Thursday, April 08, 2004

The Bday debauchery has begun. Went to Donny's and Images last night for happy hour. Thank God I usually work too late to make it to happy hour. I'd be in major trouble, lol. Met Eth at Donny's at 5:30, had a beer, then we bolted to Images cuz Chuck had his kidlets there and really, who wants to drink in a queer bar with 7 year olds running about? Not I.
So we boogie down to Images. Cassandra is working cuz its girl night. Woot woot. We play some triva. Eth sang karaoke. I was so proud of him, lol. He befriended all the peeps at the end of the bar. I moseyd down later and met everyone. Only remember 2 of em tho- Faye and Shawn. Faye was an interesting sort. Sang Brittany and started stripping. LOL And has apparently been in porn. Lovely. Upon that last revelation, I decided it was time to go. We were pretty well trashed by then, lol. Went back to Donnys, had a cola and went home. Chatted till oh, like 1am. And tonight we do it all over again. Except worse. And with dancing. :o)

Wednesday, April 07, 2004

I have exactly 9 hours and 27 minutes left in the work week. WOOHOOO! And being the hardworking, dependable and all around kick ass kinda employee that I am, I spent 7 hours today doing some drafting. Not just any drafting, mind you, but the most inportant drafting project of my entire career! Heh. I spent the day designing a tat for me and Eth. Woot woot! Here it is:




I'm so cool!

Tuesday, April 06, 2004

Is it time to go home yet? Seriously. I'm freakin dying over here. Ug. Was up till 2 (moron!) so I'm running on like 3 and a half hours sleep maybe? Bringing the grand total for the week up to like 8. Go me and my mad self!

So, had date #2 last eve. Went to dinner, then to Starbucks to see some folk singer guy she likes. He was pretty good musically, but lyrically I wasn't all that terribly impressed. Some songs were damn cool ("my life is held together with duct tape"- how can ya go wrong with a line like that? lol) but songs about theatre marquis and Lazarus closing just don't impress me very much. Not nearly enough angst for me ya know? But, like I said, was decent.

I damn near clubbed an entire table of people to death. I mean yeah, ok it IS Starbucks, and people do gather there for no apparent reason other than its hip to hang in a coffee shop, but if there's someone playing live music, just shut the fuck up. Please. If you want to be loud and obnoxious, go to a bar. Or stay the fuck home. Or hang out on the street or do something other than going to Starbucks, sitting right in from of me and irritating the hell out of me for an hour and a half. Really. Cuz I only have so much patience. And besides that, its just fucking rude. Asshats.

We dealt with the loud people for as long as possible, then decided hell with this, Donnys it is. Went to Donny's, had a few drinks and played a little pool. Well, I had a few drinks. She had one. Actually 2/3 of one. Lightweight. lol Left Donnys at quarter after 12, went home, logged on and chatted with Cyn an Beth till 2ish. Sounded like a good idea at the time, lol.

I think I've figured out this whole hypocritical age gap conundrum thing I have going here. As in, I've dated women 12 years older than me, but am having serious issues going out with someone 10 years my junior.

People say that age is just a number. Which is true as far as level of maturity goes. Lord knows I've dated older women with the maturity level of your average Jr. High student. But age is also an indication of experience. Barring bizzarre extenuating circumstances (say a long term coma, or years spent in a convent, etc), the older you are, the more experiences you have had. For most people, the more experiences you have had (especially in the dating arena), the more jaded you become. So what you have is an age vs jaded relationship thing going on wherein the youngun is all bright eyed and optimistic, and the older one is just like yeah, this could be fun for a bit. Whatever. *shrug* Which of course results in the youngun aquiring a bit of the jaded outlook, starting the cycle all over and ensuring the survival of the bitter lesbian as a species.

As a rule, I'm not terribly fond of the bitter lesbian. I mean honestly, why should I be considering they infected me right? So I am not terribly fond of the idea of perpetuating the cycle of jaded and therefore becoming the infector as opposed to the infectee. Which means I either need to find a cure for the jaded, date only those already infected, or remain single.

So how do ya cure jaded? Or hey, maybe there's a prophylactic for the jaded! I mean, it pretty much is an STD right? Hmmm....

Monday, April 05, 2004

WHOOHOO!
The girls are back from London. Woot woot! Of course they didn't bring me a hottie with an accent, but I imagine it would be difficult to smuggle one o those through customs.

I got a room at the Hilton for the big Ethan birthday bash. Thursday and Friday nights there will be no driving. Which means there will be mega major drinking. Eth said his goal is to top New Years. Maybe he can do it, but I'm pretty sure New Years Eve 2003 shall remain one of the best party nights of my life, lol. Never know tho. Maybe I will beat it. I had invited Ama to join in the celebration, but since I got the big brush off, I may invite the date girl. Actually nah I won't. Don't want any possible drama screwing up the weekend. I shall party with Eth et all and to hell with female companionship anyways. Unless of course I happen to meet someone during the course of the celebration. That's allowable. Heh.

Yeah, I know, I'm late on the date update. Cope. I spent yeterday at moms and there's no way in hell her computer will ever see this addy. Don't even want to begin to ponder the conversation that would spawn.

So anyways, yep, had the big date. Ok, so "big date" is a freaking HUGE overstatement. Was more a mutual hanging out in a public space. That was public, not pubic, get you're mind out of the gutter damnit. Was cool tho. Conversation came easy, as opposed to the last date I had (which was in what November? December? Somthing like that.) Hung out for a couple hours, then I headed to Donny's. Janis had some pride fest planning thing to go to. So off to Donny's I go at 8 o'clock. Now you just know that isn't good, lol. Get to Donny's, run into Kim, BS, get a beer, see Elbow, get the latest drama, blah blah blah. Played pool with Kim for awhile. Had some chick that called herself Princess asking about me. Number one, if you refer to yourself as royalty, no way in hell am I interested. Number two, who the hell is that chick ya been hangin on all night? Oh, your ex? Whom you just broke up with tonight. And who won't leave you alone. Oh yeah, I so wanna bite me off a big ol chunk of that drama. I just don't get enough drama ya know? Especially girlfriend havin girl drama. Yeah. Distinct lack of that. *snicker*

Anyways, Eth an Dr. Mike were out. Trashed. Calling me on my cell every 10 minutes while I'm trying to shoot pool, lol. I convinced them to stop at Donny's. That was fun. Dr. Mike got to see leather central. Woot woot. Went upstairs and hunted down Sonya for shots cuz it was her Bday. Boys left. I danced a little, then went back downstairs. Quickly got bored, so headed to Pegs. Saw Enrico, my fav Images bartender. More shots. Me an Eth decide to hit afterhours. Get there, get a beer, sit for 5 minutes and decide we're done, lol. Head home, with the obligatory sheetz stop of course.
Got up yesterday, drove Eth to pick up his car, then went to moms, then came home and did the Sunday night chat thing. Yeehaw. Have date number 2 tonight. Dinner at Damons then to Starbucks to see some folk singer boy. She got points for the music connection, lol.