was, everything he was describing was pretty much...well me! And I'm not being conceited! But he said he wants a challenge, not a pushover. Not someone who will be all about him and just do whatever he says, but someone who will talk back. Someone who's fun and not afraid to speak her mind. Etc etc... So I'm not really sure why he was telling me this, but then Bethany walked up and he was like, "I can't talk to you about this in front of her." And when I asked why, he just said, "I dunno...because I just...trust you."
How weird is that??
He ended up inviting me to hang out with him and his friend afterwards, and I got his number. But then he just went home, so we didn't hang out. And now I'm just really depressed about FB because I really like him and I don't want things between he and I to be over before they've even really started. I just don't know what to think. And I can't deal with him blowing me off and not answering my phone calls, but I dunno how to tell him that. So...I'm pretty much screwed. And I refuse to call him. Even if he calls me, I'm not gonna answer till like the second or third time he calls, because this is bullshit. I don't think I deserve this. ((sigh))
Why do guys have to make the simplest things so complicated?
I like you. You like me. What's so hard about that??? Maybe I should leave a note in his locker...
P.S. I can't believe the Patriots lost. Gay...
Demetri Of The Day:
"The digital camera is a great invention because it allows us to reminisce. Instantly. Puh chuck; 'Look at us! We were so young. Standing right there. Wow, where does the minute go?'"
Things with FB had been going so well. Our date went great, we hung out all day Friday, and made plans for Superbowl Sunday. He said he wanted to take me to a museum. And we'd also planned on going to the same Superbowl party. But then, Sunday rolls around, and I don't hear a thing from him. Not to mention he didn't call me at all on Saturday either, although he did text. But a text does not constitute a phone call. Well, I waited and waited Sunday, because I didn't know how I was gonna make plans, and then finally, at like 5, he calls...to cancel. He said he was tired, and burned out, and wanted to stay home and rest because his first day of work was Monday. Which would have been acceptable, except that 2 of his guy friends were over there playing Guitar Hero when I was on the phone with him. I was really upset about him bailing on me, since that pretty much ruined my plans for the whole day. And I'm sure he could tell I sounded not quite like myself on the phone. He told me to call him later. Which I did, because I decided, maybe he just needed a little convincing to come out with everyone. But he didn't answer. As usual. He seriously never answers my phone calls. I mean he pretty much calls me every day, but when he does, he never mentions my calls or texts, so it's like...I never called or texted! And I dunno what to make of that.
So today, I was just really pissed, and hurt, and doubtful. I mean, I hope this doesn't have anything do to with fucking Valentine's Day. I seriously hate Valentine's Day. It's just relationship jeopardy. Ugh. So I went and met up with Bethany at my work. A bunch of people were hanging out there for the Superbowl. Including Jake, the (not so new anymore) door guy who I happen to think is smokin' hot. And so, I started talking to him, and flirting, obviously. And he was actually having a real conversation with me. About like...what he's looking for in a girl and stuff, and how he actually wants to have a girlfriend. Blabla... And the funny thing was, everything he was describing was pretty much...well me! And I'm not being conceited! But he said he wants a challenge, not a pushover. Not someone who will be all about him and just do whatever he says, but someone who will talk back. Someone who's fun and not afraid to speak her mind. Etc etc... So I'm not really sure why he was telling me this, but then Bethany walked up and he was like, "I can't talk to you about this in front of her." And when I asked why, he just said, "I dunno...because I just...trust you."
How weird is that??
He ended up inviting me to hang out with him and his friend afterwards, and I got his number. But then he just went home, so we didn't hang out. And now I'm just really depressed about FB because I really like him and I don't want things between he and I to be over before they've even really started. I just don't know what to think. And I can't deal with him blowing me off and not answering my phone calls, but I dunno how to tell him that. So...I'm pretty much screwed. And I refuse to call him. Even if he calls me, I'm not gonna answer till like the second or third time he calls, because this is bullshit. I don't think I deserve this. ((sigh))
Why do guys have to make the simplest things so complicated?
I like you. You like me. What's so hard about that??? Maybe I should leave a note in his locker...
P.S. I can't believe the Patriots lost. Gay...
Demetri Of The Day:
"The digital camera is a great invention because it allows us to reminisce. Instantly. Puh chuck; 'Look at us! We were so young. Standing right there. Wow, where does the minute go?'"
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Get A Date in 2008
New Years Eve was bittersweet. Melissa and I went shopping for outfits that morning, but then she came down with a fever and had to go home! So I was worried she wasn't going to make it out! She also confessed to me while we were shopping, that Jake, the new door guy, asked for her number, and she gave it to him!
"Are you mad?? I'm so sorry! I know you think he's hot! I was wasted!"
"No, I don't care..."
I said that because it was my first reaction, and because my mind was a bit preoccupied with The Model, but later I realized, I DO care! That sucks! How come all the guys I'm interested in are never interested in me?! But it's not Melissa's fault she's so likeable. ((sigh)) Anyways, I found a really pretty black sequined halter to wear to work.
When I got home from shopping, my mom said she and my aunt Jessica wanna set me up with my 14-year-old cousin, Noelle's, riding instructor's son. (That's a mouthful, I know!) But apparently he's 27, he has a good job, he rides horses, he's really hot, and he speaks French! He's tall with wavy black hair...sounds dreamy! Only problem is, they live in Louisiana! But Jessica says he works out of Houston, so we'll see. I told them to commence with the set up. What have I got to lose??
Well, I spent the next few hours showering, getting ready and fixing my hair. I was almost late for work because I took so long! When I got there, Melissa, Amanda and them were already there, and they stuck me in the back bar, which sucked! Lately they've been putting me up front, now that I have more seniority, and I guess I've proven myself. So I hate going back in the other bar. It's stuffy and small, and you can't see anyone! So my night started off pretty crappy. Plus, there was no sign of The Model. But after about an hour and half, they sent me back up to the front! So that was a turn for the best! Once I got up there, it was about 11, and I took several shots! Management was being a lot more lenient on our drinking since it was a holiday, and all the employees were drinking! Ali and I were working side by side, and she and I have started to become friends! She likes working with me up front cuz she says I'm the only one who can keep up. :)
So we had a pretty good time. Then, as midnight started to creep up, I began to get anxious. There was still no sign of The Model!
Nick told me that if he saw him kissing another girl, he'd punch him in his face. I told him he would do no such thing! But he said he just doesn't wanna see me cry. Awwe! That is probably the sweetest thing he's ever said to me.
Well, midnight came and went...no Model, no kiss.
My night went back to being shitty. And it was so insanely busy, that we ran out of well vodka, Absolut vodka (which is our call), and all our glasswear! It was absolute chaos!! So I was trying to get caught up making waitress tickets, and serving shots in pint glasses, when I looked up and there he was, in all his beauty and magnificence!
"Hey Peyton!"
I flushed immediately, partly cuz of the alcohol, and partly cuz of the way he looked at me.
"Oh..." I stammered, "Hey! Where have you guys been!"
"We were hanging out with the family for a little bit."
I made The Model and Mitchell some shots, which we all took, and the night got a little better. ;)
I kept a closer watch on him than I should have probably, to see if he was with any girls, but I didn't notice any. Still no New Years Kiss for me though. :(
The rest of the night was rather monotonous. Most of the employees were drunk by the end of the night. We made really good money though. I went home feeling placated, but lonely. ((sigh)) And I'm pretty sure The Model has already gone back to New York.
Well at least he didn't do anything to piss me off.
I'm really excited about my photoshoot with Amy this Saturday! Amanda is letting us use her room because she's got a great bedroom set! I've been looking at boudoir pics all week to get ideas. I want them to be kind of like 50's pin-up style; tasteful, but sexy.
Well, I guess what I need to start focusing on now is finding a job, and getting a date! Any suggestions?
Mitch Of The Day:
"I saw a billboard for the lottery. It said, "Estimated lottery jackpot 55 million dollars." I did not know that was estimated. That would suck if you won and they said, "Oh, we were off by two zeroes. We estimate that you are angry.'"
"Are you mad?? I'm so sorry! I know you think he's hot! I was wasted!"
"No, I don't care..."
I said that because it was my first reaction, and because my mind was a bit preoccupied with The Model, but later I realized, I DO care! That sucks! How come all the guys I'm interested in are never interested in me?! But it's not Melissa's fault she's so likeable. ((sigh)) Anyways, I found a really pretty black sequined halter to wear to work.
When I got home from shopping, my mom said she and my aunt Jessica wanna set me up with my 14-year-old cousin, Noelle's, riding instructor's son. (That's a mouthful, I know!) But apparently he's 27, he has a good job, he rides horses, he's really hot, and he speaks French! He's tall with wavy black hair...sounds dreamy! Only problem is, they live in Louisiana! But Jessica says he works out of Houston, so we'll see. I told them to commence with the set up. What have I got to lose??
Well, I spent the next few hours showering, getting ready and fixing my hair. I was almost late for work because I took so long! When I got there, Melissa, Amanda and them were already there, and they stuck me in the back bar, which sucked! Lately they've been putting me up front, now that I have more seniority, and I guess I've proven myself. So I hate going back in the other bar. It's stuffy and small, and you can't see anyone! So my night started off pretty crappy. Plus, there was no sign of The Model. But after about an hour and half, they sent me back up to the front! So that was a turn for the best! Once I got up there, it was about 11, and I took several shots! Management was being a lot more lenient on our drinking since it was a holiday, and all the employees were drinking! Ali and I were working side by side, and she and I have started to become friends! She likes working with me up front cuz she says I'm the only one who can keep up. :)
So we had a pretty good time. Then, as midnight started to creep up, I began to get anxious. There was still no sign of The Model!
Nick told me that if he saw him kissing another girl, he'd punch him in his face. I told him he would do no such thing! But he said he just doesn't wanna see me cry. Awwe! That is probably the sweetest thing he's ever said to me.
Well, midnight came and went...no Model, no kiss.
My night went back to being shitty. And it was so insanely busy, that we ran out of well vodka, Absolut vodka (which is our call), and all our glasswear! It was absolute chaos!! So I was trying to get caught up making waitress tickets, and serving shots in pint glasses, when I looked up and there he was, in all his beauty and magnificence!
"Hey Peyton!"
I flushed immediately, partly cuz of the alcohol, and partly cuz of the way he looked at me.
"Oh..." I stammered, "Hey! Where have you guys been!"
"We were hanging out with the family for a little bit."
I made The Model and Mitchell some shots, which we all took, and the night got a little better. ;)
I kept a closer watch on him than I should have probably, to see if he was with any girls, but I didn't notice any. Still no New Years Kiss for me though. :(
The rest of the night was rather monotonous. Most of the employees were drunk by the end of the night. We made really good money though. I went home feeling placated, but lonely. ((sigh)) And I'm pretty sure The Model has already gone back to New York.
Well at least he didn't do anything to piss me off.
I'm really excited about my photoshoot with Amy this Saturday! Amanda is letting us use her room because she's got a great bedroom set! I've been looking at boudoir pics all week to get ideas. I want them to be kind of like 50's pin-up style; tasteful, but sexy.
Well, I guess what I need to start focusing on now is finding a job, and getting a date! Any suggestions?
Mitch Of The Day:
"I saw a billboard for the lottery. It said, "Estimated lottery jackpot 55 million dollars." I did not know that was estimated. That would suck if you won and they said, "Oh, we were off by two zeroes. We estimate that you are angry.'"
Saturday, December 29, 2007
10 Feet Off The Ground
Bethany and I went out again on Thursday, the day after the shot bar opened. We headed over there again, and of course at work. Melissa and the girls were out too, and Izzie, Megan and their husbands were out. So I spent a good hour trying to split myself between 3 groups of friends, which was hard! But Izzie and them turned in early, so then it was just Bethany and Melissa. One too many people came up to me and laughed about my drunken antics from the night before.
I apparently walked up to the hot new door guy, Jake, and told him how hot I thought he was. Lol. A number of people also came up to me and told me how nice Todd was, and not to screw it up. As if there were anything to screw up... ((sigh) I wish!
After a few drinks at the shot bar, we headed back over to work and guess who was there!?
If you guessed The Model and Mitchell, then you're right. He gave me a hug, and was super nice to me of course, we snapped a couple pictures...he cut all his hair off by the way, and still looks as gorgeous as ever. I think he was kinda drunk though, because first he jokingly said something about my boobs, and how nice they are. And I'm not gonna lie, I'm a 34D, and they are nice! Haha, but then he said, "She's got a great ass too! Hey, once you've been on the rollercoaster, you know where the turns are!" and he and Mitchell laughed. WTF?! I've never heard him say things like that! Weird...
"So when are you gonna come to New York and be a model, Peyton?" he asked.
"Yea right!" I said, "I was just in New York, and I didn't hear from you!"
"What?! When!? Why didn't you tell me you were coming?!"
"I did! I sent you a myspace message telling you when we were gonna be there!"
"Well when were you there?"
"November 28 through December 2." I replied.
"Ooohhh...well I was doing a shoot in Costa Rica. But man! I wish I would known you were coming! I would have taken you snowboarding!"
"Yea well...maybe next time."
Damn. It' probably better I didn't see him when we were there though. And why does he always have to make those comments about me modeling!? He's way too practiced at saying things that make girls swoon. Well it's not going to work on me! Bethany and I headed back over to the shot bar soon after to close our tabs. It felt nice to walk away from him for once, and not look back.
Then last, at work, they were there again! I gave them invites to the New Years thing. Mitchell said they'd be there. I'm really nervous though. Because this could mean one of 2 things. Number one, The Model will kiss some chick right in front of me at midnight, and my New Years will totally suck, or number two, The Model will kiss me at midnight and my New Years will be the best ever!! But I'm sure that's just wishful thinking... How does one beautiful boy have so much power over me?
Mitch Of The Day:
"I find that a duck's opinion of me is influenced by whether or not I have bread. A duck loves bread, but he does not have the capability to buy a loaf. That's the biggest joke on the duck ever. If I worked at a convenience store, and a duck came in and stole a loaf of bread, I would let him go. I'd say, "Come back tomorrow, bring your friends!" When I think of a duck's friends, I think of other ducks. But he could have, say, a beaver in tow."
I apparently walked up to the hot new door guy, Jake, and told him how hot I thought he was. Lol. A number of people also came up to me and told me how nice Todd was, and not to screw it up. As if there were anything to screw up... ((sigh) I wish!
After a few drinks at the shot bar, we headed back over to work and guess who was there!?
If you guessed The Model and Mitchell, then you're right. He gave me a hug, and was super nice to me of course, we snapped a couple pictures...he cut all his hair off by the way, and still looks as gorgeous as ever. I think he was kinda drunk though, because first he jokingly said something about my boobs, and how nice they are. And I'm not gonna lie, I'm a 34D, and they are nice! Haha, but then he said, "She's got a great ass too! Hey, once you've been on the rollercoaster, you know where the turns are!" and he and Mitchell laughed. WTF?! I've never heard him say things like that! Weird...
"So when are you gonna come to New York and be a model, Peyton?" he asked.
"Yea right!" I said, "I was just in New York, and I didn't hear from you!"
"What?! When!? Why didn't you tell me you were coming?!"
"I did! I sent you a myspace message telling you when we were gonna be there!"
"Well when were you there?"
"November 28 through December 2." I replied.
"Ooohhh...well I was doing a shoot in Costa Rica. But man! I wish I would known you were coming! I would have taken you snowboarding!"
"Yea well...maybe next time."
Damn. It' probably better I didn't see him when we were there though. And why does he always have to make those comments about me modeling!? He's way too practiced at saying things that make girls swoon. Well it's not going to work on me! Bethany and I headed back over to the shot bar soon after to close our tabs. It felt nice to walk away from him for once, and not look back.
Then last, at work, they were there again! I gave them invites to the New Years thing. Mitchell said they'd be there. I'm really nervous though. Because this could mean one of 2 things. Number one, The Model will kiss some chick right in front of me at midnight, and my New Years will totally suck, or number two, The Model will kiss me at midnight and my New Years will be the best ever!! But I'm sure that's just wishful thinking... How does one beautiful boy have so much power over me?
Mitch Of The Day:
"I find that a duck's opinion of me is influenced by whether or not I have bread. A duck loves bread, but he does not have the capability to buy a loaf. That's the biggest joke on the duck ever. If I worked at a convenience store, and a duck came in and stole a loaf of bread, I would let him go. I'd say, "Come back tomorrow, bring your friends!" When I think of a duck's friends, I think of other ducks. But he could have, say, a beaver in tow."
Thursday, December 20, 2007
My Big Mistake
Ok, now that I've finally finished writing about NY, I have a lot of catching up to do! So here goes...
My first week back, I worked, obviously. And I seriously needed to after all the money I had spent! Oh, and we have a hot new door guy! His name is Jake. Well, on that first Sunday, I worked from 4 to 10. And afterwards, I stayed and had a couple drinks with Valerie. I know, totally random, since we have been known to butt heads in the past. But hey, I'm all about second chances, and she and I were having fun! We sat and played Photohunt on the little computer for a couple hours! Then, this weird guy named Lane came up and starting talking to us. If I had been by myself, I would have totally just ignored him, but Valerie kept talking to him! So I thought maybe she was interested or something. When we got tired of playing the game, we got up to walk around a little bit, and who do I see?? Billy. He's always been notorious for getting really drunk on Sundays. Anyways, he mentioned to me that he and his crew were going to this new bar, Zeppelin, that had just opened up. So after they left, I asked Valerie if she wanted to go check it out. She said, she'd be down, but she didn't have any cash on her. I told her not to worry, I'd spot her the cash and she could just pay me back later that night after we picked up our tips. So Valerie and I, and Lane, headed over to Zeppelin.
It was an ok bar I guess, but not one that I'd frequent. It was just too dark! I mean you couldn't even see anyone's faces! We had a couple rounds of shots, which I paid for, and danced and goofed off for a while. We were all having a pretty good time. I saw Billy too...making out with some ugly chick. Weird...
But then, around 1:30, Valerie came up to me and said, "Dude...we need to get outa here. Like, now. Something's about to go down."
I looked around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
"What do you mean?" I asked her.
"I dunno...we just need to leave. There's somethin' shady going on!"
"Um...ok, we can leave if you want but...I seriously don't think anything bad is about to happen."
Valerie must have been a lot drunker than I took her to be! She was acting so strange! I mean there was literally nothing happening at this bar. There were probably only about 35 people in there. So we walked outside, and Lane is asking me who's going to drive Valerie home, because we had all driven separately.
"Well, we're going back to our bar, so she should be fine for just the couple blocks. You drive behind her and she can follow me. That way we can watch her." I said.
For some reason, Valerie didn't know how to get back to work, even thought it was only about 2 blocks away. So she wanted to follow me. So we're driving along, and everything is fine. Then we turn onto the street where work is, and I guess she suddenly realized where we were. And as I was turning into the parking lot, she floored it and sped off! What the hell!? She owes me money!
I tried calling her to see what the deal was, but she didn't answer!
So Lane and I are standing in the parking lot, awkwardly, alone.
"Well...uh...I'm just gonna go in and pick up my tips." I said.
"Well, what about your friend? Do you know where she lives? Is she gonna be ok?" he asked.
"I dunno what is up with her! To tell you the truth, tonight was the first time I've ever hung out with her, so I don't know. And she's not answering her phone."
"Oh. Well ok then..." Awkward pause... "So can I call you sometime?" And there it was! The clincher!
"Um...sure!" I said in a falsely sweet voice. "Gimme your number."
I programmed it in as "Don't Answer", quickly said goodbye to him, and high-tailed it inside.
Nick was cleaning the bar, and Blinn and Mr. S. were hanging out. Blinn must have been out drinking with his brother, because as soon as I sat down, he told Nick to make us shots! I told Nick and Blinn what happened with Valerie, and they both agreed that it was very weird!
So while I was waiting for my money, Blinn and I decided to play a game of poker at the electronic table. And 3 games and several shots later, I was up 200 bucks! Blinn was out of control! Haha, he never gets beat! And I usually never have such great luck! It was crazy. But then we decided to play one more game, double or nothin' and I lost. So I had to give him back his 200 bucks. But oh well! At least I didn't lose any money!
By this time, Mr. S. and Nick were finished closing down the bar, so it was time to get outa there. But Blinn still wanted to play poker, and I had just started to get a buzz going, so I wasn't ready to turn in either! So we decided to head over to Blinns house for a couple more games. Blinn and The Albanian are cousins, and they had just moved into a new town house a few blocks away from work. It wasn't even furnished yet. And Mr. S. wanted to check it out, so he came with us. And let me tell you, this house is sooooooo nice! Three stories, with a garage, and all hard wood floors. It's beautiful! And huge! And I was having fun running around in my socks. Haha! Well, Mr. S. didn't stay long, and I don't think we ever got around to playing any more poker...
Blinn poured us each a glass of red wine, and we toured the house. Then we went out to his balcony and just talked...for what seemed like hours! And I was totally drunk by this point so I have no idea what we talked about.
But uh...eventually we ended up making out. And this is where things start to get realllllllly fuzzy! Because I know we messed around a little, and we were both totally wasted! It was just one of those really sloppy, drunken, thoughtless things! I ended up passing out on his futon/couch, which was incidentally the only piece of furniture in the place. And Blinn must have fallen asleep on the floor. Because the next morning, I woke up, dazed and confused, and he was in the corner by the window curled up in the fetal position on the floor. Lol.
Well, let me tell you what my first thoughts were upon waking: !@#$!%&!(%*!&#*#%*&!%^!!!!!!
Yea...
And my second thoughts? "I gotta get the hell outa here before he wakes up!"
So, as quietly as I could, I crept over to the counter, grabbed my purse, then my shoes, and started to walk towards the stairs.
Then he woke up.
"Uh...I tried not to wake you. I'm just gonna...go." I said awkwardly.
He mumbled something unintelligible. I half-ran down the stairs and out to my car. I wasn't even sure exactly where I was! But it didn't take me long to get my bearings. I was still in a state of shocked disbelief at what I had done!
What was I gonna do when I saw him at work next week??
Would he tell anyone?
What if everyone finds out??
Is it gonna be weird between us now?
What does he remember?
How should I act??!!
All these things were flashing through my mind so fast, and I think I was starting to have heart palpitations. I picked up my phone and called Alyssa. The only person at work I knew I could trust with a secret this big.
"OMG PEYTON ARE YOU SERIOUS!?" she said after I told her. "You didn't sleep with him, did you??"
"NO! Of course not. I'm just so...ashamed! I mean...what do I do!?"
She sighed. "Well...nothing I guess. I mean, do you like him?"
"NO! I mean, I'm not even really attracted to him! I've never even thought of him in that way! I dunno how it happened Alyssa, we were sooooo wasted! I can't even remember..."
"Well, then just act like nothing happened. I mean, he's not gonna say anything to you about it."
"I hope you're right. You cannot tell anyone!"
"I won't! I promise."
Oh g's...what have I gotten myself into??
Mitch Of The Day:
"I was going to stay overnight at my friend's house - he said, "you'll have to sleep on the floor." Damn gravity! You don't know how bad I wanted to sleep on the wall."
My first week back, I worked, obviously. And I seriously needed to after all the money I had spent! Oh, and we have a hot new door guy! His name is Jake. Well, on that first Sunday, I worked from 4 to 10. And afterwards, I stayed and had a couple drinks with Valerie. I know, totally random, since we have been known to butt heads in the past. But hey, I'm all about second chances, and she and I were having fun! We sat and played Photohunt on the little computer for a couple hours! Then, this weird guy named Lane came up and starting talking to us. If I had been by myself, I would have totally just ignored him, but Valerie kept talking to him! So I thought maybe she was interested or something. When we got tired of playing the game, we got up to walk around a little bit, and who do I see?? Billy. He's always been notorious for getting really drunk on Sundays. Anyways, he mentioned to me that he and his crew were going to this new bar, Zeppelin, that had just opened up. So after they left, I asked Valerie if she wanted to go check it out. She said, she'd be down, but she didn't have any cash on her. I told her not to worry, I'd spot her the cash and she could just pay me back later that night after we picked up our tips. So Valerie and I, and Lane, headed over to Zeppelin.
It was an ok bar I guess, but not one that I'd frequent. It was just too dark! I mean you couldn't even see anyone's faces! We had a couple rounds of shots, which I paid for, and danced and goofed off for a while. We were all having a pretty good time. I saw Billy too...making out with some ugly chick. Weird...
But then, around 1:30, Valerie came up to me and said, "Dude...we need to get outa here. Like, now. Something's about to go down."
I looked around. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
"What do you mean?" I asked her.
"I dunno...we just need to leave. There's somethin' shady going on!"
"Um...ok, we can leave if you want but...I seriously don't think anything bad is about to happen."
Valerie must have been a lot drunker than I took her to be! She was acting so strange! I mean there was literally nothing happening at this bar. There were probably only about 35 people in there. So we walked outside, and Lane is asking me who's going to drive Valerie home, because we had all driven separately.
"Well, we're going back to our bar, so she should be fine for just the couple blocks. You drive behind her and she can follow me. That way we can watch her." I said.
For some reason, Valerie didn't know how to get back to work, even thought it was only about 2 blocks away. So she wanted to follow me. So we're driving along, and everything is fine. Then we turn onto the street where work is, and I guess she suddenly realized where we were. And as I was turning into the parking lot, she floored it and sped off! What the hell!? She owes me money!
I tried calling her to see what the deal was, but she didn't answer!
So Lane and I are standing in the parking lot, awkwardly, alone.
"Well...uh...I'm just gonna go in and pick up my tips." I said.
"Well, what about your friend? Do you know where she lives? Is she gonna be ok?" he asked.
"I dunno what is up with her! To tell you the truth, tonight was the first time I've ever hung out with her, so I don't know. And she's not answering her phone."
"Oh. Well ok then..." Awkward pause... "So can I call you sometime?" And there it was! The clincher!
"Um...sure!" I said in a falsely sweet voice. "Gimme your number."
I programmed it in as "Don't Answer", quickly said goodbye to him, and high-tailed it inside.
Nick was cleaning the bar, and Blinn and Mr. S. were hanging out. Blinn must have been out drinking with his brother, because as soon as I sat down, he told Nick to make us shots! I told Nick and Blinn what happened with Valerie, and they both agreed that it was very weird!
So while I was waiting for my money, Blinn and I decided to play a game of poker at the electronic table. And 3 games and several shots later, I was up 200 bucks! Blinn was out of control! Haha, he never gets beat! And I usually never have such great luck! It was crazy. But then we decided to play one more game, double or nothin' and I lost. So I had to give him back his 200 bucks. But oh well! At least I didn't lose any money!
By this time, Mr. S. and Nick were finished closing down the bar, so it was time to get outa there. But Blinn still wanted to play poker, and I had just started to get a buzz going, so I wasn't ready to turn in either! So we decided to head over to Blinns house for a couple more games. Blinn and The Albanian are cousins, and they had just moved into a new town house a few blocks away from work. It wasn't even furnished yet. And Mr. S. wanted to check it out, so he came with us. And let me tell you, this house is sooooooo nice! Three stories, with a garage, and all hard wood floors. It's beautiful! And huge! And I was having fun running around in my socks. Haha! Well, Mr. S. didn't stay long, and I don't think we ever got around to playing any more poker...
Blinn poured us each a glass of red wine, and we toured the house. Then we went out to his balcony and just talked...for what seemed like hours! And I was totally drunk by this point so I have no idea what we talked about.
But uh...eventually we ended up making out. And this is where things start to get realllllllly fuzzy! Because I know we messed around a little, and we were both totally wasted! It was just one of those really sloppy, drunken, thoughtless things! I ended up passing out on his futon/couch, which was incidentally the only piece of furniture in the place. And Blinn must have fallen asleep on the floor. Because the next morning, I woke up, dazed and confused, and he was in the corner by the window curled up in the fetal position on the floor. Lol.
Well, let me tell you what my first thoughts were upon waking: !@#$!%&!(%*!&#*#%*&!%^!!!!!!
Yea...
And my second thoughts? "I gotta get the hell outa here before he wakes up!"
So, as quietly as I could, I crept over to the counter, grabbed my purse, then my shoes, and started to walk towards the stairs.
Then he woke up.
"Uh...I tried not to wake you. I'm just gonna...go." I said awkwardly.
He mumbled something unintelligible. I half-ran down the stairs and out to my car. I wasn't even sure exactly where I was! But it didn't take me long to get my bearings. I was still in a state of shocked disbelief at what I had done!
What was I gonna do when I saw him at work next week??
Would he tell anyone?
What if everyone finds out??
Is it gonna be weird between us now?
What does he remember?
How should I act??!!
All these things were flashing through my mind so fast, and I think I was starting to have heart palpitations. I picked up my phone and called Alyssa. The only person at work I knew I could trust with a secret this big.
"OMG PEYTON ARE YOU SERIOUS!?" she said after I told her. "You didn't sleep with him, did you??"
"NO! Of course not. I'm just so...ashamed! I mean...what do I do!?"
She sighed. "Well...nothing I guess. I mean, do you like him?"
"NO! I mean, I'm not even really attracted to him! I've never even thought of him in that way! I dunno how it happened Alyssa, we were sooooo wasted! I can't even remember..."
"Well, then just act like nothing happened. I mean, he's not gonna say anything to you about it."
"I hope you're right. You cannot tell anyone!"
"I won't! I promise."
Oh g's...what have I gotten myself into??
Mitch Of The Day:
"I was going to stay overnight at my friend's house - he said, "you'll have to sleep on the floor." Damn gravity! You don't know how bad I wanted to sleep on the wall."
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