Whoever said that getting old sucks definitely lied! I made a friend tonight. She was in her 70s (she wouldn't give me her exact age) and her name was Louise. I wonder if some day Emily will become and old lady name. I sure hope so! I want to be the future Betty or Ethel of America. Anyway, I went to Tin Lizzy because Guido Bartender told me he'd be working, and you know what that means, free drinkies! So, I walk in and get hit on by my favorite bouncer who refused to let me go. I sit near the front of the bar because the far end looked packed of people I probably wouldn't care much to talk to, so I chose a seat next to my new friend. She was sitting all alone talking to Guido. I obviously decide to strike up a conversation. Not quite sure what we talked about, but it was clear that I was making her night.
After about 30 minutes of chit-chat, Miley Cyrus came on, thank you Mr. DJ. This prompted my feet to start moving, and I invited Louise to dance with me. She told me I was a great dancer. Then as always, the DJ announced that if any lovely ladies would get on the bar and dance they would get free shots. This was our cue! I convinced Louise to get on the bar and dance with me. Guido handed us bottles of liquor, and as we danced down the bar we poured shots into the mouths of the patrons. Trashy... yes. Epic... absolutely. Best night of Louise's life... undeniable! As a put Louise in a cab, and gave her a hug good night, she asked if we could hang out again soon. What a precious woman, but I feel so sad for her. Is this really all she has to look forward to in life? Where is her family? Her soul mate? Her children? Bless her heart, but at least I was able to give her a night worth remembering.
xoxo,
E
*** This has been sitting in my Saved Posts. I must have forgotten to post it before. Sorry!
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Does this mean I win?
I think this means I'm still in the game. The Bodster texted me constantly last night. He was going out with some buddies and wanted to know what I was up to. I continued being my witty little self, but ended up sharing our location with him regardless. The Bodster showed up! He came with his friends the the bar we were hanging out with and I was mildly shocked. He came to find me, and when I saw him he was wearing a SEARSUCKER shirt. Steal my heart! We flirted, but in the end I beleive I'm still in the win category. He chased me, and I still didn't give him what he wanted. Though I do fall into the lose category briefly because I didn't have any drinks bought for me. Bummer.
In other Bodster news. He told me that he resigned his position at TTT. Do you realize how tragic that is? That means I don't have an automatic go to for free drinks anymore. Well, actually I have a drink machine up by me now, but he's just getting annoying because he calls me at 5:30 am when he gets off work. No thank you! Oh, and he wears a Jesus chain. Anyway, at least this means I can go to TTT without fear of having him be my total cock block. I'll figure it out, I always do.
xoxo,
E
In other Bodster news. He told me that he resigned his position at TTT. Do you realize how tragic that is? That means I don't have an automatic go to for free drinks anymore. Well, actually I have a drink machine up by me now, but he's just getting annoying because he calls me at 5:30 am when he gets off work. No thank you! Oh, and he wears a Jesus chain. Anyway, at least this means I can go to TTT without fear of having him be my total cock block. I'll figure it out, I always do.
xoxo,
E
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Lions and Tigers and.... a MOUSE! Oh My!
I'm pretty sure our exterminator was arrested from our apartment building on Saturday. I was only led to believe this because of the nice police officer that knocked on our door looking for him. Unfortunately this happened before he had made it to our apartment.
So, many of you (and by many, I mean all three of you that read this) would probably think that this was a good thing that Mr. Exterminator was apprehended before coming to my apartment. Well, on the contrary I was pretty pissed off. I don't care what you did Mr. Exterminator, just please come back and rid me of our guest, Henry the mouse. I'm sure he's a really sweet mouse, I just prefer to have my food free of rodents.
Until then, long live Henry!
xoxo,
E
So, many of you (and by many, I mean all three of you that read this) would probably think that this was a good thing that Mr. Exterminator was apprehended before coming to my apartment. Well, on the contrary I was pretty pissed off. I don't care what you did Mr. Exterminator, just please come back and rid me of our guest, Henry the mouse. I'm sure he's a really sweet mouse, I just prefer to have my food free of rodents.
Until then, long live Henry!
xoxo,
E
Friday, September 11, 2009
"It's the most WONDERFUL time of the year!"
I've heard that fall here is the best season. I don't know if that's true quite yet. Fall has just begun, and the cooler weather has caught me by surprise, but this is what I do know. With fall comes New York Fashion Week and that is enough for me to LOVE fall!
Fashion Week officially starts next week, and I couldn't be more excited. Tonight we kicked it off with "Fashions Night Out" where celebrities, stores, bars, and restaurants encourage consumers to go out and spend their money while they offer you freebies and a chance to... oh em gee... are you serious... have a drink served to you by Mary Kate or Ashley?!? My Full House dreams have come true. But seriously, I had fun. I didn't stay out to late, as you can see by the time that I'm posting to my blog, but needless to say, I had a killer time with Danielle (I have the worst boss ever, I hope she's reading this and thinks that I hate her) where we sipped Cosmos and some fruity fabulous drink that had Pop Rocks on the rim, gossiped about life and love, and even tried to stop by her ex-boyfriends bar. Super fabulous as always.
Fashion Week... you best not disappoint me!
As for the phone, still no luck. I'm phoneless and therefore completely and utterly lost. It has caused a mild depression in me, and I better get it tomorrow or I don't know what will happen. Wish me luck on my survival.
Happy Fall Y'all!
xoxo,
E
Fashion Week officially starts next week, and I couldn't be more excited. Tonight we kicked it off with "Fashions Night Out" where celebrities, stores, bars, and restaurants encourage consumers to go out and spend their money while they offer you freebies and a chance to... oh em gee... are you serious... have a drink served to you by Mary Kate or Ashley?!? My Full House dreams have come true. But seriously, I had fun. I didn't stay out to late, as you can see by the time that I'm posting to my blog, but needless to say, I had a killer time with Danielle (I have the worst boss ever, I hope she's reading this and thinks that I hate her) where we sipped Cosmos and some fruity fabulous drink that had Pop Rocks on the rim, gossiped about life and love, and even tried to stop by her ex-boyfriends bar. Super fabulous as always.
Fashion Week... you best not disappoint me!
As for the phone, still no luck. I'm phoneless and therefore completely and utterly lost. It has caused a mild depression in me, and I better get it tomorrow or I don't know what will happen. Wish me luck on my survival.
Happy Fall Y'all!
xoxo,
E
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Relationships Suck... (even if they are just in your head)
So here I am. So much time has passed and I feel like our relationship is slowly fading, but just when it seems like we've both lost all hope, I reach out to cling on to the little we have left.
Oh em gee... story of my life.
Anyway, so I had the worst day ever! I guess it only figures for having incredible ups and downs all weekend. Shall we start from the beginning?
Friday, I got another awkward text from the Bodster. He wanted me to come by TTT because he was "tending bar." A.K.A. Come by and get free drinks so I can take advantage of you later. So naturally, I went. V and I enjoyed some free drinks, and were offered shots if we got up on the bar. Naturally I dragged her up there. I'm such a good friend. Well, while I was doing my thing (hunched over like Quazimoto mind you because the ceilings aren't quite high enough), the object of my affection spotted me. We will call him "The G-Force." Anyway, the G-Force and I began talking and talked for a good 3 hours at TTT, which in that time I received numerous messages from the Bodster asking if I were a) ok and b) if I were going home with him or this new guy. I chose not to answer him. I mean we were only talking about cupcakes and religion. I figured things weren't going anywhere with this stud muffin. Oh, how wrong I was. We enjoyed the evening at TTT, got kicked out because of his drunk friend who crawled under the bar, then we went to an Irish Pub until it closed, then went to a 24-hour coffee shop and were up until 6:30 am. It was absolutely delightful.
Saturday I got to hang out with the boys... as in Joe, Brett, Brandon and the one and only John Nolan! It was a good time. I also had a birthday party to go to, which was again, super fun, but because of the wedding on Sunday I went home early and snuggled up in my nice Temperpedic bed (that when you jump on it with a glass full of liquids, it doesn't spill!).
Wedding day came and went, and was surprisingly cold and we pulled it off like we do this for a living. Danielle is amazing, what can I say.
Got back from NJ on Monday in time to hit Chik-fil-a with the G-Force, unfortunately since it isn't a real Chik-fil-a we didn't get the free Labor Day sandwiches, but it was super delicious nonetheless. I was super nervous, but super excited to see him (just seeing how many times I can use the word super without getting annoyed with myself... not working out so well), and things went really well as in we still had things to talk about. He ended up joining V and me at the UM watch party at Brother Jimmy's, and we had a lot of fun together. He was totally into the game despite the fact that he couldn't care less about UM. Also, he searched UM on Wikipedia so he could know something about us... how presh. Yes, things were a little awkward because all of my Miami/EX friends were there and Precious Joe was there, but sometimes you have to move on in life. I suppose they will eventually get over the fact that I'm not dating someone from Miami or someone that is in EX, but for now, I'll deal with it. The G-Force seems pretty cool, and maybe I'll get to see him again sometime... he did request to be invited to the next Power Hour, but V said only if he brought cute law friends with him. I'm all in.
As for the terrible day though, I'm skipping Tuesday because all I did was sleep and have an interview that I showed up 15 minutes late for, but life happens and so do terrible cab drivers. However, today I woke up to the buttons on my phone not working. My alarm went off for over an hour, and pulling out the battery wasn't even helping. I went to the Verizon store at 8:30 am (when they opened... oh, yes, I waited outside!), and they told me that they were unable to help me because I have an Altell phone. WTF, you bought out Altell, you should take care of all of your customers. This is your problem now! So as of right now I'm phoneless. I feel like I've been dumped and I don't know how to feel about it. Like I miss it so much, but at times its a relief knowing that I don't have to check in, though sometimes I try and it just won't respond. Hopefully my new phone will come in tomorrow, but I just want to know who this BBM is from!!! In addition, I stayed pretty late at work today creating a digital filing system (super fun, be jealous), but ended up exhausted and frustrated. My bag got mildly puked on on the way home which really grossed me out, but I Cloroxed it so no frets. I had no other choice. When I got home, V and I shared a Trader Joe's frozen pizza then headed to the Stumble Inn for $8 Ladies Night Pitchers. Totally made my day better. There is nothing like pizza and beer after a stressful day. I just feel like there will be a lot of baking to come. Oh, and hopefully the G-Force hasn't tried to contact me. If so, I can just play it off like I'm hard to get, and I'll just let him sweat it. Whatevs.
I'm pleasantly tipsy and I'm ready for snuggle time with my pillows and my big bed all to myself. Though I do all the time, I really can't complain. Just as long as these people stop smoking weed outside my window... then I'll be able to sleep peacefully.
xoxo,
E
Oh em gee... story of my life.
Anyway, so I had the worst day ever! I guess it only figures for having incredible ups and downs all weekend. Shall we start from the beginning?
Friday, I got another awkward text from the Bodster. He wanted me to come by TTT because he was "tending bar." A.K.A. Come by and get free drinks so I can take advantage of you later. So naturally, I went. V and I enjoyed some free drinks, and were offered shots if we got up on the bar. Naturally I dragged her up there. I'm such a good friend. Well, while I was doing my thing (hunched over like Quazimoto mind you because the ceilings aren't quite high enough), the object of my affection spotted me. We will call him "The G-Force." Anyway, the G-Force and I began talking and talked for a good 3 hours at TTT, which in that time I received numerous messages from the Bodster asking if I were a) ok and b) if I were going home with him or this new guy. I chose not to answer him. I mean we were only talking about cupcakes and religion. I figured things weren't going anywhere with this stud muffin. Oh, how wrong I was. We enjoyed the evening at TTT, got kicked out because of his drunk friend who crawled under the bar, then we went to an Irish Pub until it closed, then went to a 24-hour coffee shop and were up until 6:30 am. It was absolutely delightful.
Saturday I got to hang out with the boys... as in Joe, Brett, Brandon and the one and only John Nolan! It was a good time. I also had a birthday party to go to, which was again, super fun, but because of the wedding on Sunday I went home early and snuggled up in my nice Temperpedic bed (that when you jump on it with a glass full of liquids, it doesn't spill!).
Wedding day came and went, and was surprisingly cold and we pulled it off like we do this for a living. Danielle is amazing, what can I say.
Got back from NJ on Monday in time to hit Chik-fil-a with the G-Force, unfortunately since it isn't a real Chik-fil-a we didn't get the free Labor Day sandwiches, but it was super delicious nonetheless. I was super nervous, but super excited to see him (just seeing how many times I can use the word super without getting annoyed with myself... not working out so well), and things went really well as in we still had things to talk about. He ended up joining V and me at the UM watch party at Brother Jimmy's, and we had a lot of fun together. He was totally into the game despite the fact that he couldn't care less about UM. Also, he searched UM on Wikipedia so he could know something about us... how presh. Yes, things were a little awkward because all of my Miami/EX friends were there and Precious Joe was there, but sometimes you have to move on in life. I suppose they will eventually get over the fact that I'm not dating someone from Miami or someone that is in EX, but for now, I'll deal with it. The G-Force seems pretty cool, and maybe I'll get to see him again sometime... he did request to be invited to the next Power Hour, but V said only if he brought cute law friends with him. I'm all in.
As for the terrible day though, I'm skipping Tuesday because all I did was sleep and have an interview that I showed up 15 minutes late for, but life happens and so do terrible cab drivers. However, today I woke up to the buttons on my phone not working. My alarm went off for over an hour, and pulling out the battery wasn't even helping. I went to the Verizon store at 8:30 am (when they opened... oh, yes, I waited outside!), and they told me that they were unable to help me because I have an Altell phone. WTF, you bought out Altell, you should take care of all of your customers. This is your problem now! So as of right now I'm phoneless. I feel like I've been dumped and I don't know how to feel about it. Like I miss it so much, but at times its a relief knowing that I don't have to check in, though sometimes I try and it just won't respond. Hopefully my new phone will come in tomorrow, but I just want to know who this BBM is from!!! In addition, I stayed pretty late at work today creating a digital filing system (super fun, be jealous), but ended up exhausted and frustrated. My bag got mildly puked on on the way home which really grossed me out, but I Cloroxed it so no frets. I had no other choice. When I got home, V and I shared a Trader Joe's frozen pizza then headed to the Stumble Inn for $8 Ladies Night Pitchers. Totally made my day better. There is nothing like pizza and beer after a stressful day. I just feel like there will be a lot of baking to come. Oh, and hopefully the G-Force hasn't tried to contact me. If so, I can just play it off like I'm hard to get, and I'll just let him sweat it. Whatevs.
I'm pleasantly tipsy and I'm ready for snuggle time with my pillows and my big bed all to myself. Though I do all the time, I really can't complain. Just as long as these people stop smoking weed outside my window... then I'll be able to sleep peacefully.
xoxo,
E
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