ok so i'll start with friday. i worked 9am-8:30pm, came home, packed, and left with spotty for a party in perinton. in case you don't know where that is, it is just east of rochester, ny. so there's a good 1.5 hour drive. we got to the party 11ish. it was getting good 
. there was a hot tattooed girl there--i'm talkin SG worthy, definitely. i wish she would apply!!! whoa... tangent. anyway. the hostess was surprisingly sober, but she did have to work early the next day, her hubby was great and made me coffee. i had a couple cups with kahlua. yummy. i don't think i've ever been alcohol AND caffeine buzzed at the same time. it was fun. i think around 1ish, the hot girl left, along with a loud guy named ben (he was loud in a funny way, though), and the host and hostess went to bed, saying everyone left was welcome to stay the night. at that point i was sitting with my butt between spott and her stable boy on a loveseat, leaning on spott, with my legs draped over the stable boy. hot damn that man smells good. anyway... tickle war, i learned something about the stable boy i'm sure he didn't intend me to know, and then the few of us left... well... left.
spott made me sleep alone in her parents' living room due to a house rule about "significant others sleep in separate beds, preferably separate rooms". they don't even have the dog anymore. i didn't sleep much. i made sure i got the point across that i don't want to do that again. especially if we have another offer.
canandaigua has a celebration labor day weekend called ring of fire. the story behind it goes like this... once the natives that lived in the area were ruled oppressively by a giant evil serpent. they sent their greatest warrior to slay the beast, and when he succeeded the serpent tumbled from its hill (bare hill), into the lake. when it hit the lake, the lake burst into flames... so now, to celebrate that victory of good, every year the local chief lights a bonfire on bare hill, and everyone who sees lights their own fires/flares/etc., until the lake is encircled by fire. some people do fireworks. all in all, a bunch of fun.
so saturday we had plans for a gathering at spott's parents' place. we had promised some of the attendees that we would drive them, so once she realized i was awake in the living room, we got cleaned up for the day and headed out. first was breakfast at a cute little main street diner, then we headed to the eastview mall for some random wandering... there we saw the BEST wings ever!!! well, maybe not ever, but damn close. they are faery wings, painted like fire with black outlines, and they are perfect! i put them on layaway for halloween .
then we went to spott's old store to see who was there and who was coming to the gathering. the stable boy was just getting out... early, i might add. i got a bit of a wary-in-that-good-way glare when we walked up. hehe. he decided he wanted to ride with us back to canandaigua, so he was going home to get cleaned up and change out of his work clothes--pick him up after we got the other two. so he left, and spott & i went to the sub shop to get some lunch.
after that, we went to pick up spott's jew and her atheist. (spott thinks she's hot shit cuz she has a jew, an atheist, and a witch, and she's the christian... weird.). we got to see the jew's new dorm room. just a note--nazareth has some of the nicest dorms i have ever seen. so from there we went to get the stable boy, who managed to squeeze himself into the back seat with the atheist and me. wait, did that sound like complaining? it wasn't.
. i'm the littlest, so they stuck me in the middle... i was pimpin it with both arms around the two of them. go me.
then we went shopping for munchies, alcohol, etc.
once we got back to the house, it was time for relaxing, eating, chattering, playing with fire, drinking a little--not nearly as much as would have added to the fun, but i did get to listen to spott's middle sister bitch about breaking the seal... after 2 beers... it was pretty funny. we walked up to the retreat house at the top of their hill to see ring of fire, which was pretty cool. we sat up there, someone told the story of it while we were up there waiting for the fires to be lit, and afterward we came back down. i'd just like to mention that i love spott's mom. she is the best. she magically produced marshmallows when i asked for them, merely hoping. when i was surprised, she said "would i disappoint you?". i think the question was what made me want to say i loved her. awesome moms rock.
ok so our fire burned down, the guests that we hadn't driven left, and we decided it was time. after all, spott and i did still have to drive back to buffalo.
so we piled into the car, only this time the atheist sat up front, and the 3 smallest of us got stuck in the back. but this time, the jew and i stuck the stable boy in the middle! hehe. so we snuggled him and the 3 of us did some sleeping or near-sleeping the 40 min drive back to naz from canandaigua. it was comfy. i think i might have confused the boy when i put my hand on his... his arm was wrapped around me with his hand in a comfy spot for me to put my hand... anyway, the sworn virgin-til-marriage... yeah, i confuse him. heh. so we dropped off the jew and the atheist. when we did, the stable boy moved over and i laid down with my head on his lap. i thought it was sweet that he held me on the seat (i wasn't buckled in) whenever we stopped or turned, like he was protecting me. i think he might have been enjoying a cheap feel too... but what the hell. even spott said she'd forgive that particular boy for feeling up her girlfriend, especially if he was protecting me. we dropped him off about 10 minutes after dropping off the jew and the atheist, and then we headed toward home.
we didn't get too far before i fell asleep, fairly soundly too. i don't even remember hitting the leroy exit. i do know, however, that we stopped for a while at the clarence rest stop because spott needed to rest. we ended up getting home around 4am.
i woke up around 8:30am, got my morning cup of tea, and called froggie to see if my computer was done. it was, and i made the plans to get it. after waking up spott, we took off for a bit of running around. got to froggie for the puter around 10, got to my work around 10:40ish to see about getting a job i was going to finish at homem hauled ass to my tattoo place for touch-ups on my wrists, and then came home... where i played a bit of katamari damacy while spott was trying to get our network up and running. she got things working enough that i could get the file i needed off my email and get it to my computer. that was good... except i discovered that i didn't have the program i needed to do the job, and froggie was supposed to have put it on.
. so back to work to drop the job back off again (2:30ish), praying the whole time that my coworker i dropped it off to would take my advice & make that priority 1. shit, if i was going to do it at home off the clock, it had BETTER be important!
so then i came home and finally got to relax a bit. except that i got slammed with monster tidal cramps, and ended up dosing myself with 500mg naproxen, 10 of cyclobenzaprine (sp?), laying in bed curled into the tightest ball possible, and crying until i fell into a drugged coma around 7pm. i slept until 7:30 the next morning when my alarm went off (spott says i told her when to set it for... i don't remember a thing), woke up fairly groggy, and dragged my ass into the shower, after which i naproxened myself again, went to work for hell day (i had a bit of stuff to clean up after a crazy weekend), was treated to dinner, and then repeated the whole self-drugging process for the evening.
today was fun. i woke up nearly naked next to my nearly naked girl and spent over an hour hitting the snooze button to continue that awesome skin on skin feeling. once i got there, work was nuts, but i managed to get and stay caught up, and everyone was just in a MOOD. my boss flirted with me, but i think i might have started that when i asked him if he swaggered on purpose or just did it naturally... i really do like looking at that man. i mean, he's old enough to be my father, but he still looks damn good. and besides, is it a crime to catch some eye-candy once in a while? or every day at work? heh. damn i'm bad. so yeah, he came into copymax a bunch of times and just watched whatever i was doing, leaning on the counter peering over his glasses. a customer accused me of staring at one assistant manager's butt. i wasn't really... he's a little guy with a maturity problem, and i don't even want to look. nice enough guy, but... if you know what i mean. my boss made sure i knew he was going out for a beer tonight after work... right in front of one of the floor supervisors. she made sure she pointed out that that is about the closest he can legally come to asking me to go with him. i guess now that he knows i watch him walk, he will probably let me know whenever he's going out. lol. shortly after that, he was talking about how he had come in at 6:30am and he was planning to leave at 8pm, and how he wouldn't ask his lead man assistant manager to work longer than he would stay himself. i shook the man's hand. that is fairly honorable, i'd say. but hell a 13.5 hour day? OUCH. i've been there. he deserves that beer he was getting after work. but as i, standing, shook his hand, he looked up at me with big brown eyes that were for once free of glasses... i am GLAD i was in a mischievous mood at that point. otherwise he might have seen the "my heart just skipped a beat" in my eyes instead of the glint. mrrf. just... um... mrrf.
then he dug himself a hole. that floor supervisor that witnessed his "as close to asking for a date as legal" and i were standing talking behind the customer service counter. our boss walked by wondering aloud about the cookies that were on the counter--which happened to be a gift from a customer, and were there for the taking. she told him that a customer brought them in and they were for everyone. he responded with "they don't have a note on them saying "please eat me" or anything..." trailing off, he realized what he had said and whom he had said it to... at which point he basically turned tail and ran. it took a couple seconds, but by the time he went, i was grinning and shaking my head, and the supervisor was laughing so hard she could barely breathe. i think i heard him mutter before he left "i've gotta get away from you girls" ROTFLMAO. i mentioned to him shortly after that that we're not really that dangerous, he just said the right, or wrong, thing... then i left before i could get myself into trouble.
i walked to wegmans where nemesis was supposed to pick me up. she was early. we went to tops to deposit a check of hers, and then home... and i've been sitting here most of the time.
i want to spend more time with my girl. i miss the tall blond man, and i miss the fallen one. and now my girl is home from work. i'm gonna go work on that one thing i want
night all.
♥
. there was a hot tattooed girl there--i'm talkin SG worthy, definitely. i wish she would apply!!! whoa... tangent. anyway. the hostess was surprisingly sober, but she did have to work early the next day, her hubby was great and made me coffee. i had a couple cups with kahlua. yummy. i don't think i've ever been alcohol AND caffeine buzzed at the same time. it was fun. i think around 1ish, the hot girl left, along with a loud guy named ben (he was loud in a funny way, though), and the host and hostess went to bed, saying everyone left was welcome to stay the night. at that point i was sitting with my butt between spott and her stable boy on a loveseat, leaning on spott, with my legs draped over the stable boy. hot damn that man smells good. anyway... tickle war, i learned something about the stable boy i'm sure he didn't intend me to know, and then the few of us left... well... left.
spott made me sleep alone in her parents' living room due to a house rule about "significant others sleep in separate beds, preferably separate rooms". they don't even have the dog anymore. i didn't sleep much. i made sure i got the point across that i don't want to do that again. especially if we have another offer.
canandaigua has a celebration labor day weekend called ring of fire. the story behind it goes like this... once the natives that lived in the area were ruled oppressively by a giant evil serpent. they sent their greatest warrior to slay the beast, and when he succeeded the serpent tumbled from its hill (bare hill), into the lake. when it hit the lake, the lake burst into flames... so now, to celebrate that victory of good, every year the local chief lights a bonfire on bare hill, and everyone who sees lights their own fires/flares/etc., until the lake is encircled by fire. some people do fireworks. all in all, a bunch of fun.
so saturday we had plans for a gathering at spott's parents' place. we had promised some of the attendees that we would drive them, so once she realized i was awake in the living room, we got cleaned up for the day and headed out. first was breakfast at a cute little main street diner, then we headed to the eastview mall for some random wandering... there we saw the BEST wings ever!!! well, maybe not ever, but damn close. they are faery wings, painted like fire with black outlines, and they are perfect! i put them on layaway for halloween
.
then we went to spott's old store to see who was there and who was coming to the gathering. the stable boy was just getting out... early, i might add. i got a bit of a wary-in-that-good-way glare when we walked up. hehe. he decided he wanted to ride with us back to canandaigua, so he was going home to get cleaned up and change out of his work clothes--pick him up after we got the other two. so he left, and spott & i went to the sub shop to get some lunch.
after that, we went to pick up spott's jew and her atheist. (spott thinks she's hot shit cuz she has a jew, an atheist, and a witch, and she's the christian... weird.). we got to see the jew's new dorm room. just a note--nazareth has some of the nicest dorms i have ever seen. so from there we went to get the stable boy, who managed to squeeze himself into the back seat with the atheist and me. wait, did that sound like complaining? it wasn't.
. i'm the littlest, so they stuck me in the middle... i was pimpin it with both arms around the two of them. go me.
then we went shopping for munchies, alcohol, etc.
once we got back to the house, it was time for relaxing, eating, chattering, playing with fire, drinking a little--not nearly as much as would have added to the fun, but i did get to listen to spott's middle sister bitch about breaking the seal... after 2 beers... it was pretty funny. we walked up to the retreat house at the top of their hill to see ring of fire, which was pretty cool. we sat up there, someone told the story of it while we were up there waiting for the fires to be lit, and afterward we came back down. i'd just like to mention that i love spott's mom. she is the best. she magically produced marshmallows when i asked for them, merely hoping. when i was surprised, she said "would i disappoint you?". i think the question was what made me want to say i loved her. awesome moms rock.
ok so our fire burned down, the guests that we hadn't driven left, and we decided it was time. after all, spott and i did still have to drive back to buffalo.
so we piled into the car, only this time the atheist sat up front, and the 3 smallest of us got stuck in the back. but this time, the jew and i stuck the stable boy in the middle!
hehe. so we snuggled him and the 3 of us did some sleeping or near-sleeping the 40 min drive back to naz from canandaigua. it was comfy. i think i might have confused the boy when i put my hand on his... his arm was wrapped around me with his hand in a comfy spot for me to put my hand... anyway, the sworn virgin-til-marriage... yeah, i confuse him. heh. so we dropped off the jew and the atheist. when we did, the stable boy moved over and i laid down with my head on his lap. i thought it was sweet that he held me on the seat (i wasn't buckled in) whenever we stopped or turned, like he was protecting me. i think he might have been enjoying a cheap feel too... but what the hell. even spott said she'd forgive that particular boy for feeling up her girlfriend, especially if he was protecting me. we dropped him off about 10 minutes after dropping off the jew and the atheist, and then we headed toward home.
we didn't get too far before i fell asleep, fairly soundly too. i don't even remember hitting the leroy exit. i do know, however, that we stopped for a while at the clarence rest stop because spott needed to rest. we ended up getting home around 4am.
i woke up around 8:30am, got my morning cup of tea, and called froggie to see if my computer was done. it was, and i made the plans to get it. after waking up spott, we took off for a bit of running around. got to froggie for the puter around 10, got to my work around 10:40ish to see about getting a job i was going to finish at homem hauled ass to my tattoo place for touch-ups on my wrists, and then came home... where i played a bit of katamari damacy while spott was trying to get our network up and running. she got things working enough that i could get the file i needed off my email and get it to my computer. that was good... except i discovered that i didn't have the program i needed to do the job, and froggie was supposed to have put it on.
. so back to work to drop the job back off again (2:30ish), praying the whole time that my coworker i dropped it off to would take my advice & make that priority 1. shit, if i was going to do it at home off the clock, it had BETTER be important!
so then i came home and finally got to relax a bit. except that i got slammed with monster tidal cramps, and ended up dosing myself with 500mg naproxen, 10 of cyclobenzaprine (sp?), laying in bed curled into the tightest ball possible, and crying until i fell into a drugged coma around 7pm. i slept until 7:30 the next morning when my alarm went off (spott says i told her when to set it for... i don't remember a thing), woke up fairly groggy, and dragged my ass into the shower, after which i naproxened myself again, went to work for hell day (i had a bit of stuff to clean up after a crazy weekend), was treated to dinner, and then repeated the whole self-drugging process for the evening.
today was fun. i woke up nearly naked next to my nearly naked girl and spent over an hour hitting the snooze button to continue that awesome skin on skin feeling. once i got there, work was nuts, but i managed to get and stay caught up, and everyone was just in a MOOD. my boss flirted with me, but i think i might have started that when i asked him if he swaggered on purpose or just did it naturally... i really do like looking at that man. i mean, he's old enough to be my father, but he still looks damn good. and besides, is it a crime to catch some eye-candy once in a while? or every day at work? heh. damn i'm bad. so yeah, he came into copymax a bunch of times and just watched whatever i was doing, leaning on the counter peering over his glasses. a customer accused me of staring at one assistant manager's butt. i wasn't really... he's a little guy with a maturity problem, and i don't even want to look. nice enough guy, but... if you know what i mean. my boss made sure i knew he was going out for a beer tonight after work... right in front of one of the floor supervisors. she made sure she pointed out that that is about the closest he can legally come to asking me to go with him. i guess now that he knows i watch him walk, he will probably let me know whenever he's going out. lol. shortly after that, he was talking about how he had come in at 6:30am and he was planning to leave at 8pm, and how he wouldn't ask his lead man assistant manager to work longer than he would stay himself. i shook the man's hand. that is fairly honorable, i'd say. but hell a 13.5 hour day? OUCH. i've been there. he deserves that beer he was getting after work. but as i, standing, shook his hand, he looked up at me with big brown eyes that were for once free of glasses... i am GLAD i was in a mischievous mood at that point. otherwise he might have seen the "my heart just skipped a beat" in my eyes instead of the glint. mrrf. just... um... mrrf.
then he dug himself a hole. that floor supervisor that witnessed his "as close to asking for a date as legal" and i were standing talking behind the customer service counter. our boss walked by wondering aloud about the cookies that were on the counter--which happened to be a gift from a customer, and were there for the taking. she told him that a customer brought them in and they were for everyone. he responded with "they don't have a note on them saying "please eat me" or anything..." trailing off, he realized what he had said and whom he had said it to... at which point he basically turned tail and ran. it took a couple seconds, but by the time he went, i was grinning and shaking my head, and the supervisor was laughing so hard she could barely breathe. i think i heard him mutter before he left "i've gotta get away from you girls" ROTFLMAO. i mentioned to him shortly after that that we're not really that dangerous, he just said the right, or wrong, thing... then i left before i could get myself into trouble.
i walked to wegmans where nemesis was supposed to pick me up. she was early. we went to tops to deposit a check of hers, and then home... and i've been sitting here most of the time.
i want to spend more time with my girl. i miss the tall blond man, and i miss the fallen one. and now my girl is home from work. i'm gonna go work on that one thing i want
night all.
♥
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