So that was my Saturday night. That's not me in the picture.. Some of my co-workers.. We had a Birthday party that was mostly staff. The cake had decorative dicks and a GIGANTIC dick lollipop stuck in the center. The birthday girl is newly single, so dick was a good theme, I guess. Things got pretty wild. I got to basically judge (along with MANY others) a deepthroat contest with all my hot server co-workers. This was hotter than it sounds. Not to be a pig.. but honestly I was speechless - "What the fu.. is this really happening?!?" - Anyway despite all this I finally managed to strike up decent conversation with a girl I always had some interest in. (Yes, it was before the competition actually! Though I was stoked to see how she did, honestly..) So this was a good night. I triumph! Sometimes leaving my room and not gaming on Saturday is challenge enough. Talk to beautiful girls.. this is..
nerve racking. Anyway things went well we talked some she hugged me lots and kissed me some. Bonus. She got kind of hammered later so I kind of just took care of her, left her with her best friend and then went home with my best friends. We had planned to maybe hang out some during the weekend, however it was a short visit and there wasn't much time for this. I wasn't sure if she just bailed on the idea or what so I only sent her the one text the next afternoon, which apparently she totally missed. I do it with my iPhone all the time so I'm hoping that's true. Anyway this story does have a happy ending! I'm not sure what will come of us aside from we are keeping in touch for when I move to Van in a month (possibly 2) and a half. However I finally decided to text her (as you must have gathered by the last exerpt) and find out she remembered and enjoyed our night at the party together. Okay neato. This is where we decide to keep in touch. She tells me she is going to visit me at work the next day. I kind of didn't get my hopes up.. and as things got later in the day I was kind of getting a bit down when suddenly she popped into my kitchen domain. We had a brief chat. It was the nicest thing a girl has done involving me in a couple years, sadly. Just felt like everything else was sincere.
Anyway, this fucking party... I felt like I was back in High School or like 19/early twenties.. Which I guess some of the people attending are arround that age.. so this makes sense. A lot of them are around the same age as me. Just the whole night was out of control though.. Everyone was drinking early.. so ridiculous shit started early in the night.. I remember a pair of 21 (or so) year old girls that arrived later in the night standing in a corner saying "What is this a junior high party? It's only 11:30..?" bahaha.. I managed to hold it together quite well. I RARELY drink.. but I ate so many appies all through the night that I finished a 6 pack and a bunch of shots as well as many Vodka soaked gummy bears. So really I should have been out of control. I even went outside and (did my regular thing) smoked a joint. All this together should have a lightweight like me tripping over my nerdy feet. I was pretty happy with myself. Was a good weekend to go do something.. silly like that because I had the extra day off. I just didn't even bother getting fucking dressed on Sunday.. Just shower, back into pjs, back into bed and Walking Dead. Boom. Sorry if you took the time to read this.. The whole thing sounds like the rant of a 15 year old boy.
Bye for now!