Today is my 100th post! Happy 100th post day!
I took a nap yesterday afternoon. Only to wake up grumpy and agitated around 8 PM. I could find nothing suitable to wear and generally threw a small babyish fit in the middle of my bedroom. Sometime during all this D called wanting to talk. This made me feel even more agitated as I was trying to find something slutty enough to wear out to a dance club and he is currently making me feel unattractive as hell.
Me: "I don't really want to talk to you right now."
D: "Why?"
Me: "I don't really want to talk about it."
D: "What? Why?"
Me: "I just don't."
D: "This is so crazy, why are you so upset?"
Me: "Look I just want to get on with finding something to wear, ok?"
D: "So you're going out still?"
Me: "Yes."
D: "I was thinking of coming over."
At this point I think I caved and said I wanted him to come over. Stupid. But then he said "No, you're mad at me... BLAH BLAH BLAH." Then he asks to speak to BQ and he complains to her about how I'm being so bitchy, more BLAH BLAH BLAH. Finally we just get on with things and go to the club.
The place was pretty swank. Free drinks all night were a plus and the dancing was pretty fun. I made friend with this guy named Paul whose girlfriend works at the bar down the street from my place. He tipped me off to the fact that they're hiring. Its too bad he had a girl, he was gorgeous, and incredibly sweet. In fact it was he who pushed me towards dancing with a really hot guy named Brian. Things seemed to be working out well there, he was chatting me up. Then the friend he was with came up to us. She was a girl who looked like her face had been smashed against the wall a few times and had dressed in her brother's closet instead of her own. Brian informed me that they worked together. She introduced herself, who cares what her name was, then drug him off with her for a second. When he came back he seemed to be acting strange. I noticed that the girls he was with were whispering to one another and looking mad. SmashFace kept coming up to him and pulling on his arm. Finally I just turned and walked away. When I got back over to Paul he hugged me and said "Some guys are just stupid, huh?" What a sweetheart. Again, why did he have to have a girlfriend? Whatever. There were many, many attractive people at the Snakepit, and I think returning there would be a good idea. The bartenders were nice and the music was pretty good. And its within walking distance of home. Always lovely.
I took a nap yesterday afternoon. Only to wake up grumpy and agitated around 8 PM. I could find nothing suitable to wear and generally threw a small babyish fit in the middle of my bedroom. Sometime during all this D called wanting to talk. This made me feel even more agitated as I was trying to find something slutty enough to wear out to a dance club and he is currently making me feel unattractive as hell.
Me: "I don't really want to talk to you right now."
D: "Why?"
Me: "I don't really want to talk about it."
D: "What? Why?"
Me: "I just don't."
D: "This is so crazy, why are you so upset?"
Me: "Look I just want to get on with finding something to wear, ok?"
D: "So you're going out still?"
Me: "Yes."
D: "I was thinking of coming over."
At this point I think I caved and said I wanted him to come over. Stupid. But then he said "No, you're mad at me... BLAH BLAH BLAH." Then he asks to speak to BQ and he complains to her about how I'm being so bitchy, more BLAH BLAH BLAH. Finally we just get on with things and go to the club.
The place was pretty swank. Free drinks all night were a plus and the dancing was pretty fun. I made friend with this guy named Paul whose girlfriend works at the bar down the street from my place. He tipped me off to the fact that they're hiring. Its too bad he had a girl, he was gorgeous, and incredibly sweet. In fact it was he who pushed me towards dancing with a really hot guy named Brian. Things seemed to be working out well there, he was chatting me up. Then the friend he was with came up to us. She was a girl who looked like her face had been smashed against the wall a few times and had dressed in her brother's closet instead of her own. Brian informed me that they worked together. She introduced herself, who cares what her name was, then drug him off with her for a second. When he came back he seemed to be acting strange. I noticed that the girls he was with were whispering to one another and looking mad. SmashFace kept coming up to him and pulling on his arm. Finally I just turned and walked away. When I got back over to Paul he hugged me and said "Some guys are just stupid, huh?" What a sweetheart. Again, why did he have to have a girlfriend? Whatever. There were many, many attractive people at the Snakepit, and I think returning there would be a good idea. The bartenders were nice and the music was pretty good. And its within walking distance of home. Always lovely.
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