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
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