Wowza!!

This has been a big week.

Let me explain...rumor has it, Club XL was shut down on Tuesday. I've heard a few things, and I don't want to say anything bad that's unconfirmed at this point so I won't go into details. Suffice to say, I think that sucks.

One of the days this week, I can't remember which, I went to see Hairspray. It was awesome, even though I definitely broke some personal rules seeing it. (I always see the stage version before I see the movie, but I have never seen Hairspray on stage.)

On movie night (Tuesday) we watched Eurotrip, which was surprisingly hysterical, and Mommy Dearest. Yes, we are that gay. :-P

Thursday I went to this private beach that my family belongs to with my mother. Just my mother. I half expected it to be excruciating, but it turned out to be a nice time. We went and got ice cream afterwards (which is our tradition). We went home...and within two hours I was sick with some kind of awful cold or something.

Friday. Oh, Friday. Friday sucked. Firstly, I was sick. So I took a lot of medicine before I went to work. I ate a snack, got ready, ate a frozen dinner and was all set to go get gas and be on time for work with no rush. So mom decided I hadn't had enough to eat. And even though I argued and told her I was fine, she refused to listen. So, the twenty minutes I had planned on using to leisurely get gas were spent waiting for her to fix whatever the hell she wanted me to eat. I wolfed it down, because now I was running late and I still didn't have enough gas to get to work. And, this of course, is on top of my deadly cold and heavy medication (which helped very little). Also, it's rush hour.

So I get to the first gas station, the one that's convenient to go to on the way to work. It is packed. I sat there for ten minutes waiting for someone to get their gas and leave, and no one did. So I went to the next gas station, which is pretty much out-of-the-way. I got my gas and then I go to get out. Of course, there's no break in traffic for me to get out the way that easily puts me back the way I need to go, so I turn right instead. I officially have no time to waste waiting.
So I head down the road looking for a place to turn around. I spot a parking lot, right by an entrance ramp to the highway. I turn in, but -- mainly because I am in no way in a suitable situation to be driving, as I'm sure you understand -- I hit the curb. Although it didn't feel like I hit it that badly, as I turned around I felt a little wobbliness. Then I made it out onto the highway and the car begins to violently shake.
So I pulled over, freaking out. I think, I have to get out of the car, and see what happened. So I go to open the door. And an 18-wheeler blows by me, it would have taken off the door if I had gotten it open already. So I freak out even more and call mom. She tells me I have to get out of the car, on the passenger side. So I do. She and dad take both their cars to come help me. Meanwhile, I call A&F and tell them I'm going to be late -- which is not a newsflash since I'm already ten minutes late for my shift at this point. Then I call AAA, of course.
The one lucky break of the day is that AAA and my parents all showed up at once. The tow guy determined that it looked like I'd broken the steering rod and he would have to tow, so mom took me to work and dad dealt with that.

Unfortunately, this leaves me car-less. I helped close the store for the night and mom picked me up.
I managed to go out Saturday night (I was feeling better) by the Grace of God. And by that I mean, Grace picked me up because she wanted to go to Mirabar. It was awesome, packed, but that just meant that everyone was there. Part of this may have been because of the power outage at Avalon in Boston.
So I crashed at my friend Brian's house that night, as I had been invited to go to the beach with a bunch of them. (A beach I'd never been to before!)

Unfortunately, I'm a lot frazzled still. I neglected to bring, y'know, anything for the trip to the beach or to establish a way of getting home. Brian lent me clothes, and my dad picked me up afterwards.
Brian and I picked up Ty at his house, and then met up with Henry and his friend (who I think is named Greg?) and then we went to the beach. There we awaited the arrival of Joel -- who I hadn't met before.
Somewhere during the day, Mike, Neil, and Eric and a bunch of others showed up and their group sort of melded into ours. Later on, a group of guys -- including two of the most spectacularly gorgeous men I have ever seen in person (who were, of course, a couple, just my luck :-P). One of them, Billy, who I got talking to...I promise you...divine. And, on top of that? Did not seem to have an attitude. What are the chances, right? So it was awesome meeting them.

We left just as they started clearing out the beach because of thunder. I'm proud to say, we had the idea first. Just sayin'. So I get home, and my sunburns are beginning to show up. So mom and my brother decide we're going to go see Live Free or Die Hard. It was awesome, I think it's my second favorite Die Hard movie (the favorite being the first one of course.) Got back home afterwards, watched The Dead Zone and then the repeat of The 4400 on USA.

So at this point, I am finally relaxing in my own bed....and observing the various burned places on my body. My feet. My shins. My arms. My shouders. My back. My abdomen. My face. Fortunately, my lower back and my ass are fine so I can at least sit down.

Pretty Person of the Week (and Post-dating is my favorite!)

So........this week the pretty person of the week is somebody I know basically nothing about yet (yet being the key word). But the man is cropping up in everything I read and look at this week, so I had to post about him. I give you....Blake Riley!

Like I said, I know basically nothing about him, but every time I see a picture of him (even when he's clothed) my breath catches and I'm like "Oooh, who's that beautiful man?"

I'm finding the (non-pornographic) pictures I can, but this is tough work! :-P You can go see a photo of him with Johnny Hazzard and Tyler Riggz on Hazzard Ahead -- it's actually a photo from the Grabbys too! (And there's a picture of Johnny and Francesco D'Macho there as well!)

He's cute, aside from in the looks department but also in the personality department, if what little is on his website so far is any indication.

I know he's done other stuff than his work on Randy Blue, but I honestly can't tell you what it is. I feel all underprepared, but that's okay. You know you actually look at these posts for the pictures, and not the stuff I say. :P

And he's a dancer too. Of course, I missed his appearance at Club XL and his appearance at Chris Harris' Big Easy Mardi Gras party (which were around the same time). There are pictures of the Mardi Gras appearance though -- and they are HOT!!

Disclaimer: All pictures borrowed from BlakeRiley.com, and I didn't ask permission so this whole post is basically totally illegal. But I only average 55 hits a day, and I'm (definitely) making no money so...what are the chances someone actually cares? :P

EDIT: So how about one of my managers at A&F made out with him at the Big Easy Mardi Gras party? Yeah, I'm so jealous of her.

OH MY GOD

So, while I won't be working for XL, I'm still gonna be going there sometimes. My friends work there.

And, oh yes, there's this:
You don't understand how much I'm NOT missing him this time.

Okay, small dilemma here...it's Providence Pride. All of my friends will want to go to other parties. Fortunately, I'm pretty sure the clubs are gonna be open later than usual sooooo...the plan is this: I go to XL. I meet Mr. Perfect. I remind myself I have no chance in hell. I tip Mr. Perfect. I leave, meet up with my friends, and am giddy all night.
Sounds good to me. :)

What if he's at Pride?? I could meet him there if he's there!
My God, I'm already giddy! I have to get myself under control.

So, last night was fun/interesting/I'm a total pimp I guess.
As we know, I have crushes on three guys: Jonathon -- who I like the best, but who has basically no time; Joey -- who has some time, but lives far away and I'm not sure but it's prob'ly gonna turn out we'd be better friends; Ryan -- who I don't trust (not that I trust the other two, cause I don't trust men, but whatev) and who I've been told I should steer clear of (and there was the incident with the face-punching) but who I can't help but be drawn to.

So, I went out with Joey after class. A short date. We went to Dunkin Donuts and spent four bucks and chatted for a while. Most of his chatting involves him telling stories about other boys he's liked or been with, which I'm pretty sure I'm not chill with but the stories were funny so that made up for it.
Then I was like "I have to go back through Providence, so I might as well hit a club. They're free on Tuesdays." So I go to Mirabar. It's dead, but as I'm leaving I run into Ryan and his girls out on the street. So I'm like "I'm going to Energy, Mirabar's dead." They decide to come with. Or rather, the girls decide to come with. Ryan seems like he couldn't care less that he's seeing me, and so now I'm perturbed by this. And he kept acting like that all night. I know I'm going to see him out tonight, so if he's acting like that again, I'm gonna ask what's going on cause I'm not cool with that either. He was all over me at the club Monday night.
Anyways, I followed him back to his house and got my shirt back.
Now, I know I've said to a couple people that after I got my shirt back I was going to try to extract myself from him. But...that was totally a lie. I mean, I should. From what I've heard about him, it's in my best interest to just be club-friends with him and nothing more. But I never have used my common sense in this area, have I?

So much going down!

Oh, this post does get a picture because it's Pride month and I can never turn down a good challenge.

Otherwise, this may be the longest, picture-less post I have ever written. However, I guarantee...not a dull moment in the whole thing. Lord knows I haven't had one.

Firstly, I'd like to let you know...I will not be working at XL. The attitude of the boss during my audition (which ended up being Tuesday) was atrocious. I hate trash-talking people on here, but I can't help it at all. The man clearly doesn't realize that without his dancers, he's getting unemployment checks every month. Not only did he treat me in a condescending, almost contemptuous way...I hung out with some of the dancers after the club closed. Okay, basically I gave them rides then went home, but whatev. I was happy to do it. They were talking about their work, of course, and it occurred to me: this is why the crowds are small there. The club delivers sexy dancers, but the best product is sexy dancers who enjoy themselves. I don't want to work at a club that isn't capable of delivering the best. I don't know what I'll do, but it was suggested by Katie that, even though I'd be a terrible waiter, I'd probably do a decent job of being a busboy. I just have to find a place to do it now. It's an insta-cash job and that's what I want.

At some point early in the week, I forget which night, Jon called and invited me over at like 3 in the morning. I went over and we talked and he microwaved some stolen leftovers from one of the restaurants he works at, which were delicious. And the dessert was this chocolate thing, and it was SOOO gooey and delicious.

So, Wednesday I went out with Grace to Mirabar. She met many of my friends, made some news ones (as did I) and was a HUGE hit. Saturday when I went out without her, one of the shot boys (Joey) stopped me and was like "Where's Grace?" and he seemed rather displeased that I was out without her.
Actually, there was a similar reaction when people saw me Thursday night. And tonight. Geez, I can't go anywhere without her...
Afterwards, Grace and I convinced some people to come out to the Denny's Jon works at. I wasn't sure if he was working, but I was crossing my fingers. And my hunch paid off -- he was! While we waited for the others to show up, a bunch of his regulars came in from WalMart and some of them started hassling him.
"What's your type? Me?" one of them asked.
"No," Jon said, not missing a beat, "My type's sitting right over there." And he pointed at me. And I glowed and pretended to be embarrassed. It was sweet.
He also pulled some strings and it ended up that none of the six of us had to pay for anything. Also, very, extremely sweet.

Friday was when the drama was.
It started at work. I was working, and I saw this hot guy come in with another guy. I recognized the hot one, I'd seen him out at Mirabar. I was busy, so I didn't help them. But I did smile at them, like I smile at all the customers.

That night, I went to Mirabar and the first person I see is the other guy. He flicks me off, and I shrug it off because whatever, maybe he's psycho. I check out the club, but there's really nobody there I know so I make for the door to go see if anyone's at Energy.
As I get to the door, a hand grabs my arm and all of a sudden the hot guy is making out with me.

Now, a normal person would probably freak out over this, but it's one of my fantasies to be stopped and given an amazing kiss in that exact way. So I weakened. Plus, did I mention how he's hot?
So when he said they were going to Energy, and I should come, I agreed. The other guy -- Danny -- didn't seem so keen on the idea. In fact, he got pretty frikkin' angry. But the (totally shit-faced) girls they were out with helped me ignore the drama between Ryan (the hottie) and Danny.

That is, up until they made me laugh. At which point Danny snapped, "If he doesn't stop smiling I'm gonna sock him in the face." Which was ridiculous to say, so of course I didn't stop smiling. So he threw three punches. Fortunately, I can take punches and he was drunk so he may as well have thrown some pillows at me.
Ryan pulled the car over and dragged Danny out where they proceeded to argue vehemently about me. Then things got scary -- one of the girls slid into the driver's seat and took off around the block. After we'd circled the block once, and nearly died several times, we convinced her to park and I took over in the driver's seat while we waited for Danny and Ryan to finish arguing.

They did and Danny insisted that he be taken to his car. So we set off, leaving me absolutely confused because, oh yeah, my car was in Providence and Danny's was in Warwick. Not the same place. Not even nearly.

So I spent the night hanging out with Ryan and his girls, and ended up crashing there and cuddling with Ryan. When I woke up my shirt was missing. Uh.......okay?
Anywho, despite all of his protestations that he was looking for a boyfriend (which I am too, though I was hesitant to say it because I know that can be used as a line and frequently is), he wouldn't give me his phone number. He said he'd give it to me when I was working later that day, and although he did stop in. Briefly. Very briefly.

There's more to this story that I'm not going to go into, but let's just say I'm keeping my fingers crossed but I'm prepared for the worst with this guy.
'Sides, there's Jon, who's sweet and has caused way less trouble. He's just difficult to hang out with, which is extra hard for someone who's an attention whore like me.

Meanwhile, yesterday, Joey and I had a fight which ended up sorting out our issues so now he's back on the "choices" list although I have a sincere feeling that we're going to end up being just friends.

Tonight I was going to stay in, but Justin urged me to go out to Mirabar (it's theirs and Energy's karaoke night, which also means no cover). So I went out (much to mom's chagrin). I walked into Mirabar and saw Justin and as I walked towards him ran into Ryan and the girls from before, all of whom were thrilled to see me. Ryan said he'd found my shirt.
So I split the night between Justin and his friend Preston, Ryan and his girls, and the bartender Henry who I think had had too much of his product and was seriously hitting on me. Not unless I get a job out of it, sorry babycakes. :P (SO kidding!)
Justin and Preston decided it would be cool to visit Energy, so we did -- but I dragged a phone number out of Ryan first. The Karaoke was bad. I ran into lots of people there though -- PacSun (who I rarely see but it's always nice to see him), Josh (who I'd been kind of passively trying to avoid), DJ (from XL), Shawn (Josh's ex who he still hangs out with), Ivan and Jaymes (both bartenders at Energy) and....Kenny and John!! I had tried to reach them for forever but never got through and then here they were! So we caught up and I informed John about my birthday celebrations because I would probably cry if they didn't come out with us at least once that weekend. I was so excited to see them, they're amazing. So that made my night enough that I can overlook whatever drama broke out between DJ and Josh.

I sent Ryan a text, just to make sure it is his number because of how, y'know, I have trust issues especially when somebody's so reluctant to give you their number. (And he was pouty because I couldn't spend the night at his place again.)

So I talked to Jon tonight. Twice, which was exciting. And we're making plans to see each other again which is good. Of my various "options" I think he's my favorite, but I know myself and I am going to be miserable dating someone who I never get to see. Hopefully in two weeks he'll have more time (he just put in his two weeks at one of his three jobs).

So it's been an exhilarating and exciting past few days!

"If in heaven you don't excel, you can always party down in hell!"

I know usually I do Cyanide & Happiness on Wednesday, but since I've been bad since Sunday, I'm going to tell you everything that's going on.

Firstly, I'd like to say the musical The Wild Party seems to have the best songs for exhibiting my philosophies about life. You should definitely check it out.

So, anyways, Monday I worked at Abercrombie & Fitch. It was lots of fun -- especially since RGIS was coming in to do inventory. Woot. Woot. So we had to refold everything, absolutely everything, in the store so that the tag stuck out. And we had to keep it all orderly. And, oh yeah, they closed the stockroom several hours before the end of the day so we could no longer restock the floor or help customers find anything that wasn't out. It was kind of a rough day. But I enjoyed it. I do love working for that company.
Also, one of my partners-in-crime, Hannah, showed up to get her job back now that school is over. So, that was exciting. Soon the dynamic duo of Hannaham will be back in action. I just made up that Hannaham name just now.

Now, I don't know if any of you have been in any A&Fs lately but this season's posters are so hot. Lots of "almost kisses", and for people who love to see kisses, like myself, that's very cool. Even if the posters are also (mostly) very hetero.
(The picture above is not a poster from this season. He's got too much clothes on for that.)

I did not go out Monday night because I had the pleasure of opening the store Tuesday morning. I worked all day, but it wasn't too bad. I fixed the damn jean walls, I steamed, I restocked the floor using the USR sheets, I folded clearance (I'm always folding clearance -- if you are ever in an A&F looking at clearance do me a favor and do not carelessly root through the piles and make a mess on the table. That's okay in Hollister, but not in A&F!)

I got off work, went home, ate, napped, then woke up and got ready to go to class (which included wolfing down a too-hot frozen dinner in five minutes). My first night class. Ever. Some of you know that I am taking a class in Italian this summer -- this was it. My first one.
And I was fifteen minutes late thanks to a massive traffic jam caused by a car breaking down in the middle lane of I-95, during the already horrendous rush hour traffic! Of course, I was driving in the middle lane. Total shitshow, I'm telling you.

So, I parked in the Civic Center parking garage. I had, in my panic of being late, forgotten that students are supposed to park in the Convention Center parking garage. They both start with C, I was frazzled, I made a mistake. We'll get back to that little drama later.

Anyways, went to class, it was fine. I wasn't the only one late as I wasn't the only one who took I-95. I am far ahead of the rest of the class, but I am pretending I'm not too far ahead so she doesn't make an example of me too often. We went quickly though. Unfortch, she said we were going to be stopping just before future tense. Which means we'll cover the tenses I pretty much remember and it will all be review, except for the vocab. Mostly though, it'll be an easy four credits and it'll cover my Modern Language requirement for Core Curriculum; and that's what I need.

So, I stopped by Club Energy which is right across the street from the club. I said hi to Jaymes, who works there and who I know. I asked if anyone else I knew was there (namely Ivan) but apparently Ivan gets off work at 9 there on Tuesdays. So I will go to class early from now on, so I can stop in and say hi to Ivan. I will have to figure out where he's partying these days and when too. He always goes to the best parties.

So I continued on my way back to parking garage. And discovered that it was closing. Like, had one door open and it was only an exit. So I hurried to my car, and drove to the exit. And then I realized my mistake. And looked at the prices. And didn't have enough to pay. So I'm panicking, and I explain the situation to the guy at the gate.
And he goes "Give me your ticket." So I did. And he punches something into his computer and then he says, "Have a nice day." And the gate opens and I'm free!

So of course, then I went to Club XL. I tipped one dancer, Antonio, who is the hottest one there (and that means a lot coming from me!). He's cool and we kind of befriended each other, so that was awesome. I mean, we'll get closer.
Especially considering what happened next. I'm discussing with Pot Pie the need for me to get a night job for extra cash, and how I'm uncomfortable with the nudity at XL but how I'm not great with mixing drinks which I would need to do at Mirabar.
So he suggests I work at a shotboy at XL. So at the end of the night, we go to Scott (who owns the place) and he explains that I'd like a job. Scott goes "I have four people looking for the shotboy job, but come in Sunday after 9 o'clock and audition. Wear cute and tight underwear."
So now I'm auditioning to be a dancer at Club XL on Sunday night. And I'm so nervous.

"If you sell your soul, at least you've made a sale"

"It's All About the Green" from The Wedding Singer -- the musical -- is quite possibly the cleverest song about greed I have ever heard. I love it. I love that whole musical, actually. But that really has nothing to do with anything, that's just me being extremely attention deficit.

Last night was insane.
First I went out, in the torrential rain, to Club XL. It was PACKED! There was a Countdown to Pride event that I had forgotten about. I didn't stay long, but I said hi to most of my friends there, including some who weren't there last time I was. Pot Pie said there were seventeen dancers working, and at first I thought "Nobody's gonna make any money!" but considering how many people were there, I can imagine that everyone made out like bandits.

So then I headed to Mirabar to meet up with Grace and another friend of mine from high school, Naseer. Also, Ryan, who I've known for a while but never met in person, came. So we were hanging out having fun and the club started to get pretty crowded too. Apparently I like to dance more than them, so I kind of stayed on the dance floor most of the night and they watched so I didn't end up spending as much time with them as I would have liked to.
The Pennsylvanian I thought I recognized was there again, so this time I grabbed a chance to talk to him. Turned out I hadn't lost my mind -- he really is who I thought he was. I ended up hanging out with him and his friend who, as it turned out I'm friends with on Myspace but hadn't met. They were in RI on a spontaneous little vacation but they left this morning.
I also met a guy named Joey. We may or may not have made out. On the dance floor. Whatever. I gave him my number, I got his. We'll see what happens there, but I'm not convinced. There was drama with his friends, and his text messages are...frequent. And occassionally clingy. I sure know how to pick 'em, don't I?
I also ended up making friends with a bartender named Jim, a guy named Justin who I went to a diner with and who is awesome. I also met some guy named Lenny who works there but I couldn't tell you what his job is.

So, I am still trying to decide where my night job this summer is going to be. I'll have something worked out soon, I'm sure.

Oh, and in other news...I have discovered (through going back to ages-old comments) that Hazzard Ahead is free to be a member of. So now I feel silly, but oh well. :P That's why I threw a Johnny Hazzard picture in here. Also I've had a string of posts with no pictures, and I feel boring and sad.

"When the music's all you got..."

It occurs to me, I still haven't documented my weekend from like...two weekends ago...on this blog.

Oh well, guess it's gone for good. :-P When I'm famous, it will be known as "the Lost Weekend" and anyone who can give the tabloids details about it will get paid handsomely...even though it was nothing extraordinary.

Last night I went out for the first time this summer. I decided to visit the strip club I am debating working at this summer: Club XL (or Trixx@XL as its sometimes called). Everyone was so excited to see me. Before I even got in the club, my friend Pat (more affectionately known as Pot Pie) sees me and goes "Nuh uh. No way. Look who it is!" and comes tearing down the handicap ramp (not even slowing down at the corners) and gave me a hug. At which point he said, "I'm getting better at the corners." (And I just discovered this blog of theirs!)

Anyways, so I go in and this drag queen I never saw before starts talking to me. Her name turned out to be Brandy and she was pretty cool for a drag queen.

Then Sweet -- one of the dancers there who I know (he's the dark haired one on the flyer on their opening page if you go to the website) sees me and goes "Oh my God! It's Grahamburger! It's fucking Grahamburger!" and gives me a hug and picks me up and swings me around.

At this point, Pot Pie points out that there's a ton of new dancers. Some of them are attractive. Some of them are not. ONE of them actually dances (and my God he's gorgeous too!! Antonio was his name or stage name).

Anyways, Sweet drags me around the club until we find JR (the blond guy on the front page and the guy in the very first picture on their blog!) and JR gets all excited to see me too, gives me a hug. It was exciting to see that they actually missed me. :)

Next I ran into Taylor, another dancer who I know. Then an old guy started hitting on me. Now, this isn't unusual. He told me I should work there, blah-blah-blah. He starts asking what I look for in a guy. I describe my perfect man -- which is totally not him and since I haven't looked at this guy once, you'd think he'd get that I'm not interested. Not so! This man is persistent and ballsy. He asked if he could take me to see the new Pirates movie when it comes out. You're kidding, right? So I said I was planning to see it with my family. Which is true, but it a nice way of letting him down.

Then DJ, another dancer who I know, came in. So that was exciting. He and I chatted a bit, he's a singer really and apparently that is taking him places -- soon! So he, like many Rhode Islanders I know have lately, is going to Florida. Sad face for me, but exciting news for him!

Anyways, to get away from the old guy, I sat down and started talking to some girls that were there. Trish and Sandy. So. Much. Fun. I can't get over it, I'm like in love with these girls. We were talking and they encouraged to me think about working at either XL or Mirabar as a dancer. Mirabar wouldn't have the nudity thing, which I'm nervous about, but I only know one person who works there so I wouldn't feel quite as...you know, safe. Then again, I didn't know anybody working at XS when I started there...

I had an idea that's very off-the-wall when I woke up this morning though. A freelance group of go-go dancers and strippers? Like, obviously we would have to have regular gigs at clubs like XS, Mirabar, or XL but couldn't we get hired out to other clubs for special events? I don't even know if that's a legitimate idea. But it does have exciting television series written all over it. :-P

Post Holiday Report!

Firstly, I want to apologize for neglecting the blog this week. It's been one of those weeks, y'know? I think everyone else has been busy holidaying as well though, so I hope nobody minded.

Honestly, I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed. The holiday spirit was short-lived this year, partially due to this blasted house I'm stuck in. Love the people who live in it, but I can not stand this building. You guys will probably notice, I refer to Rhode Island as "home" but I don't call this particular place in Rhode Island that I'm writing to you from "home", ever. It's not. It's more like a hellhole somebody stuck in my home. If I owned a bulldozer, you know what I'd be doing with it.

Anyways, moving on...Christmas was fun. I got a lot of things I'd been waiting for a long time to get. These include several CDs:

• John Mayer - Room for Squares
• John Mayer - Heavier Things
• Original Broadway Cast - Avenue Q
• Lifehouse - Lifehouse

Also, I got Kelly Clarkson's "Breakaway"...except I already own that CD so we're going to have to do something about that.

I also got my all time favorite movie ever on DVD -- Ferris Bueller's Day Off. Okay, so I wasn't born yet when it came out but it is such a classic and it so so so so soooooo funny.

I also got a bunch of books, most of which I'd wanted for a very long time.
- Stephen R. Lawhead - Patrick: Son of Ireland
-Stephen R. Lawhead - The Endless Knot
-Stephen R. Lawhead - The Silver King
-Charlaine Harris - Definitely Dead

I also got a book from my Internet friend Lenaria, she sent me Jonathon Livingston Seagull.

I also started playing a new computer game, but I'm not going to say anymore about that. I believe it won't be too long before I make an entry about it.

I went out Wednesday night while the parents had a dinner party. The clubs were not exactly the most exciting they ever are. Still, I was enjoying myself hanging out with Dom, Kyle, and the bartender Ivan (who is quite hot, and has a great sense of humor I discovered) at Club Energy. Then, to my surprise, my friends Chris, Bill, David, Josh, and Pat walked in. They'd been at Club XL, but came by Energy to say hi. A bunch of us headed to a nearby 7/11. I was the only one who wasn't high, and that is all I'm going to say about the magazine pages that were somehow all over the street when we got back to the club. It wasn't long before we decided to pick ourselves up as a group and head to XL, so we did.
I was pleased to see one of the really, really, really hot dancers remembered me from my one visit prior (this past Saturday, I went there with a date...I don't think I blogged about it. Whoops. It was really a very good date though!) He seems like a nice guy, and if I had the money I'd shell out for a private so I could get to know him. Oh well, I guess I'm just going to admire from afar and tip well when I have extra cash.

Tonight I wasn't planning on doing much, but my friend Emerson and I made dinner plans. We haven't seen each other yet this break, although this summer we were basically inseperable. We ate dinner and then, deciding we weren't ready to go home yet, we met up with some of his friends.
Cool. As. Hell. He, like myself, has good taste in who he associates himself with. (Although, that's questionable for me...we'll discuss at a later time...) Hopefully, I'll hang out with these people again before I go back to school.

I also have done a lot of thinking lately. Unfortunately, as confident as I am most of the time, and as great as my life is...when I get introspective like that, it usually has pretty devestating results for something -- be it my friendships, my self-esteem, it's never good....and that's my cliffhanger ending. Tune in next time! :P

PS: I finally got some more pictures from my first weekend dancing in PA!