Oh my, what a weekend we've had!
So, Wednesday night was our big event and it was FABULOUS. Lots of people came, some of whom I haven't seen in ages! Awesome Kong and Roxxi were amazing and SO MUCH FUN!
And then, at two in the morning, the club closed and Chris and I began our drive to Rhode Island. We arrived at my parent's house at 8:15 am and got in an hour nap, got ready and then the family began to arrive for Thanksgiving dinner. We ate that then sped off to his family's Thanksgiving, then returned to my parents house to rest and sleep.
Friday we went out in Providence, figuring we would go up early, leave early, and then get a head start on Saturday's drive. The plan started well, but we didn't leave the clubs til 1:00 am and then we decided we were hungry and we stopped at Bickford's. And we got home at about 3:30 am and slept til 11:00 am -- which was when we planned to leave -- and then began our drive at noon.
We were home by about 6:00 pm. We ate, showered, and got ready to go out. We went down to DC and hit up BeBar where two of my friends were having a birthday, then we went to Town because Chris' friend was there. We headed back fairly early by DC standards, slept, and then this week began.
Here's the thing about this week: my senior project has to be done by the end of it. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!
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Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Thursday, July 10, 2008
An Adventure in Alcoholism; Part 1
It's been way too long since I wrote here, and there has been way too much alcohol consumed.
Let's see, Wednesday evening (last Wednesday, that is, not yesterday) Chris and I went to Thayer Street and walked along it, and then ate ice cream. Then we went to retro night at Mirabar, of course. It was fun, cause we really got to show each other off to our friends (and his co-workers). If there's anything I love about dating, it's showing off Chris. He was seriously so adorable about my leaving too. (Although he kept reminding me to "be good", like I was going to forget to not cheat? It was kind of annoying, but he and I talked about it and we're all good.)
Thursday I drove all frikkin' day to get to Maryland and shortly thereafter, Brendan and I left for XS. Where I got very very drunk. Which was fun! I met a lot of cool new people too -- and I even remember a few of them! Kinda.
Almost everyone was there, except a few people who had gone up to Allentown where Jeffy's birthday celebration was going on. It was supposed to be at XS, but there was drama (surprise!) so he had to move it. I didn't know about the drama until far too late to move mine (plus, Allentown is three hours away so....) Anyways, Cody was there (he'd never seen me drunk before...), Jordan, Kenny, Amanda, Anthony (who was celebrating his 18th birthday too), Will, basically, tons and tons of people!
The next day we headed down to Washington D.C to go to Town. It was basically the same crew, and then some. (Including two new people: Mitchel and Larry, who were very cool.) Once we got there, pretty much all of my friends in DC showed up which was incredibly awesome. I mean, there were a few I didn't get to see but oh well. You win some, you lose some. Now, if I had been drunk at XS then I was really and truly wasted at Town -- everyone kept buying me drinks. Like everyone. I didn't like half of them -- too strong -- but I drank them anyways because they were a gift. Anyways, fairly early in the night I decided that, with all of the gorgeous guys around that I couldn't hook up with, I was going to find a boy for Jeff to make out. I focused on one of the go go boys there (one who I, of course, think is breath-taking -- there's a story about the first time I saw him actually but I'll tell it later :P). But eventually I was too drunk to continue trying to get Jeff to make out and I wandered away all Attention Deficit-y. Ooooh, and Cody and I went at it that night! First, I was already irked by the fact that he didn't come to RI for my birthday because he'd spent all his money on drinking. Then he compared me to my evil, evil ex-boyfriend -- the one we don't talk about. Yeah. I slapped him and then continued dancing as if it hadn't happened. Good times.
Anyways, I had SUCH a fun, drunken night. But I was exhausted by the time we left -- even though I had no desire to leave yet. So during the car ride back, I passed out on Larry.
The next day, I helped Brendan clean his house for people that were coming to look at it, interested buyers, y'know. Then he sent me off to the mall where I bought the cutest shirt on sale at Guess. Then I headed down to almost DC to hang out with Simon, we spent a few hours together before heading off to BeBar -- where I'd never been. Honest to God, I'm in love with the place, it was (for almost week, until I was out in NYC that is :P) my favorite bar ever.
After BeBar we went and had an afterparty
. We all passed out around 6 in the morning, after a rousing game of Kings. When we finally all woke up, I was driven out to where we'd left my car (it was fine) and I drove Simon home and then headed back to Brendan's.
And that's all you get for now. I'll finish the story of the road trip tomorrow, I promise/swear on my life. Then I'll get you caught up on everything that's happened since.
Let's see, Wednesday evening (last Wednesday, that is, not yesterday) Chris and I went to Thayer Street and walked along it, and then ate ice cream. Then we went to retro night at Mirabar, of course. It was fun, cause we really got to show each other off to our friends (and his co-workers). If there's anything I love about dating, it's showing off Chris. He was seriously so adorable about my leaving too. (Although he kept reminding me to "be good", like I was going to forget to not cheat? It was kind of annoying, but he and I talked about it and we're all good.)Thursday I drove all frikkin' day to get to Maryland and shortly thereafter, Brendan and I left for XS. Where I got very very drunk. Which was fun! I met a lot of cool new people too -- and I even remember a few of them! Kinda.
Almost everyone was there, except a few people who had gone up to Allentown where Jeffy's birthday celebration was going on. It was supposed to be at XS, but there was drama (surprise!) so he had to move it. I didn't know about the drama until far too late to move mine (plus, Allentown is three hours away so....) Anyways, Cody was there (he'd never seen me drunk before...), Jordan, Kenny, Amanda, Anthony (who was celebrating his 18th birthday too), Will, basically, tons and tons of people!
The next day we headed down to Washington D.C to go to Town. It was basically the same crew, and then some. (Including two new people: Mitchel and Larry, who were very cool.) Once we got there, pretty much all of my friends in DC showed up which was incredibly awesome. I mean, there were a few I didn't get to see but oh well. You win some, you lose some. Now, if I had been drunk at XS then I was really and truly wasted at Town -- everyone kept buying me drinks. Like everyone. I didn't like half of them -- too strong -- but I drank them anyways because they were a gift. Anyways, fairly early in the night I decided that, with all of the gorgeous guys around that I couldn't hook up with, I was going to find a boy for Jeff to make out. I focused on one of the go go boys there (one who I, of course, think is breath-taking -- there's a story about the first time I saw him actually but I'll tell it later :P). But eventually I was too drunk to continue trying to get Jeff to make out and I wandered away all Attention Deficit-y. Ooooh, and Cody and I went at it that night! First, I was already irked by the fact that he didn't come to RI for my birthday because he'd spent all his money on drinking. Then he compared me to my evil, evil ex-boyfriend -- the one we don't talk about. Yeah. I slapped him and then continued dancing as if it hadn't happened. Good times.
Anyways, I had SUCH a fun, drunken night. But I was exhausted by the time we left -- even though I had no desire to leave yet. So during the car ride back, I passed out on Larry.
The next day, I helped Brendan clean his house for people that were coming to look at it, interested buyers, y'know. Then he sent me off to the mall where I bought the cutest shirt on sale at Guess. Then I headed down to almost DC to hang out with Simon, we spent a few hours together before heading off to BeBar -- where I'd never been. Honest to God, I'm in love with the place, it was (for almost week, until I was out in NYC that is :P) my favorite bar ever.After BeBar we went and had an afterparty
. We all passed out around 6 in the morning, after a rousing game of Kings. When we finally all woke up, I was driven out to where we'd left my car (it was fine) and I drove Simon home and then headed back to Brendan's.And that's all you get for now. I'll finish the story of the road trip tomorrow, I promise/swear on my life. Then I'll get you caught up on everything that's happened since.
Monday, May 12, 2008
I could get used to you
Soooo, someone had the best weekend ever and there's a really good chance that it was me. Okay, actually, straight up, it was me.
See, it was Alphonso's birthday this weekend so of course I had to figure out how to get there. After XS on Thursday, which was much fun as usual, I went home and tried to figure out how to get to DC as soon as possible. I had had a ride initially, but it fell through. Y'know, it happens.
Then Friday, I banged out eleven pages of the script for that TV show I talked about before. No chance of it being produced in sight, but let me tell you....so far, it's good. And it keeps getting better, in my head anyways.
That night, Cody picked me up and we headed to Towson. Stuff happened, we almost didn't go to Town, but I joined Jeffy, Josh, and Sam on their way down. And, as the death defying ride continued, we discovered I could have gone with a much saner driver and Brendan was still coming down. Oh well. :P
(I still luv you Jeffy, I just don't want to ride with you ever again. :P)
So once we finally made it to Town, that was a blast. Tons of people, new and old, to hang out with. All the dancers I know and love were there. And Dennis -- oh, I felt so bad although everyone kind of got a kick out of this -- hurt himself so he and I both had slings on our left arms. People took pictures of us with out slings. When I'm famous, that's going to end up in a tabloid somewhere, I know it. :P
I reintroduced myself to Simon, which became kind of an inside joke for the weekend. Oh, inside jokes...how you make me laugh -- but quietly, to myself so other people don't think I'm skitzo.
After Town was a party at Alphonso's that ended up lasting until about 6:30 am. It was a total blast and I met some amazing people there. I also got hit on a lot, which was unfortunate because -- as you ought to know by now if you've been reading this blog for a while -- I've got very mixed feelings about being hit on and I think sex with people you don't know is typically extremely ugh. When everyone had finally left, and everything was cleaned up without the birthday boy having to do anything, Allie and I went to bed. I was totally exhausted.
We woke up super late on Saturday and went to eat at this great little restaurant. I ordered Crab Cakes Benedict, and although I can assure you there were no crabs harmed in the making of my meal (which may have been a mistake, I don't know) it was delicious!
Saturday night was a party at Alphonso's. Tons of people were there. It was fantastic. Some of them were people I'd already met (like Simon, who reintroduced himself to me :P) but a lot of them were new. About the time people were heading off to various clubs -- the party was kind of in shifts -- I headed off to a club called the Rock and Roll Hotel with some of my new friends, Ryan, Shawn, Aaron, Drew, and Michael -- some of my favorites of the whole weekend. When we were there we also met JR who is cool as shit. A lot of the music was new to me, Baltimore House, and I have to say I LOOOOOOVED IT!! It was a total blast, and I can't wait to hang out with all those boys again. It was by far better than the last time I ran off to hang out with people I'd just met.
Ryan and Shawn also introduced me to this:
The most hysterical thing ever.
So we got back to Alphonso's around 3 am and the party was still going strong, although not for much longer. Met some more people, talked to some people I had already met, had a blast. Passed out.
Sunday, Alphonso and I cleaned up, went out to a place called The Diner for breakfast, and stayed in and watched movies. The weather was gross, but I finally got the chance to see
I Am Legend and got the chance to pass up seeing Babel, which officially grossed me out. A lot.
This morning, I took the train up from DC to Philly and then back to central PA. Now, Katie and I are working on tying up the loose ends here and heading home for the summer. Thursday we're going to NYC for the day and I'm really hoping I'll still manage an appearance at XS. Friday I should be at Town one final time. Saturday is Katie's graduation ceremony, and then Sunday morning -- bright and early because with my whole elbow thing this is going to be a long a hellish road trip -- I will go home to Rhode Island.
...and from there...well, you'll just have to find out. ;) Let's just say this summer will be gooood, especially since I'm starting to get back some of that old spark and spontaneity that I seemed to have lost.
See, it was Alphonso's birthday this weekend so of course I had to figure out how to get there. After XS on Thursday, which was much fun as usual, I went home and tried to figure out how to get to DC as soon as possible. I had had a ride initially, but it fell through. Y'know, it happens.
Then Friday, I banged out eleven pages of the script for that TV show I talked about before. No chance of it being produced in sight, but let me tell you....so far, it's good. And it keeps getting better, in my head anyways.
That night, Cody picked me up and we headed to Towson. Stuff happened, we almost didn't go to Town, but I joined Jeffy, Josh, and Sam on their way down. And, as the death defying ride continued, we discovered I could have gone with a much saner driver and Brendan was still coming down. Oh well. :P
(I still luv you Jeffy, I just don't want to ride with you ever again. :P)
So once we finally made it to Town, that was a blast. Tons of people, new and old, to hang out with. All the dancers I know and love were there. And Dennis -- oh, I felt so bad although everyone kind of got a kick out of this -- hurt himself so he and I both had slings on our left arms. People took pictures of us with out slings. When I'm famous, that's going to end up in a tabloid somewhere, I know it. :P
I reintroduced myself to Simon, which became kind of an inside joke for the weekend. Oh, inside jokes...how you make me laugh -- but quietly, to myself so other people don't think I'm skitzo.
After Town was a party at Alphonso's that ended up lasting until about 6:30 am. It was a total blast and I met some amazing people there. I also got hit on a lot, which was unfortunate because -- as you ought to know by now if you've been reading this blog for a while -- I've got very mixed feelings about being hit on and I think sex with people you don't know is typically extremely ugh. When everyone had finally left, and everything was cleaned up without the birthday boy having to do anything, Allie and I went to bed. I was totally exhausted.
We woke up super late on Saturday and went to eat at this great little restaurant. I ordered Crab Cakes Benedict, and although I can assure you there were no crabs harmed in the making of my meal (which may have been a mistake, I don't know) it was delicious!
Saturday night was a party at Alphonso's. Tons of people were there. It was fantastic. Some of them were people I'd already met (like Simon, who reintroduced himself to me :P) but a lot of them were new. About the time people were heading off to various clubs -- the party was kind of in shifts -- I headed off to a club called the Rock and Roll Hotel with some of my new friends, Ryan, Shawn, Aaron, Drew, and Michael -- some of my favorites of the whole weekend. When we were there we also met JR who is cool as shit. A lot of the music was new to me, Baltimore House, and I have to say I LOOOOOOVED IT!! It was a total blast, and I can't wait to hang out with all those boys again. It was by far better than the last time I ran off to hang out with people I'd just met.
Ryan and Shawn also introduced me to this:
The most hysterical thing ever.
So we got back to Alphonso's around 3 am and the party was still going strong, although not for much longer. Met some more people, talked to some people I had already met, had a blast. Passed out.
Sunday, Alphonso and I cleaned up, went out to a place called The Diner for breakfast, and stayed in and watched movies. The weather was gross, but I finally got the chance to see
I Am Legend and got the chance to pass up seeing Babel, which officially grossed me out. A lot.This morning, I took the train up from DC to Philly and then back to central PA. Now, Katie and I are working on tying up the loose ends here and heading home for the summer. Thursday we're going to NYC for the day and I'm really hoping I'll still manage an appearance at XS. Friday I should be at Town one final time. Saturday is Katie's graduation ceremony, and then Sunday morning -- bright and early because with my whole elbow thing this is going to be a long a hellish road trip -- I will go home to Rhode Island.
...and from there...well, you'll just have to find out. ;) Let's just say this summer will be gooood, especially since I'm starting to get back some of that old spark and spontaneity that I seemed to have lost.
Saturday, May 03, 2008
Birthdays abound!
I have celebrated so much birthdays lately! It's making me even more excited for mine!
Amanda's birthday was Friday so we went out to XS on Thursday and went down to Town on Friday to celebrate. Amanda, Jeff, Cody, Michael, and I went down to DC with Brendan. Coincidentally, my friend Aaron has been celebrating his birthday as well (which was Wednesday) in the same locations. To surprise Amanda, Brighid and Tyler came down to DC. She loved it. (I'll let you all imagine the things going on in my head.) Town was actually really awkward and uncomfortable for me until I decided to bail on the people I came with and hang out almost exclusively with Alphonso. I guess I should have taken three Percocets instead of just two. (The third one for the high and not the pain relief -- although I got jostled a lot and that was not fun either.)
So, this week has been overall, quite enjoyable because, honestly, karma's a raging bitch on PMS and she is kicking everybody's asses. I know it's sick, but I love it. There's been several examples of this, most of which I'm not going to get into because I know that won't end well.
First -- and probably my favorite -- who remembers Anthony? My ex who cheated on me, on my campus after just a couple weeks? Saw him -- didn't recognize him, he looks reminiscent of a hobo at the moment -- and he proceeded to tell me, as if I would be sympathetic, that his ex cheated on him. With a girl. Actually, the situation it seems was very Kat-esque in that the girl was in the picture the whole time, and Anthony was unknowingly the "other man".
Love. My. Life.
There is another karmic incident that you will no doubt be interested in, but at present I can't.
My least favorite of these incidents is actually a realization that I totally had my own karmic kickback (that doesn't seem to be over yet). I'm not going to get into too much, because the boy in question does read this blog. (Or did...given his (what I've interpreted as) distant and strange behavior over the past couple days, I'm not going to make any attempts to predict anything he does.) Suffice to say, I was an asshole and I had the whole thing with Michael coming to me, totally earned. Not sure I've earned all of the treatment I've been getting but...oh well. I've been told by multiple people I just need to let "it" blow over for a few days. No clue was "it" is, of course. And I'd rather have "it" get talked about than have "it" lying under the surface of our friendship waiting for an opportunity to boil to the surface and cause even more trouble later.
Now, for the final point of this entry...Jeff, Adam Brody is this guy:
And whether or not you agree with me, you definitely look like the love child of Adam Brody and Orlando Bloom.
Amanda's birthday was Friday so we went out to XS on Thursday and went down to Town on Friday to celebrate. Amanda, Jeff, Cody, Michael, and I went down to DC with Brendan. Coincidentally, my friend Aaron has been celebrating his birthday as well (which was Wednesday) in the same locations. To surprise Amanda, Brighid and Tyler came down to DC. She loved it. (I'll let you all imagine the things going on in my head.) Town was actually really awkward and uncomfortable for me until I decided to bail on the people I came with and hang out almost exclusively with Alphonso. I guess I should have taken three Percocets instead of just two. (The third one for the high and not the pain relief -- although I got jostled a lot and that was not fun either.)
So, this week has been overall, quite enjoyable because, honestly, karma's a raging bitch on PMS and she is kicking everybody's asses. I know it's sick, but I love it. There's been several examples of this, most of which I'm not going to get into because I know that won't end well.
First -- and probably my favorite -- who remembers Anthony? My ex who cheated on me, on my campus after just a couple weeks? Saw him -- didn't recognize him, he looks reminiscent of a hobo at the moment -- and he proceeded to tell me, as if I would be sympathetic, that his ex cheated on him. With a girl. Actually, the situation it seems was very Kat-esque in that the girl was in the picture the whole time, and Anthony was unknowingly the "other man".
Love. My. Life.
There is another karmic incident that you will no doubt be interested in, but at present I can't.
My least favorite of these incidents is actually a realization that I totally had my own karmic kickback (that doesn't seem to be over yet). I'm not going to get into too much, because the boy in question does read this blog. (Or did...given his (what I've interpreted as) distant and strange behavior over the past couple days, I'm not going to make any attempts to predict anything he does.) Suffice to say, I was an asshole and I had the whole thing with Michael coming to me, totally earned. Not sure I've earned all of the treatment I've been getting but...oh well. I've been told by multiple people I just need to let "it" blow over for a few days. No clue was "it" is, of course. And I'd rather have "it" get talked about than have "it" lying under the surface of our friendship waiting for an opportunity to boil to the surface and cause even more trouble later.
Now, for the final point of this entry...Jeff, Adam Brody is this guy:
And whether or not you agree with me, you definitely look like the love child of Adam Brody and Orlando Bloom.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Let's go girls...
Instead of bringing a bunch of straight boys with me to Club XS Thursday, I ended up taking an entourage of girls. It was still a total blast. And a ton of people were there, which was so exciting. And they let me in for free this week -- I don't get it but I'm a fan.
I moved my car instead of risking a ticket or getting towed. So I moved the car to a Dunkin Donuts parking lot, and just in case, I bought a donut and put it in the driver's seat so I couldn't be accused of not being a customer in their parking lot. I'm so proud of myself for that one.
Winning the award for most ironic moment ever, Thursday I got a plastic Easter egg from my friend Allison. Who is Jewish. That's one for the memoirs.
Last night, I was all prepped and ready to head down to Town and I started down when Damon gave me a call and asked if I was going. I ended up picking him up and then he drove my car down to DC where we met up with Cody, Brendan, and Adam. We spent hours there and had a total blast but it wasn't anything unusual or different, really. I hung out a little bit with the dancers there -- Aric, Dennis, Brandon, and Jared. (Shane wasn't working but I can't get over how fabulous he looked, I wish I had a picture.) I cannot wait til my elbow is fixed and I start working out so I can be in shape enough to work with them! Bill was our bartender, which is always good although I'm guessing from how everyone else (who was over 21) reacted to their alcohol consumption that he was being very heavy-handed with the alcohol. :P
So, I drove home from DC when we left, which was cool. Despite the rush hour (cause the clubs were letting out) and the fact that it was a city...I didn't freak out or anything. Apparently I *am* capable of big city driving other than Providence. Isn't that cool?
Also, Damon taught me how to use my new phone's navigation feature! Woooo!!
Anyways, it's been a fun weekend so far. I have no idea what's in store for the rest of it but I imagine we'll find out soon!
Oh, since I failed to take any pictures that I can put on my comp last night (I don't have cords from my phone to my comp, I don't know why :P) I'm gonna throw some of Blake Riley's new photos up there! (I'm borrowing from the new album on his Myspace!)
I know, it has nothing to do with anything, but you have to admit the guy is gorgeous!
I moved my car instead of risking a ticket or getting towed. So I moved the car to a Dunkin Donuts parking lot, and just in case, I bought a donut and put it in the driver's seat so I couldn't be accused of not being a customer in their parking lot. I'm so proud of myself for that one.
Winning the award for most ironic moment ever, Thursday I got a plastic Easter egg from my friend Allison. Who is Jewish. That's one for the memoirs.
Last night, I was all prepped and ready to head down to Town and I started down when Damon gave me a call and asked if I was going. I ended up picking him up and then he drove my car down to DC where we met up with Cody, Brendan, and Adam. We spent hours there and had a total blast but it wasn't anything unusual or different, really. I hung out a little bit with the dancers there -- Aric, Dennis, Brandon, and Jared. (Shane wasn't working but I can't get over how fabulous he looked, I wish I had a picture.) I cannot wait til my elbow is fixed and I start working out so I can be in shape enough to work with them! Bill was our bartender, which is always good although I'm guessing from how everyone else (who was over 21) reacted to their alcohol consumption that he was being very heavy-handed with the alcohol. :P
So, I drove home from DC when we left, which was cool. Despite the rush hour (cause the clubs were letting out) and the fact that it was a city...I didn't freak out or anything. Apparently I *am* capable of big city driving other than Providence. Isn't that cool?
Also, Damon taught me how to use my new phone's navigation feature! Woooo!!
Anyways, it's been a fun weekend so far. I have no idea what's in store for the rest of it but I imagine we'll find out soon!
Oh, since I failed to take any pictures that I can put on my comp last night (I don't have cords from my phone to my comp, I don't know why :P) I'm gonna throw some of Blake Riley's new photos up there! (I'm borrowing from the new album on his Myspace!)
I know, it has nothing to do with anything, but you have to admit the guy is gorgeous!
Saturday, March 01, 2008
But your ass is saying something...
I've had a confusing weekend, I mean, emotionally speaking. (Of course, I just now realized why: guess who's having his man period! :P)
So, this week things dwindled at school as everyone geared up for our poorly timed spring break which manages to exactly not coincide with the spring break of any school I know of -- or spring, for that matter.
Anyways, I am more than relieved for several reasons to escape with my friend Amanda to XS on Thursday night. Once there, we were almost immediately introduced to Brendan's compatriots for the night. The first, Jared, is a go go boy from New York state. As far as he goes...he was quite a character, but other details about him are not particularly necessary for my stories. (Brendan would probably disagree, but then again this is my blog and I'm not going to tell Brendan's stories on it. :P) Anyways, Jared was Brendan's date for the weekend.
We were also introduced to Michael -- a tiny bit shorter than me, but gorgeous enough that I am more than willing to make an exception to my taller-is-better rule. (That makes the total number of people who are exceptions to that rule up to 3.) As we talk about the boys, I suddenly recall having briefly met Michael once before.
He had already made this connection. Once again, yours truly is the slow one. :P
Anyhow, I begin flirting with Michael. Subtly at first (well, subtly for me) but more overtly as the night went on. I know, I know, I have a problem being like relaxed when it comes to boys and I come on too strong and just, in general, completely sabotage myself. Which is too bad, because when I'm not actually interested, I'm a damn master at flirting.
But the real master of flirting -- Jason -- Michael also caught his eye. And despite the fact that Jason and I are good friends, he never lets that stop him from flirting with people. (Whereas, if I'm aware that a friend of mine is into someone, I almost always back off.) (Maybe this tiny bit of selflessness is why I never get guys and Jason never has an issue with that?)
After the club, we went to the diner. Where I sat next to Michael, we talked the whole time and shared our food. (Amanda too.) And then we shared our phone numbers -- yeah, I got a boy's phone number!
So I got back to my apartment at 4 in the morning. Slept til 6. Woke up. Brought Katie to the airport. Went back to the apartment. Slept a half hour. Went to class. Didn't have the short story read that we were discussing -- but it's okay, no one did.
As I am trying to kill time between my two classes (my class that goes in between them was canceled because the prof was already on spring break, grr) and calling people. I call Jason, with the intent of seeing if he needed a ride to Town (he was having car issues). Turns out, he needs someone to help him get his car to the shop. I volunteer. So, I head over to his place and follow him in his car to the car place, then drive him back. He gave me a birch beer (OMG I love those things, ps) and soon I was on my way back to school.
Got back just in time for my acting class. Which basically consisted of, "They wouldn't let me cancel class. I marked you all as here. Have fun on break, bye!"
So I went to my apartment. And once I'm there, I get a call from Michael wondering if I want to hang out with him after he gets off work but before we go to Brendan's to meet everyone for Town. I'm totally game, of course, so I get ready quickly and flew down to the mall he works at and met him as he got off work.
Or as he was supposed to get off work.
Fifty minutes later, we left the Nordstroms where he works and went to his apartment where we chilled, ate, and then where he got ready. We headed over to Brendan's (later than we meant to because someone couldn't decide on a shirt...:P) where we met up with Brendan, Jason, Jared and a brand new Carl. Carl is Jared's ex-boyfriend and fellow go go boy who drove down from New York. I don't get it either, to be totally honest. But he was cool.
Jason wasn't feeling well and almost didn't come to Town, but Michael kept telling him he should, so Jason gave in. I think I would've felt bad if he didn't come, since he went all the way down to Brendan's house and then he would've just driven back. Like, way to get yourself all hyped up for a party and then go home and sleep. :P But Jason came with us.
And he and Michael flirted most of the night. Meanwhile, I also flirted with Michael and sometimes it seemed like he was flirting back and other times, not so much. I can't tell with boys anymore.
So, after Town, we went back to Brendan's. Jason got himself set up to sleep on the couch as usual, as Carl and Jared and Brendan disappeared upstairs for bed. Michael and I weren't sure whether or not we were gonna sleep there or at his apartment (which is not far away). Since my car was in the mall, I couldn't up and leave but -- I'll be honest -- I was feeling pretty discouraged by the whole Jason/Michael thing and I probably would have come home and let them have at it if I'd had the option. It was a good thing I didn't have the option, cause I totally would have regretted it.
So, yeah, Michael and I cuddled (and nothing else you dirty sex-addicts) off-and-on through the night, and I don't know about him but I woke up feeling very refreshed. We got him off to work and I got my car and came home where I am now. With no idea what I'm doing between now and when I have to work tomorrow at 12.
So, this week things dwindled at school as everyone geared up for our poorly timed spring break which manages to exactly not coincide with the spring break of any school I know of -- or spring, for that matter.
Anyways, I am more than relieved for several reasons to escape with my friend Amanda to XS on Thursday night. Once there, we were almost immediately introduced to Brendan's compatriots for the night. The first, Jared, is a go go boy from New York state. As far as he goes...he was quite a character, but other details about him are not particularly necessary for my stories. (Brendan would probably disagree, but then again this is my blog and I'm not going to tell Brendan's stories on it. :P) Anyways, Jared was Brendan's date for the weekend.
We were also introduced to Michael -- a tiny bit shorter than me, but gorgeous enough that I am more than willing to make an exception to my taller-is-better rule. (That makes the total number of people who are exceptions to that rule up to 3.) As we talk about the boys, I suddenly recall having briefly met Michael once before.
He had already made this connection. Once again, yours truly is the slow one. :P
Anyhow, I begin flirting with Michael. Subtly at first (well, subtly for me) but more overtly as the night went on. I know, I know, I have a problem being like relaxed when it comes to boys and I come on too strong and just, in general, completely sabotage myself. Which is too bad, because when I'm not actually interested, I'm a damn master at flirting.
But the real master of flirting -- Jason -- Michael also caught his eye. And despite the fact that Jason and I are good friends, he never lets that stop him from flirting with people. (Whereas, if I'm aware that a friend of mine is into someone, I almost always back off.) (Maybe this tiny bit of selflessness is why I never get guys and Jason never has an issue with that?)
After the club, we went to the diner. Where I sat next to Michael, we talked the whole time and shared our food. (Amanda too.) And then we shared our phone numbers -- yeah, I got a boy's phone number!
So I got back to my apartment at 4 in the morning. Slept til 6. Woke up. Brought Katie to the airport. Went back to the apartment. Slept a half hour. Went to class. Didn't have the short story read that we were discussing -- but it's okay, no one did.
As I am trying to kill time between my two classes (my class that goes in between them was canceled because the prof was already on spring break, grr) and calling people. I call Jason, with the intent of seeing if he needed a ride to Town (he was having car issues). Turns out, he needs someone to help him get his car to the shop. I volunteer. So, I head over to his place and follow him in his car to the car place, then drive him back. He gave me a birch beer (OMG I love those things, ps) and soon I was on my way back to school.
Got back just in time for my acting class. Which basically consisted of, "They wouldn't let me cancel class. I marked you all as here. Have fun on break, bye!"
So I went to my apartment. And once I'm there, I get a call from Michael wondering if I want to hang out with him after he gets off work but before we go to Brendan's to meet everyone for Town. I'm totally game, of course, so I get ready quickly and flew down to the mall he works at and met him as he got off work.
Or as he was supposed to get off work.
Fifty minutes later, we left the Nordstroms where he works and went to his apartment where we chilled, ate, and then where he got ready. We headed over to Brendan's (later than we meant to because someone couldn't decide on a shirt...:P) where we met up with Brendan, Jason, Jared and a brand new Carl. Carl is Jared's ex-boyfriend and fellow go go boy who drove down from New York. I don't get it either, to be totally honest. But he was cool.
Jason wasn't feeling well and almost didn't come to Town, but Michael kept telling him he should, so Jason gave in. I think I would've felt bad if he didn't come, since he went all the way down to Brendan's house and then he would've just driven back. Like, way to get yourself all hyped up for a party and then go home and sleep. :P But Jason came with us.
And he and Michael flirted most of the night. Meanwhile, I also flirted with Michael and sometimes it seemed like he was flirting back and other times, not so much. I can't tell with boys anymore.
So, after Town, we went back to Brendan's. Jason got himself set up to sleep on the couch as usual, as Carl and Jared and Brendan disappeared upstairs for bed. Michael and I weren't sure whether or not we were gonna sleep there or at his apartment (which is not far away). Since my car was in the mall, I couldn't up and leave but -- I'll be honest -- I was feeling pretty discouraged by the whole Jason/Michael thing and I probably would have come home and let them have at it if I'd had the option. It was a good thing I didn't have the option, cause I totally would have regretted it.
So, yeah, Michael and I cuddled (and nothing else you dirty sex-addicts) off-and-on through the night, and I don't know about him but I woke up feeling very refreshed. We got him off to work and I got my car and came home where I am now. With no idea what I'm doing between now and when I have to work tomorrow at 12.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
It's been a long, been a long, been a long day
Actually, that's a lie. I've been awake for like an hour. :P
Anyways, to start off with, I just want to say "YAY SHANEY!" because he commented my last post.
Going back to that, a whole bunch of you were all trying to impress upon me the importance of Anne Frank's story. Go back, reread, guys. I never said I wasn't enthusiastic about the show. I never said I didn't get why it's an important show. I said I wasn't enthusiastic about the role that I'm playing. Which is still true, he's just not a character you can do a lot with. He's got a limp (we think he had a limp, all I've found is that he was injured in WWI and that in other productions, he had a limp in his left leg), I'm playing around with that. Other than that, there's pretty much nothing you can do with this guy. (No offense if any of Victor Kugler's relatives read this...as a historical figure, he's amazing and fascinating. As a character in the newly adapted version of The Diary of Anne Frank he's a dull and depressing bearer of bad news who shows up three times for like a minute and a half each. If he were still alive, I'm pretty sure he'd sue.)
Anyways, Cody's been complaining about how I haven't been writing. Truth is....I really haven't felt like it. I've been seriously stressing lately, mostly over money. Scratch that, entirely over money.
Right now, I can't go grocery shopping, I don't have the funds. So I've been eating on campus. But next week is spring break, and I'm not going anywhere, so we'll see how fast I starve. :-P After spring break, I'm going to start working out on campus, because its free, until the end of the school year. Despite my whole I-can't-work-out-in-front-of-lots-of-people-who-know-me thing.
The screen on my cell phone died. I managed to get an upgrade, so I have a new phone. It's pretty. It's cute. It has a camera! It does not hold a charge.
And, ultimately (with the mail-in rebate) it will only cost me 3 dollars. Yaya!
And cause of the camera, it means that soon there will be more pictures on this blog!!
I have this...disgraceful atrocity on my face next to my mouth -- it looks like a herpe -- but my friend Michele (who is not exactly a dermatologist, but a bio/psych major is close enough for me) assures me that it's probably from dry skin.
What else is going on?
Not much. This past weekend was boring....weather screwed it up on Thursday and Friday, then I had to work on Saturday. So, that was blah.
Oh, but I will say this: the weekend before was anything BUT boring.
Thursday was XS, as per usual. It was pretty normal, packed and fun. And I went to the diner afterwards, despite my Friday morning classes, as I was really hungry.
Friday -- oh Friday! TJ had this dinner party in Reading, which I promised I would go to for a little while. After we were served our drinks (the wait was ridiculous), I fled the scene and made it to Towson in a much shorter amount of time than I should have been able to. But I sped. And tricked a cop into pulling over someone else. I'm awesome like that.
Anyways, we got to Towson and we all finished get hottified at Brendan's house as usual -- I think this is a nice ritual we've sort of accidentally started. Anyways, so we went to Town and had a blast. I hung out with the
dancers there a bunch, which is always fun. They're amazing guys and I love that I know most of them now.
There was a V-Day thing going on, people could get numbers (which were on stickers you put on yourself) and using those, you could send messages to other people or give them flowers or candy. There were several big screens displaying the messages and who had flowers and candy and such. It was cool, and sometimes trashy, and awesome. My favorite was the one that ended with the signature "Ashley from the bathroom".
We ran into Erik, who, if we saw
each other more than once a year, would be almost the perfect boyfriend for me. :-P I sent him a message using the screens, but he was high as a kite, and thought it came from Brendan. Shit happens, y'know. (Brendan best be backin' up off my boi, yo. :-P) But Erik and I danced some and that was fun.
It was funny though -- because I'm totally inept at flirting when I mean it -- so Cody goes up to help me write the message to Erik, and he and Jared (I think that's his name, he's one of the dancers I don't know as well) are like standing on either side of my, giving me advice. And I am, of course, like panicking, cause I don't know how good their advice will be. Smooth, Graham, smooth. (And I'm pretty sure Jared now thinks I'm retarded.)
After Town, we all went back to Brendan's and crashed. Cody and Bill shared a bed cause of how they're dating, and I got my own -- which is nice, I guess. I suppose it's less awkward than if Bill and I had shared beds and Cody has been alone.
Anyways -- some of you know this, others don't. Not only am I kind of an exhibitionist, I like to watch. If you know what I'm saying. So, Cody and Bill are both horny. And both like to be watched.
And they have not yet actually had sex. (Although I'm sure they fooled around.) So there I am, and I got to see the two lovebirds bang for the first time! (And even though I'm not really attracted to either one of them separately, it was kind of hot. Just sayin'.)
(The pictures, of me talking to Dennis, were taken by Hott Boyz Entertainment....and, they're from several weeks ago, I just didn't feel like going back and putting them in the correct post. :P)
Saturday night, Katie and I hung out. A bunch of our friends turned 21, so we, with plans of not getting too drunk, went to one party. By the time we decided to go to the other, we called the DD and she was like "It's pretty much died down."
So I called up Jake, one of my straight guys, to see what he was up too. Neither one of us was in any shape to drive home, so when Tom (a visiting straight guy that I love who I had no idea would be in town) answered the phone, we went over with plans of sobering up.
Yeah, that didn't happen.
We drank. We played drinking games. We had a blast. We tried to leave, but Katie -- drunk and in heels -- couldn't go very far.
So...Katie, Tom, and I snuggled on the futon in Jake's room. I was incapable of moving at all, stuck between the two of them.
And the next morning, I awoke, still drunk, and headed for where I was meeting the cast of Anne Frank to go down to DC to go to the Holocaust museum. I sobered up pretty quickly that morning -- before we even made it into Maryland I was fine. And it was, except for how depressing and gruesome the museum is, a really fun day of cast-bonding.
Anyways, to start off with, I just want to say "YAY SHANEY!" because he commented my last post.
Going back to that, a whole bunch of you were all trying to impress upon me the importance of Anne Frank's story. Go back, reread, guys. I never said I wasn't enthusiastic about the show. I never said I didn't get why it's an important show. I said I wasn't enthusiastic about the role that I'm playing. Which is still true, he's just not a character you can do a lot with. He's got a limp (we think he had a limp, all I've found is that he was injured in WWI and that in other productions, he had a limp in his left leg), I'm playing around with that. Other than that, there's pretty much nothing you can do with this guy. (No offense if any of Victor Kugler's relatives read this...as a historical figure, he's amazing and fascinating. As a character in the newly adapted version of The Diary of Anne Frank he's a dull and depressing bearer of bad news who shows up three times for like a minute and a half each. If he were still alive, I'm pretty sure he'd sue.)
Anyways, Cody's been complaining about how I haven't been writing. Truth is....I really haven't felt like it. I've been seriously stressing lately, mostly over money. Scratch that, entirely over money.
Right now, I can't go grocery shopping, I don't have the funds. So I've been eating on campus. But next week is spring break, and I'm not going anywhere, so we'll see how fast I starve. :-P After spring break, I'm going to start working out on campus, because its free, until the end of the school year. Despite my whole I-can't-work-out-in-front-of-lots-of-people-who-know-me thing.
The screen on my cell phone died. I managed to get an upgrade, so I have a new phone. It's pretty. It's cute. It has a camera! It does not hold a charge.
And, ultimately (with the mail-in rebate) it will only cost me 3 dollars. Yaya!
And cause of the camera, it means that soon there will be more pictures on this blog!!
I have this...disgraceful atrocity on my face next to my mouth -- it looks like a herpe -- but my friend Michele (who is not exactly a dermatologist, but a bio/psych major is close enough for me) assures me that it's probably from dry skin.
What else is going on?
Not much. This past weekend was boring....weather screwed it up on Thursday and Friday, then I had to work on Saturday. So, that was blah.
Oh, but I will say this: the weekend before was anything BUT boring.
Thursday was XS, as per usual. It was pretty normal, packed and fun. And I went to the diner afterwards, despite my Friday morning classes, as I was really hungry.
Friday -- oh Friday! TJ had this dinner party in Reading, which I promised I would go to for a little while. After we were served our drinks (the wait was ridiculous), I fled the scene and made it to Towson in a much shorter amount of time than I should have been able to. But I sped. And tricked a cop into pulling over someone else. I'm awesome like that.
Anyways, we got to Towson and we all finished get hottified at Brendan's house as usual -- I think this is a nice ritual we've sort of accidentally started. Anyways, so we went to Town and had a blast. I hung out with the
dancers there a bunch, which is always fun. They're amazing guys and I love that I know most of them now.There was a V-Day thing going on, people could get numbers (which were on stickers you put on yourself) and using those, you could send messages to other people or give them flowers or candy. There were several big screens displaying the messages and who had flowers and candy and such. It was cool, and sometimes trashy, and awesome. My favorite was the one that ended with the signature "Ashley from the bathroom".
We ran into Erik, who, if we saw
each other more than once a year, would be almost the perfect boyfriend for me. :-P I sent him a message using the screens, but he was high as a kite, and thought it came from Brendan. Shit happens, y'know. (Brendan best be backin' up off my boi, yo. :-P) But Erik and I danced some and that was fun.It was funny though -- because I'm totally inept at flirting when I mean it -- so Cody goes up to help me write the message to Erik, and he and Jared (I think that's his name, he's one of the dancers I don't know as well) are like standing on either side of my, giving me advice. And I am, of course, like panicking, cause I don't know how good their advice will be. Smooth, Graham, smooth. (And I'm pretty sure Jared now thinks I'm retarded.)
After Town, we all went back to Brendan's and crashed. Cody and Bill shared a bed cause of how they're dating, and I got my own -- which is nice, I guess. I suppose it's less awkward than if Bill and I had shared beds and Cody has been alone.
Anyways -- some of you know this, others don't. Not only am I kind of an exhibitionist, I like to watch. If you know what I'm saying. So, Cody and Bill are both horny. And both like to be watched.
And they have not yet actually had sex. (Although I'm sure they fooled around.) So there I am, and I got to see the two lovebirds bang for the first time! (And even though I'm not really attracted to either one of them separately, it was kind of hot. Just sayin'.)
(The pictures, of me talking to Dennis, were taken by Hott Boyz Entertainment....and, they're from several weeks ago, I just didn't feel like going back and putting them in the correct post. :P)
Saturday night, Katie and I hung out. A bunch of our friends turned 21, so we, with plans of not getting too drunk, went to one party. By the time we decided to go to the other, we called the DD and she was like "It's pretty much died down."
So I called up Jake, one of my straight guys, to see what he was up too. Neither one of us was in any shape to drive home, so when Tom (a visiting straight guy that I love who I had no idea would be in town) answered the phone, we went over with plans of sobering up.Yeah, that didn't happen.
We drank. We played drinking games. We had a blast. We tried to leave, but Katie -- drunk and in heels -- couldn't go very far.
So...Katie, Tom, and I snuggled on the futon in Jake's room. I was incapable of moving at all, stuck between the two of them.
And the next morning, I awoke, still drunk, and headed for where I was meeting the cast of Anne Frank to go down to DC to go to the Holocaust museum. I sobered up pretty quickly that morning -- before we even made it into Maryland I was fine. And it was, except for how depressing and gruesome the museum is, a really fun day of cast-bonding.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
"Can a simple tune flow through you?"
To express to you exactly how crazy my week has been, I'll tell you this: I have three -- yes, three -- saved drafts of posts from during the week that were from times when I thought I had time to write, and didn't.
So, keep your eyes peeled for posts from before this, an in-depth of the Superbowl Sunday party; a discussion of sour gummy candies; and a recounting of my various auditions of the week.
So I will summarize the auditions: I auditioned and got called back to two different things. I have since been cast as Mr. Kraler in The Diary of Anne Frank. I hate myself for this, but I am not enthused for this role. But then I remember similar feelings for other shows, and I've ended up loving them. So I'm trying to draw comparisons between this role and Jellaby from Arcadia (he's a similarly sized part) to drum up enthusiasm. So far, no luck. I'll get there, I'm sure.
I may or may not have been cast in the stage reading of The Trouble With Therapy, I really haven't checked the cast list. I need to do that though. I'm not holding my breath but we'll see.
Also, invitations to this sort of prom-esque dance our college has for juniors and seniors got sent out this week. It's in April, but we have to register this month...and I'm pretty sure that's with our dates too. I'm still looking for my date. Before you even say it, I asked James and he said no. I have a couple back up plans, should nothing pan out (thank you Damon and Dakota for that!)
So, I headed to XS after sort of but not really getting ready because I was hurrying to get there after one of my call-back auditions. It was a DJ Khumeleon week which means, of course, that it is packed and with a lot of straight men from Maryland. As usual, most of the guys I wanted to talk to were straight but...
I did meet a boy, though. And for fear of jinxing anything, that's all I'll say.
Oh, and he looks reminiscent Adam Brody. Only prettier and taller.
Friday, I went straight from classes to Harrisburg where I met up with Carl and we went down to the apartment he is living at where several of us met up before going down to Towson to meet up with the rest of the gang.
Ultimately, we had three cars going down to DC this week. That's a record for us and our entourage was huge. It was a lot of fun though. Like an extra ultra lot of fun.
Saturday was interesting only because, in all of the cars, and car-switching, etc that had occured when leaving Town I had managed to get separated from my jacket. And my car keys. So things got complex but we managed to reunite me with all of my stuff and I was able to collect and deposit my paycheck. Which is good, because I was overdrawn. Unfortch, that won't change til tomorrow.
So, basically, I'm facing the most profound lack of money I have ever personally experienced. Something to get used to, since I'm graduating in three semesters. :P
Overall though, I'm pretty content.
In fact, I think, right now the only thing that could make me more content would be having a new outfit (or two) for this weekend coming up. Yeaya!
So, keep your eyes peeled for posts from before this, an in-depth of the Superbowl Sunday party; a discussion of sour gummy candies; and a recounting of my various auditions of the week.
So I will summarize the auditions: I auditioned and got called back to two different things. I have since been cast as Mr. Kraler in The Diary of Anne Frank. I hate myself for this, but I am not enthused for this role. But then I remember similar feelings for other shows, and I've ended up loving them. So I'm trying to draw comparisons between this role and Jellaby from Arcadia (he's a similarly sized part) to drum up enthusiasm. So far, no luck. I'll get there, I'm sure.
I may or may not have been cast in the stage reading of The Trouble With Therapy, I really haven't checked the cast list. I need to do that though. I'm not holding my breath but we'll see.
Also, invitations to this sort of prom-esque dance our college has for juniors and seniors got sent out this week. It's in April, but we have to register this month...and I'm pretty sure that's with our dates too. I'm still looking for my date. Before you even say it, I asked James and he said no. I have a couple back up plans, should nothing pan out (thank you Damon and Dakota for that!)
So, I headed to XS after sort of but not really getting ready because I was hurrying to get there after one of my call-back auditions. It was a DJ Khumeleon week which means, of course, that it is packed and with a lot of straight men from Maryland. As usual, most of the guys I wanted to talk to were straight but...
I did meet a boy, though. And for fear of jinxing anything, that's all I'll say.
Oh, and he looks reminiscent Adam Brody. Only prettier and taller.
Friday, I went straight from classes to Harrisburg where I met up with Carl and we went down to the apartment he is living at where several of us met up before going down to Towson to meet up with the rest of the gang.
Ultimately, we had three cars going down to DC this week. That's a record for us and our entourage was huge. It was a lot of fun though. Like an extra ultra lot of fun.
Saturday was interesting only because, in all of the cars, and car-switching, etc that had occured when leaving Town I had managed to get separated from my jacket. And my car keys. So things got complex but we managed to reunite me with all of my stuff and I was able to collect and deposit my paycheck. Which is good, because I was overdrawn. Unfortch, that won't change til tomorrow.
So, basically, I'm facing the most profound lack of money I have ever personally experienced. Something to get used to, since I'm graduating in three semesters. :P
Overall though, I'm pretty content.
In fact, I think, right now the only thing that could make me more content would be having a new outfit (or two) for this weekend coming up. Yeaya!
Sunday, February 03, 2008
How could you do this to me, Patriots? HOW???
I definitely, definitely, definitely need to share this weekends adventures with you. Because, well, wow. Y'know what I mean?
Firstly though, I have to give some shout outs to my friends who I just found out are readers of my blog: Andrew, Bridger, Tommy, Jake, possibly Mike....hi! :D
(PS For everyone reading, you can comment without getting an account on this site. And I think you should. :D)
So, Friday night we went to Town. But usually we go to Towson, we meet up with Brendan at his place, and we go and it's almost all covered by him because, seriously, there is not a more generous guy around. (Plus, the fact that he can spare the money really helps.)
But, this weekend, well, there was an after party after XS on Thursday. (Of course, I couldn't have gone even if I had hadn't to work, thank you classes...) and Brendan ended up having to take care of his friend Dakota all Friday, into the night, because the hangover was that hardcore. So, those of us that usually go with Brendan quickly pulled together a plan for all of us to go down together. Pay for ourselves, and our own beverages (until we each found someone to buy them for us that is), and I was going to tip each of the dancers out of my own wallet as well.
I always tip the dancers, even ones I may not know or like, because I understand how hard they are working. Also, Town doesn't have any dancers who aren't hot. Also, I want them to know and like me for when I start working there (after I've been working out for a while and then audition.)
Anyways, so I went up to the second floor instead of sticking around for the drag show. The drag queens they get aren't bad, but I'm still very disenchanted with drag in general after having dated a drag queen. So I headed upstairs, alone, and said hi to the Brandon and Dennis, since they dance there and I know them.
Then, I headed over to the bar where two bartenders I had previously Myspaced (what? I'm not creepy) were working. Bill and Antonio. And I chatted with them, and got my first Red Bull of the night from Antonio. They were extremely entertaining and just the best bartenders. Did I mention that they're gorgeous as well? So I was stayed over by them until the second floor got a bit more crowded.
At one point, this man came over and ordered a drink from Antonio. The guy was very hot and very clearly in some sort of military. Turns out, he was a Marine. And he was very popular, and I kinda had my eye on him all night.
But, and I know we all saw this coming if we know me at all, he was straight and ended up going home with a girl.
Also on the flirtatious front; this guy I hardcore oggle every week wasn't there (sad face!), and I was totally going to actually talk to him. Also, there was no sign of my Angel of Vogue.
My really good friend Don was there, and while we were hanging out he asked one of the dancers (Jared I think?) out to dinner, so, as far as I know, Don went on a dinner date with a gorgeous and exotic go go boy. Yay for Don!
For myself, I caught the eye of one of the dancers, Aric, who's been my favorite for weeks. And when I say "caught the eye" I mean, he liked the fact that I gave him a large tip (although, due to a miscalculation on my part, it wasn't as big as I had wanted it to be...) He actually came over and talked to me, and we had a nice although far too brief conversation about dancing, and getting spray painted.
(As we recall, it's something I have experience with, and he mentioned that he was getting sprayed gold on Saturday so I had to share because...I can't help myself, and I always either talk too little or too much when I'm around hot and nice guys.) (Though, he has a boyfriend -- according to Myspace anyways -- so it doesn't matter that I'm an idiot and/or I subconsciously sabotage my chances with every guy that isn't James, as my friends would say.)
So, we left Town after having met way more people than on any of our previous visits, and hit up a McDonalds that was totally overwhelmed. And they put ketchup on my burger, after we asked three times for them to leave it off.
And thus, the others in my car (Jeff, April, Carl, and Damon, I think I forgot to say) witnessed my fast food strategy. Total sweetheart while ordering, total bitch once I have my food.
"You have to ask for it when you're ordering."
"We did. Three times. Get me one without ketchup."
And the cars behind us started honking.
"Uh, uh...why don't you pull into a parking space and I will bring one out to you."
Grahamburger: scaring fast food employees since 1987.
So, Saturday I went to the second and final Meisner Technique workshop. We finally got into character, and scripts and things like that. Seriously, this is hardcore stuff and I definitely learned a lot. I will be using some of that in my acting in the future, and I hope to take some more classes on the technique.
Katie, Ashley, and I headed over to a restaurant for dinner after the workshop. This one restaurant has chicken wings that I can eat despite my special dietary restrictions. After that we watched Georgia Rule. Despite the terrible reviews it received, I thought it was a great movie. I think it was so unpopular just because it dealt with things that, really, people don't like to deal with and swept nothing under the carpet. It also reminded me why I love Lindsay Lohan and hope that she can survive to adulthood (though she's been doing pretty good lately, and that makes me happy!)
This was followed by watching Coyote Ugly
. Just as fabulous and awesome and fantastic as ever. God, I love that movie.
Katie was seriously sick with flu symptoms the whole time though, so I wasn't just hosting Ashley, I was also playing nurse the whole time I was home. This wasn't that big a deal, but it kinda meant I couldn't like...leave the state. Which had kinda been the plan....(one of these weekends, I'll make it down to Delaware to go clubbing...)
So, after that, I thought I might go hang out with my straight guy friends. It's been waaay too long. I know that being around them makes me a total glutton for punishment (all that I want, nothing I can have :P) but we already knew that. I knew they were doing stuff that night, so I called, tried to find out where they were....but with the drinking and the noise....
Well, two hours later when I found the place, it was just in time to discover Mike, Mike, and Jake all leaving so I gave them a ride so they didn't have to walk in the cold and then I went home and slept.
But most of the guys were at tonight's Superbowl party, which was a BLAST and a half. It was hosted by Crystal and Cara (C&C) -- and really, if I were going to be straight, these would be my dream girls. Other than Gwen Stefani. And then the guys (or the "boiz" as I sometimes like to call them) were there, and all the rest of C&C's friends. And we just had a great time.
Even though the Patriots lost.
On my way home, I was thinking about it. Ever since I found out what a fag-stag was, I've been wanting one. But it dawned on me...why do I need some sort of new different and special relationship with a straight guy when I've got this? I've got a whole gang of guys who don't mind when I hit on them, who freely joke about that time I apparently got super drunk and tried grabbing their junk (I don't remember this, it's really sad), who I can talk fashion to, who I can call gay, who I can have a walk-off with, and who try repeatedly to wrestle me even though they know it will turn me on in all kinds of unhealthy ways, who read my blog despite it's extremely gay content. Like, boo-hoo they don't come out to the clubs with me; do I really need them to? I like their company more than I like most gay guys (although, the gays really know how to party, and even though the boiz' parties are fun, it ain't no gay party :P). So it was a really fun night.
Even though the Patriots lost.
Did I mention the Patriots lost?
Firstly though, I have to give some shout outs to my friends who I just found out are readers of my blog: Andrew, Bridger, Tommy, Jake, possibly Mike....hi! :D
(PS For everyone reading, you can comment without getting an account on this site. And I think you should. :D)
So, Friday night we went to Town. But usually we go to Towson, we meet up with Brendan at his place, and we go and it's almost all covered by him because, seriously, there is not a more generous guy around. (Plus, the fact that he can spare the money really helps.)
But, this weekend, well, there was an after party after XS on Thursday. (Of course, I couldn't have gone even if I had hadn't to work, thank you classes...) and Brendan ended up having to take care of his friend Dakota all Friday, into the night, because the hangover was that hardcore. So, those of us that usually go with Brendan quickly pulled together a plan for all of us to go down together. Pay for ourselves, and our own beverages (until we each found someone to buy them for us that is), and I was going to tip each of the dancers out of my own wallet as well.
I always tip the dancers, even ones I may not know or like, because I understand how hard they are working. Also, Town doesn't have any dancers who aren't hot. Also, I want them to know and like me for when I start working there (after I've been working out for a while and then audition.)
Anyways, so I went up to the second floor instead of sticking around for the drag show. The drag queens they get aren't bad, but I'm still very disenchanted with drag in general after having dated a drag queen. So I headed upstairs, alone, and said hi to the Brandon and Dennis, since they dance there and I know them.
Then, I headed over to the bar where two bartenders I had previously Myspaced (what? I'm not creepy) were working. Bill and Antonio. And I chatted with them, and got my first Red Bull of the night from Antonio. They were extremely entertaining and just the best bartenders. Did I mention that they're gorgeous as well? So I was stayed over by them until the second floor got a bit more crowded.
At one point, this man came over and ordered a drink from Antonio. The guy was very hot and very clearly in some sort of military. Turns out, he was a Marine. And he was very popular, and I kinda had my eye on him all night.
But, and I know we all saw this coming if we know me at all, he was straight and ended up going home with a girl.
Also on the flirtatious front; this guy I hardcore oggle every week wasn't there (sad face!), and I was totally going to actually talk to him. Also, there was no sign of my Angel of Vogue.
My really good friend Don was there, and while we were hanging out he asked one of the dancers (Jared I think?) out to dinner, so, as far as I know, Don went on a dinner date with a gorgeous and exotic go go boy. Yay for Don!
For myself, I caught the eye of one of the dancers, Aric, who's been my favorite for weeks. And when I say "caught the eye" I mean, he liked the fact that I gave him a large tip (although, due to a miscalculation on my part, it wasn't as big as I had wanted it to be...) He actually came over and talked to me, and we had a nice although far too brief conversation about dancing, and getting spray painted.
(As we recall, it's something I have experience with, and he mentioned that he was getting sprayed gold on Saturday so I had to share because...I can't help myself, and I always either talk too little or too much when I'm around hot and nice guys.) (Though, he has a boyfriend -- according to Myspace anyways -- so it doesn't matter that I'm an idiot and/or I subconsciously sabotage my chances with every guy that isn't James, as my friends would say.)So, we left Town after having met way more people than on any of our previous visits, and hit up a McDonalds that was totally overwhelmed. And they put ketchup on my burger, after we asked three times for them to leave it off.
And thus, the others in my car (Jeff, April, Carl, and Damon, I think I forgot to say) witnessed my fast food strategy. Total sweetheart while ordering, total bitch once I have my food.
"You have to ask for it when you're ordering."
"We did. Three times. Get me one without ketchup."
And the cars behind us started honking.
"Uh, uh...why don't you pull into a parking space and I will bring one out to you."
Grahamburger: scaring fast food employees since 1987.
So, Saturday I went to the second and final Meisner Technique workshop. We finally got into character, and scripts and things like that. Seriously, this is hardcore stuff and I definitely learned a lot. I will be using some of that in my acting in the future, and I hope to take some more classes on the technique.
Katie, Ashley, and I headed over to a restaurant for dinner after the workshop. This one restaurant has chicken wings that I can eat despite my special dietary restrictions. After that we watched Georgia Rule. Despite the terrible reviews it received, I thought it was a great movie. I think it was so unpopular just because it dealt with things that, really, people don't like to deal with and swept nothing under the carpet. It also reminded me why I love Lindsay Lohan and hope that she can survive to adulthood (though she's been doing pretty good lately, and that makes me happy!)This was followed by watching Coyote Ugly
. Just as fabulous and awesome and fantastic as ever. God, I love that movie.Katie was seriously sick with flu symptoms the whole time though, so I wasn't just hosting Ashley, I was also playing nurse the whole time I was home. This wasn't that big a deal, but it kinda meant I couldn't like...leave the state. Which had kinda been the plan....(one of these weekends, I'll make it down to Delaware to go clubbing...)
So, after that, I thought I might go hang out with my straight guy friends. It's been waaay too long. I know that being around them makes me a total glutton for punishment (all that I want, nothing I can have :P) but we already knew that. I knew they were doing stuff that night, so I called, tried to find out where they were....but with the drinking and the noise....
Well, two hours later when I found the place, it was just in time to discover Mike, Mike, and Jake all leaving so I gave them a ride so they didn't have to walk in the cold and then I went home and slept.
But most of the guys were at tonight's Superbowl party, which was a BLAST and a half. It was hosted by Crystal and Cara (C&C) -- and really, if I were going to be straight, these would be my dream girls. Other than Gwen Stefani. And then the guys (or the "boiz" as I sometimes like to call them) were there, and all the rest of C&C's friends. And we just had a great time.
Even though the Patriots lost.
On my way home, I was thinking about it. Ever since I found out what a fag-stag was, I've been wanting one. But it dawned on me...why do I need some sort of new different and special relationship with a straight guy when I've got this? I've got a whole gang of guys who don't mind when I hit on them, who freely joke about that time I apparently got super drunk and tried grabbing their junk (I don't remember this, it's really sad), who I can talk fashion to, who I can call gay, who I can have a walk-off with, and who try repeatedly to wrestle me even though they know it will turn me on in all kinds of unhealthy ways, who read my blog despite it's extremely gay content. Like, boo-hoo they don't come out to the clubs with me; do I really need them to? I like their company more than I like most gay guys (although, the gays really know how to party, and even though the boiz' parties are fun, it ain't no gay party :P). So it was a really fun night.
Even though the Patriots lost.
Did I mention the Patriots lost?
Friday, February 01, 2008
That good old-fashioned surprise ending....
This week has been one shock after another. Surprise, surprise, surprise!
I guess it really started with a kidnapping of sorts. My duties to our schools GSA dragged me down to York for a GLBT youth-group meeting on Thursday night. It was kinda cool. Of course, there's a confidentiality thing so I can't say much more but....there was a panel discussion about AIDS and HIV and I have never had so much fun with a microvirus. I also learned some stuff about the virus and its history.
Anyways, I ended up getting to XS extremely late. I have never parked so far from the club, or seen it that packed. I figure with so many more people there, finding someone to make out with should be a sure thing.
Second surprise of the night: about 35% of the men in that club were straight. All of them cool with guys hitting on them (I mean, they were in a gay bar) but totally not gonna make out with me. Of course, as per usual, I was uninterested in almost every gay guy around. I don't know what it is, but I'm just drawn to those heteros no matter how unnatural their lifestyle may be. :P (I jest, of course.) It did reinforce my desire for a fag stag of my very own, who I can take clubbing with me.
Another surprise happened that night; I saw a cute boy yawning in a corner, and I decided to head over to him. As I approached, he closed his mouth. Now, who ever heard of a boy only being cute when he's yawning
????? A question for the ages, ladies and gentlemen.
The plus side of it being so packed was that so many of my friends were there, and even though we often had trouble finding each other, we rocked that place so hard and we all had a total blast. I hope it's that awesome next time I get to go, because it totally re-energized me about the place.
Katie was away for the weekend, but of course I was too busy to enjoy the apartment too much. Although I'm noticing now, it somehow turned into a mess and that is certainly my fault. Note to self: clean tomorrow. Moving on...
....Friday classes were all fairly typical. Then I went to get my haircut. I didn't have the time to get my dye job fixed, so I said to my hair dresser "Chop it all off." She gave me a weird look. "Like, shave it?" She knows enough about me and about style in general to know that that is not a good idea. "Well, no, just cut it back down to the blonde." So, I'm blonde again. With ridiculously short hair.
Then it was down to Maryland where I met up with Brendan, Cody, Josh, Jason, and Kellen. We raided Brendan's fridge and pantry, and then it was off to Town. I made sure I brought money to tip the dancers because, well, now I know two of them....and two of them I would love to get to know (in the biblical sense, mayhaps? :P). Only one didn't get tipped, and he's hot and all, but not as hot and he never talks to me or anything. That's what he gets. :-P
I was not so much seeking someone to flirt with or whatever at Town, mostly I was enjoying hanging out with Cody and Josh, who I feel like I never see anymore. (Although, I was reminded over the course of the night, there may have been a reason or two that I stopped hanging out with them so much...) We had a great time being the centers of attention...or at least, imagining that we were the centers of attention.
Each really hot guy that I saw ended up having an encounter with another guy's tongue when I decided I should go talk to him.
It was a little awkward. This cute but way too short guy hit on me and danced with me at one point. That was fun, but like I said, too short.
Then, that night's surprise happened. Just before we left, Madonna began to play. I was looking for some of the people we came with, when this gorgeous guy stepped out in front of me, grabbed my hands, and made me vogue. It was fun, funny, bold, spontaneous and awesome.
So, of course, Cody (known for his fantastic timing :P) chose that moment to tell me we were leaving. When I turned to say bye to the Angel of Vogue....he was gone.
We all crashed at Brendan's that night and in the morning I ran off to school to attend a workshop on the Meisner technique of acting. Weird ass stuff but who knows, it might help me out. I have a second workshop to go to this weekend.
I left from the workshop and went straight to work, where I closed the store and then spent the rest of the night doing nothing, alone in the apartment. I checked my e-mail and discovered that I did not get enough votes to beat out the competition, and I will not be in this year's Mr. Etown Pageant. I'm not shocked, we're in central PA, like they're going to elect the (out) gay kid? (Of course, at least one closet case got in, because the gays are secretly well-loved even here. :P)
Sunday was nice and relaxing too.
Monday, I had classes and stuff and to be totally honest, it was really uninteresting and I don't really remember it. I was incredibly busy and I didn't make it home til well after Katie had gone to sleep. Tuesday was pretty much the same. Wednesday was a fantastic day for eye candy. American Eagle called me -- repeatedly -- and gave me some rather unexpected hours. 8 pm to 12am on Thursday. Which means, no XS.
So, I went to bed late with an idea that I would sleep right up until my 3:30 class, go to that, eat dinner, and go straight to work.
So at 9 am, when they called and begged me to work in the morning too, I was less than pleased. I've just come back from today's second unscheduled shift. How's that for a surprise?
In other news, I am totally obsessed with
Make Me a Supermodel on Bravo. If you're watching, here's my thoughts: I hope Ben wins, because he's only a couple of inches thicker than me at the waist and that will be a success for thin men everywhere. On the other hand, Ronnie and Perry are both really gorgeous. In fact, at this point, I'm pretty sure Perry is going to win.
Tomorrow, I am doing classes and then I am rocking Town.
I guess it really started with a kidnapping of sorts. My duties to our schools GSA dragged me down to York for a GLBT youth-group meeting on Thursday night. It was kinda cool. Of course, there's a confidentiality thing so I can't say much more but....there was a panel discussion about AIDS and HIV and I have never had so much fun with a microvirus. I also learned some stuff about the virus and its history.
Anyways, I ended up getting to XS extremely late. I have never parked so far from the club, or seen it that packed. I figure with so many more people there, finding someone to make out with should be a sure thing.
Second surprise of the night: about 35% of the men in that club were straight. All of them cool with guys hitting on them (I mean, they were in a gay bar) but totally not gonna make out with me. Of course, as per usual, I was uninterested in almost every gay guy around. I don't know what it is, but I'm just drawn to those heteros no matter how unnatural their lifestyle may be. :P (I jest, of course.) It did reinforce my desire for a fag stag of my very own, who I can take clubbing with me.
Another surprise happened that night; I saw a cute boy yawning in a corner, and I decided to head over to him. As I approached, he closed his mouth. Now, who ever heard of a boy only being cute when he's yawning
????? A question for the ages, ladies and gentlemen.The plus side of it being so packed was that so many of my friends were there, and even though we often had trouble finding each other, we rocked that place so hard and we all had a total blast. I hope it's that awesome next time I get to go, because it totally re-energized me about the place.
Katie was away for the weekend, but of course I was too busy to enjoy the apartment too much. Although I'm noticing now, it somehow turned into a mess and that is certainly my fault. Note to self: clean tomorrow. Moving on...
....Friday classes were all fairly typical. Then I went to get my haircut. I didn't have the time to get my dye job fixed, so I said to my hair dresser "Chop it all off." She gave me a weird look. "Like, shave it?" She knows enough about me and about style in general to know that that is not a good idea. "Well, no, just cut it back down to the blonde." So, I'm blonde again. With ridiculously short hair.
Then it was down to Maryland where I met up with Brendan, Cody, Josh, Jason, and Kellen. We raided Brendan's fridge and pantry, and then it was off to Town. I made sure I brought money to tip the dancers because, well, now I know two of them....and two of them I would love to get to know (in the biblical sense, mayhaps? :P). Only one didn't get tipped, and he's hot and all, but not as hot and he never talks to me or anything. That's what he gets. :-P
I was not so much seeking someone to flirt with or whatever at Town, mostly I was enjoying hanging out with Cody and Josh, who I feel like I never see anymore. (Although, I was reminded over the course of the night, there may have been a reason or two that I stopped hanging out with them so much...) We had a great time being the centers of attention...or at least, imagining that we were the centers of attention.
Each really hot guy that I saw ended up having an encounter with another guy's tongue when I decided I should go talk to him.
It was a little awkward. This cute but way too short guy hit on me and danced with me at one point. That was fun, but like I said, too short.Then, that night's surprise happened. Just before we left, Madonna began to play. I was looking for some of the people we came with, when this gorgeous guy stepped out in front of me, grabbed my hands, and made me vogue. It was fun, funny, bold, spontaneous and awesome.
So, of course, Cody (known for his fantastic timing :P) chose that moment to tell me we were leaving. When I turned to say bye to the Angel of Vogue....he was gone.
We all crashed at Brendan's that night and in the morning I ran off to school to attend a workshop on the Meisner technique of acting. Weird ass stuff but who knows, it might help me out. I have a second workshop to go to this weekend.
I left from the workshop and went straight to work, where I closed the store and then spent the rest of the night doing nothing, alone in the apartment. I checked my e-mail and discovered that I did not get enough votes to beat out the competition, and I will not be in this year's Mr. Etown Pageant. I'm not shocked, we're in central PA, like they're going to elect the (out) gay kid? (Of course, at least one closet case got in, because the gays are secretly well-loved even here. :P)
Sunday was nice and relaxing too.
Monday, I had classes and stuff and to be totally honest, it was really uninteresting and I don't really remember it. I was incredibly busy and I didn't make it home til well after Katie had gone to sleep. Tuesday was pretty much the same. Wednesday was a fantastic day for eye candy. American Eagle called me -- repeatedly -- and gave me some rather unexpected hours. 8 pm to 12am on Thursday. Which means, no XS.
So, I went to bed late with an idea that I would sleep right up until my 3:30 class, go to that, eat dinner, and go straight to work.
So at 9 am, when they called and begged me to work in the morning too, I was less than pleased. I've just come back from today's second unscheduled shift. How's that for a surprise?
In other news, I am totally obsessed with
Make Me a Supermodel on Bravo. If you're watching, here's my thoughts: I hope Ben wins, because he's only a couple of inches thicker than me at the waist and that will be a success for thin men everywhere. On the other hand, Ronnie and Perry are both really gorgeous. In fact, at this point, I'm pretty sure Perry is going to win.Tomorrow, I am doing classes and then I am rocking Town.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Mother Effer!!!!
This went, very quickly, from being a fantastic weekend to being a highly crappy one.
Let me start at the beginning.
Thursday night I stayed in because the weather was bad. It was kind of nice, a little dull but whatever. It was the night I officially got my sleep schedule back on track.
(So, of course, my sleep schedule has been all effed up since then. :P)
Friday night, I thought I had to work an overnight at American Eagle (floorset this weekend!! Blah!) but the store manager called me to confirm my Saturday shift and I was like "Wait, wait, what about tonight?" and she was like "Floorset is Saturday and Sunday nights...."
So I felt kind of dumb, but I was excited because there was enough time to make arrangements to get to Town in DC.
Once we got there, I got bombarded with people I was being introduced to, who were introducing themselves to me. Apparently, I've officially been there enough to garner some attention for myself. I got introduced to one of the go go boys there, and afterwards he said to my friend "We love Graham, he's so full of energy." This bodes extremely well for my hope to go go dance there in the relatively near future.
Saturday, a whole group of us went to see 27 Dresses. It was extremely predictable, but it was cute and I loved it. From there, we all went to get dinner and then I left for work as they all began drinking.
Strangest thing -- on the way to work, I was forced to take a detour. The police and a bunch of firefighters had blocked off one side of the highway with flares (and then, behind the flares, by parking their cars) but unlike normally when the highway gets blocked off, there was no sort of gradual blocking off or like guiding cars to the exit you had to take. You just went up the hill and saw this like...wall of flares with a wall of police cars behind it and you had about two seconds to get over and off the highway before you hit them.
Last night I went to work overnight again. Rather than a nine-to-three shift, it was a six-to-midnight shift so that's left time for partying (because of today is a holiday). I went to the new 18+ night that Stallions is having. It wasn't crowded, but Stallions never is, but there were a lot of people there that I knew.
Including my ex. (Y'know, the one we don't talk about?) And he was there with his boyfriend.
Now, I know, know, know, I shouldn't be upset. I can see him without his boyfriend and be totally cool (course, then he's usually drunk and talking about how much he misses me which is annoying but not upsetting) but with a boyfriend? Drove me totally nuts. Why? That's a hella good question, but I'm guessing it's because of how I've been single for well over a year. Am I really more flawed than him? And if so, how and when did that happen?
So I came back from the club and was rather upset. I realized, since Katie was helping our friend Kat with some drama of her own (which has taken a terrible turn for the worse today, and I'm going in as back up as soon as I'm done writing this -- and I'm bringing cookies) I had no one to mope with before bed. I ended up going to the diner we usually go to and stress eating. It wasn't pretty.
EDIT: Kat wants as many people to know about the utter douche-bag-ness of her (now ex) boyfriend (David St. John, hate him in any and all ways that you can) as possible, so I'm going to give you all of the details.
So, last night, Kat received an IM from someone claiming to be her boyfriend's little sister. Kat was informed that he was in the hospital from some ulcerous condition and he'd be vomiting non-stop and etc. It was a pretty detailed explanation. Katie immediately went to comfort Kat.
This morning, Kat called douchebag's mother. She had no idea of what this illness had been, douchebag had not been admitted to the hospital, and was in Allentown. (That would be the town where his ex-girlfriend lives.) Douchebag's mother seemed to think that douchebag was still with this ex-girlfriend. Although he'd been dating Kat.
Today, he admitted that he IMed her and told her that he was in the hospital. Because he didn't want to see her. So, really, biggest douchebag ever. I've never even dated or met a guy this scummy, douchey, and utterly worthless.
He's not even pretty, you'd think he'd have the intelligence to know not to lose a catch like Kat. Like, he's not going to get anything that good again (especially not if I have any say in it...), because he's heinous. Rats are better looking...
(Of course, Kat would probably disagree with that assessment of his looks but the rest of it is true...)
Let me start at the beginning.
Thursday night I stayed in because the weather was bad. It was kind of nice, a little dull but whatever. It was the night I officially got my sleep schedule back on track.
(So, of course, my sleep schedule has been all effed up since then. :P)
Friday night, I thought I had to work an overnight at American Eagle (floorset this weekend!! Blah!) but the store manager called me to confirm my Saturday shift and I was like "Wait, wait, what about tonight?" and she was like "Floorset is Saturday and Sunday nights...."
So I felt kind of dumb, but I was excited because there was enough time to make arrangements to get to Town in DC.
Once we got there, I got bombarded with people I was being introduced to, who were introducing themselves to me. Apparently, I've officially been there enough to garner some attention for myself. I got introduced to one of the go go boys there, and afterwards he said to my friend "We love Graham, he's so full of energy." This bodes extremely well for my hope to go go dance there in the relatively near future.
Saturday, a whole group of us went to see 27 Dresses. It was extremely predictable, but it was cute and I loved it. From there, we all went to get dinner and then I left for work as they all began drinking.
Strangest thing -- on the way to work, I was forced to take a detour. The police and a bunch of firefighters had blocked off one side of the highway with flares (and then, behind the flares, by parking their cars) but unlike normally when the highway gets blocked off, there was no sort of gradual blocking off or like guiding cars to the exit you had to take. You just went up the hill and saw this like...wall of flares with a wall of police cars behind it and you had about two seconds to get over and off the highway before you hit them.
Last night I went to work overnight again. Rather than a nine-to-three shift, it was a six-to-midnight shift so that's left time for partying (because of today is a holiday). I went to the new 18+ night that Stallions is having. It wasn't crowded, but Stallions never is, but there were a lot of people there that I knew.
Including my ex. (Y'know, the one we don't talk about?) And he was there with his boyfriend.
Now, I know, know, know, I shouldn't be upset. I can see him without his boyfriend and be totally cool (course, then he's usually drunk and talking about how much he misses me which is annoying but not upsetting) but with a boyfriend? Drove me totally nuts. Why? That's a hella good question, but I'm guessing it's because of how I've been single for well over a year. Am I really more flawed than him? And if so, how and when did that happen?
So I came back from the club and was rather upset. I realized, since Katie was helping our friend Kat with some drama of her own (which has taken a terrible turn for the worse today, and I'm going in as back up as soon as I'm done writing this -- and I'm bringing cookies) I had no one to mope with before bed. I ended up going to the diner we usually go to and stress eating. It wasn't pretty.
EDIT: Kat wants as many people to know about the utter douche-bag-ness of her (now ex) boyfriend (David St. John, hate him in any and all ways that you can) as possible, so I'm going to give you all of the details.
So, last night, Kat received an IM from someone claiming to be her boyfriend's little sister. Kat was informed that he was in the hospital from some ulcerous condition and he'd be vomiting non-stop and etc. It was a pretty detailed explanation. Katie immediately went to comfort Kat.
This morning, Kat called douchebag's mother. She had no idea of what this illness had been, douchebag had not been admitted to the hospital, and was in Allentown. (That would be the town where his ex-girlfriend lives.) Douchebag's mother seemed to think that douchebag was still with this ex-girlfriend. Although he'd been dating Kat.
Today, he admitted that he IMed her and told her that he was in the hospital. Because he didn't want to see her. So, really, biggest douchebag ever. I've never even dated or met a guy this scummy, douchey, and utterly worthless.
He's not even pretty, you'd think he'd have the intelligence to know not to lose a catch like Kat. Like, he's not going to get anything that good again (especially not if I have any say in it...), because he's heinous. Rats are better looking...
(Of course, Kat would probably disagree with that assessment of his looks but the rest of it is true...)
Monday, January 14, 2008
This weekend.......
So, this was a pretty good weekend.
Kind of a slutty one. Which is leading me to this question, which you should all answer in the comments: what was your best sexual experience?
Actually, that was the best part. Most phenomenal sex ever.
(This may be too much information for some of you, but anyways....)
I was shocked that it was so good. Like really shocked. Normally when I'm bottoming, I sort of take control (mostly because I find that most tops don't really know what the hell they're doing) but I was just like "You do what you doing, cause this is amazing."
I mean, it lacked all kinds of things that I find normally make sex better -- it was kind of impersonal, we never kissed, he never once touched any of my spots (but that's okay, because my spots had been getting all kinds of attention from people with no intention of taking care of the horniness they were causing...), there was no oral or foreplay what-so-ever, and we didn't even get into any of my three favorite positions at any point. Nor did we cuddle afterwards, or eat.
And, yet, totally the best sex of my life. I mean, first of all, I was not expecting sex to happen at all, and then I was not expecting anything like...wow-worthy.
Unfortunately, I'm also pretty sure that it was just a one time deal. Which is okay, I mean, at least now I really have something to compare other guys to....
So, I'm wondering about other people's best-sex-ever. Leave me a comment, anonymous or otherwise, and tell me a little bit about it. Are you still with that person? Did you even date that person? Was it surprising or did you expect that it would be good? Talk about it.
By the way, I will not be revealing the identity of this sex god to anyone, so there's really no need to ask.
Moving on, I went to Club XS on Thursday night. I got in free, despite that I no longer work there. This made me extremely happy and, trust me, it will continue if they want me to keep going, because -- and this is probably just that I was spoiled by Providence or maybe XS has gone downhill or something -- but, even though I had fun, it really was not that great.
I did run into Alexis, who is, to this day, my favorite transsexual. Even more favorite than the one who works the corner outside the Dark Lady, and I do love her dearly. :P I haven't seen Alexis in forever, really. She is pretty much the only person left over from when I was dating my evil ex that I actually have the desire to associate with.
And lemme tell ya, the gurl looks GOOD.
I got to see a bunch of my other friends, but nobody I hadn't seen for as long as Alexis.
The next day, I planned to drive down to DC myself but I ended up stopping by my friend Jason's house and we went down together. Of course, Jason is very A-List in DC so he split as soon as we got there. As I'm not A-list down there (yet) he can't really be seen with me for extended periods of time. :P
But I was hanging out with Alphonso (a DC A-lister who will spend time with me in public :P) and some of his friends part of the night, and my good friend Don was there. Don had disappeared for a while, but he seems ready to return. A couple newsflashes about Don -- who is also extremely A-list every where he goes -- he is looking into getting some plays he's written produced. He's also a pretty successful artist. Anyways, we didn't get much chance to catch up because he was wasted but nevertheless, it was great seeing him.
I am pretty sure I will be getting a job at Town (the club in DC.) The dancers make more than we made at XS. I might wait to try to audition til after I've been working out for a while. More on that later.
Saturday was extremely dull, with no job to keep me busy. Katie and I looked and looked for something 18+ to do and, around 10:00 found something in Philly at the 12th Air Command
. I was all gung ho, but Katie was, as usual, reasonable, and pointed out that the two of us going to Philly where we know nobody by ourselves was probably going to be lame. Plus, two hour drive meant getting there at midnight, and turning around at 2 am. Not worth it.
I cannot wait to be 21. Not for the alcohol. For the being-able-to-go-wherever-whenever.
Anyways, so we hung out and my friend Billy came over and he hung out with us. We drank a little -- which I probably would not have consumed any alcohol at all if I'd been able to go out. Thank you retarded Pennsylvania alcohol laws. You've managed to cause yet another under-ager (actually, two, cause of Billy) to drink because we lacked an alternative after 9:30 pm.
Today, was very relaxing. It was a very good day.
And just a little bit ago, Katie and I checked out the gym that's not too far away. Actually, it's a ten minute walk, so there's our warm up and cool down right off the bat! It's also very affordable for college students, so it's looking like a very likely place to go.
Sadly, next weekend will be rough. No clubbing or partying because I will have to work overnight shifts at American Eagle. Fortunately, my paycheck is going to be amazing.
Kind of a slutty one. Which is leading me to this question, which you should all answer in the comments: what was your best sexual experience?
Actually, that was the best part. Most phenomenal sex ever.
(This may be too much information for some of you, but anyways....)
I was shocked that it was so good. Like really shocked. Normally when I'm bottoming, I sort of take control (mostly because I find that most tops don't really know what the hell they're doing) but I was just like "You do what you doing, cause this is amazing."I mean, it lacked all kinds of things that I find normally make sex better -- it was kind of impersonal, we never kissed, he never once touched any of my spots (but that's okay, because my spots had been getting all kinds of attention from people with no intention of taking care of the horniness they were causing...), there was no oral or foreplay what-so-ever, and we didn't even get into any of my three favorite positions at any point. Nor did we cuddle afterwards, or eat.
And, yet, totally the best sex of my life. I mean, first of all, I was not expecting sex to happen at all, and then I was not expecting anything like...wow-worthy.
Unfortunately, I'm also pretty sure that it was just a one time deal. Which is okay, I mean, at least now I really have something to compare other guys to....
So, I'm wondering about other people's best-sex-ever. Leave me a comment, anonymous or otherwise, and tell me a little bit about it. Are you still with that person? Did you even date that person? Was it surprising or did you expect that it would be good? Talk about it.
By the way, I will not be revealing the identity of this sex god to anyone, so there's really no need to ask.
Moving on, I went to Club XS on Thursday night. I got in free, despite that I no longer work there. This made me extremely happy and, trust me, it will continue if they want me to keep going, because -- and this is probably just that I was spoiled by Providence or maybe XS has gone downhill or something -- but, even though I had fun, it really was not that great.
I did run into Alexis, who is, to this day, my favorite transsexual. Even more favorite than the one who works the corner outside the Dark Lady, and I do love her dearly. :P I haven't seen Alexis in forever, really. She is pretty much the only person left over from when I was dating my evil ex that I actually have the desire to associate with.
And lemme tell ya, the gurl looks GOOD.
I got to see a bunch of my other friends, but nobody I hadn't seen for as long as Alexis.
The next day, I planned to drive down to DC myself but I ended up stopping by my friend Jason's house and we went down together. Of course, Jason is very A-List in DC so he split as soon as we got there. As I'm not A-list down there (yet) he can't really be seen with me for extended periods of time. :P
But I was hanging out with Alphonso (a DC A-lister who will spend time with me in public :P) and some of his friends part of the night, and my good friend Don was there. Don had disappeared for a while, but he seems ready to return. A couple newsflashes about Don -- who is also extremely A-list every where he goes -- he is looking into getting some plays he's written produced. He's also a pretty successful artist. Anyways, we didn't get much chance to catch up because he was wasted but nevertheless, it was great seeing him.
I am pretty sure I will be getting a job at Town (the club in DC.) The dancers make more than we made at XS. I might wait to try to audition til after I've been working out for a while. More on that later.
Saturday was extremely dull, with no job to keep me busy. Katie and I looked and looked for something 18+ to do and, around 10:00 found something in Philly at the 12th Air Command
. I was all gung ho, but Katie was, as usual, reasonable, and pointed out that the two of us going to Philly where we know nobody by ourselves was probably going to be lame. Plus, two hour drive meant getting there at midnight, and turning around at 2 am. Not worth it.I cannot wait to be 21. Not for the alcohol. For the being-able-to-go-wherever-whenever.
Anyways, so we hung out and my friend Billy came over and he hung out with us. We drank a little -- which I probably would not have consumed any alcohol at all if I'd been able to go out. Thank you retarded Pennsylvania alcohol laws. You've managed to cause yet another under-ager (actually, two, cause of Billy) to drink because we lacked an alternative after 9:30 pm.
Today, was very relaxing. It was a very good day.
And just a little bit ago, Katie and I checked out the gym that's not too far away. Actually, it's a ten minute walk, so there's our warm up and cool down right off the bat! It's also very affordable for college students, so it's looking like a very likely place to go.
Sadly, next weekend will be rough. No clubbing or partying because I will have to work overnight shifts at American Eagle. Fortunately, my paycheck is going to be amazing.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
I'm gonna do it my way, take it for just what it is.
Now that you've been caught up on meaningless stuff like my car and my short play....here's the real deal update:
Two things I know you're concerned about: my party life, and my love life. Cause you guys are shallow like me, admit it.
Soo...since partying it up hardcore (Steve's favorite word) in Providence, working at the Dark Lady twice (Thanksgiving Eve and then the following Saturday), parties in Central Pennsylvania have been, well, drab. As is my usual first response after a taste of Providence.
So I haven't stayed in Pennsylvania. Okay, mostly I did. You know, I went to XS a lot. Thanks to my car issues, not as much as I wanted to though. I didn't get to work as much either, so I'm a little broke, but that's beside the point.
Unfortunately, going to the club less means I'm going to more on campus parties and drinking more. Plus, Katie and I had our own Christmas party which quite a few people came to and, yes, we drank. But Katie and I baked cookies for that too!!
Anyways, the big event was heading down to DC for Town. You see, it's been around for about a month and it is supposed to be the biggest best party in the region.
It is. No lie. I had more fun that night, in that crazy party. I want to go back every week -- and when I'm around here, I think I can. I'm seeing about getting a job there when I get back from the holidays. It was SO thrilling.
Speaking of thrilling, this just in: Jason Sechrest said I was fucking adorable. JASON FUCKING SECHREST LIKES MY LOOK (or pretends to, though I really don't know where the motive behind that would be). Where the hell do I sign up for HIM??? And who is gonna pay for me to go to LA like...uhm, now. (Okay, after New Year's. :P)
Right, and that brings us to my love life.
Actually, there's a teeny something here: someone sent IMs from AIM to my phone (which is the same as texting me cause my phone is that old school :P). Here's our clues about this person's identity: I see them almost every day, I don't talk to them much any more (I didn't talk to a lot of people much this semester, it was a rough one on me), and I believe they had an exam Friday morning, and I am Facebook friends with them. They said they were shy, which truly cuts down on which of my friends it could be. We can also be pretty sure this person is in the closet.
I've figured out several people that it isn't. More than that, I've figured out: it would be absolutely impossible for me to date a closet case on our campus. Remember Anthony? Remember how all of campus found out he'd cheated on me before I did? I have no secrets from these people. :-P That doesn't mean I wouldn't try, though, depending, of course, on who it is.
And that brings us to our close. In conclusion...
Katie: "I like it so much better when you don't have your conscience."
Graham: "Well, I just picked it up somewhere and I can't find the receipt."
We've determined that we're much more Jack & Karen than Will & Grace.
Two things I know you're concerned about: my party life, and my love life. Cause you guys are shallow like me, admit it.
Soo...since partying it up hardcore (Steve's favorite word) in Providence, working at the Dark Lady twice (Thanksgiving Eve and then the following Saturday), parties in Central Pennsylvania have been, well, drab. As is my usual first response after a taste of Providence.
So I haven't stayed in Pennsylvania. Okay, mostly I did. You know, I went to XS a lot. Thanks to my car issues, not as much as I wanted to though. I didn't get to work as much either, so I'm a little broke, but that's beside the point.
Unfortunately, going to the club less means I'm going to more on campus parties and drinking more. Plus, Katie and I had our own Christmas party which quite a few people came to and, yes, we drank. But Katie and I baked cookies for that too!!
Anyways, the big event was heading down to DC for Town. You see, it's been around for about a month and it is supposed to be the biggest best party in the region.
It is. No lie. I had more fun that night, in that crazy party. I want to go back every week -- and when I'm around here, I think I can. I'm seeing about getting a job there when I get back from the holidays. It was SO thrilling.
Speaking of thrilling, this just in: Jason Sechrest said I was fucking adorable. JASON FUCKING SECHREST LIKES MY LOOK (or pretends to, though I really don't know where the motive behind that would be). Where the hell do I sign up for HIM??? And who is gonna pay for me to go to LA like...uhm, now. (Okay, after New Year's. :P)
Right, and that brings us to my love life.
Actually, there's a teeny something here: someone sent IMs from AIM to my phone (which is the same as texting me cause my phone is that old school :P). Here's our clues about this person's identity: I see them almost every day, I don't talk to them much any more (I didn't talk to a lot of people much this semester, it was a rough one on me), and I believe they had an exam Friday morning, and I am Facebook friends with them. They said they were shy, which truly cuts down on which of my friends it could be. We can also be pretty sure this person is in the closet.
I've figured out several people that it isn't. More than that, I've figured out: it would be absolutely impossible for me to date a closet case on our campus. Remember Anthony? Remember how all of campus found out he'd cheated on me before I did? I have no secrets from these people. :-P That doesn't mean I wouldn't try, though, depending, of course, on who it is.
And that brings us to our close. In conclusion...
Katie: "I like it so much better when you don't have your conscience."
Graham: "Well, I just picked it up somewhere and I can't find the receipt."
We've determined that we're much more Jack & Karen than Will & Grace.
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