Who would you do???
08-18-03
~Would you know my name, if I saw you in heaven?~
The weekend is over...and the party has only just begun. Brian is in town...and ever since he showed up, it's been nonstop party til you drop. I take that back. It started shortly before he got here. We all went to the fair on Saturday night. We all...that basically means me, and my typical "crew". Laurie, Steve, Nicole and Casey. Personally, I could have skipped out on that whole thing. I tend to shy away from any possibilities of running into people that I went to high school with. The only people from school that I have the desire to see, I hang out with on a regular basis. Thankfully, we didn't really see very many people from back in the day. Instead, we just pushed through the massive crowds of 12-17 year olds. Wiggers, posers, country folk, goth wannabes...kids these days are just absolutely obnoxious. Do you see what television is doing to our children? Make a trip to your local county fair and you'll understand what I mean. Maybe it's just our local fair. Because there's nothing else to do around here. Needless to say, it frightens me. Anyhow, the trip to the fair was pretty boring. Highlight of the evening: Laurie and Nicole wasted $3.75 each, to ride some crazy fair ride put together by carnies...and a kid 2 people down from Laurie puked his guts out. So they both recieved a bit of a souvenir. Vomit chunks...mmm!
~I'd give up forever to touch you. Cause I know that you'd feel me somehow.~
After that lovely experience, Casey went to work (3rd shift sucks) and the rest of us headed over to Ray's Place for a bit of pool action. Had a couple drinks...so we were all pretty loose. Dancing around to whatever was on the juke box. Then right before we were about to leave, the cocktail waitress comes up to Nicole and I and says somebody wants to buy us another drink. So we accepted and ended up having to stick around for awhile. This isn't a great bar...mainly just local alcoholics. Not really my kind of place. So I asked the waitress who bought the drinks...hoping it was someone half decent. Of course it wasn't. She says, "It's the guy clear down at the other end of the bar. The indian guy with the long ponytail." Ugh. So I tried to suck this drink down quickly in hopes that we wouldn't have to talk to him. But he stammers over. Quite drunk, quite short, and missing a tooth. I thanked him for the drink and he said, "Well, you're pretty. I like to buy drinks for pretty girls." Then he proceeded to ask me all kinds of slurred questions.
"Do you come in here often?"
no.
"Are you from around here?"
ya.
"Where did you graduate from?"
Bath.
"oh! So did I! What year did you graduate?"
2000.
"Man, now I feel old. I graduated in 1988"
AHHHHHHHHHHH Oh really.
Then he started rambling on and on about old teachers from Bath and how he's got his own carpet laying business. His dad died and left him 5 acres of land in Wisconsin (which later turned into 6 acres of land). It's right near Oprah Winfrey's house out there...yadda yadda. More comments about how pretty he thinks I am...He asked if I've ever lived anywhere else, so I said I had lived in CT for awhile. Then he asked if I had a boyfriend. Thank goodness for that question and the ability to lie. I said I did...and he stood there for a little while longer before bowing out gracefully, shaking my hand, and heading back to the other side of the bar. Ugh. Damn do I attract some real winners! Nothing against that guy. But for pete's sake, can't I at least attract someone under the age of THIRTY?!?! I commend his boldness though. If these younger guys that Nicole seems to notice staring at me would only be as bold, I might have a few dates on my calendar. But guys my age just stare. They make it pretty damn obvious too. But they don't act on it. It's pathetic. So, moving on. After that wonderful gentleman bought me a drink, I was pretty gone. We left the bar and Steve stopped right in front of the local tattoo parlor. I almost got a tattoo the other night...dammit! They were closing right as we got there so we went back to the house and turned on the Michael Jackson cd. Steve got to witness all the glory that is the 3 of us dancing, singing and acting like drunken morons. We called Pitka hoping he'd bring a few people over and that just turned into stupidity. I think he's pissed off at me now. Eh...whatever. I had called TJ much earlier and left a message. He called back and tried to convince my stupid shitfaced ass to come over and bring friends but I said no. I was pretty drunk, but smart enough not to drive my uninsured car acrossed town. So he said he would come over later to play cards. Then Brian showed up. He also witnessed the silliness. I was laughing so hard through our rendition of Queen, I almost peed my pants. It was all downhill from there. I curled up in the recliner when TJ showed up with Jeff. But forced myself to wake up enough to quasi-entertain the guests. Steve, Brian, TJ and Jeff played euchre while Nicole and I watched. Laurie passed out upstairs. They ordered a pizza at like 4 o'clock in the morning and I went home a little after that.
~Did you miss me while you were lookin' for yourself out there?~
Yesterday, I woke up somewhere around 3 in the afternoon and remembered I had videos to return by 8. So I rushed around to get dressed and headed back over to Laurie's. We took movies back and chilled at the house for awhile before deciding to go to BW3's. Kirsten rearranged her schedule so she could come to see Brian. We all met at Bdubs and hung out for a few hours. Had some drinks, some buffalo chips...played "who would you do?" then went back to the house around midnight. I was damn tired and feeling a little sick. So I went home early. Too much action for me. I'm still feeling pretty nasty after last night. I was rudely awoken by the sound of my fathers voice early this afternoon. Apparently, he got pissed off at work today and just quit. So he's been on the phone ever since, bitching to all of his friends and former employees. Then TJ called around noon to invite me to go swimming with them. But not only am I nautious, I don't know who's going with him. I don't really like sharing bathing suit Laura with everybody. Let alone TJ. I think that would be too much for him to handle. A little too much of Laura might just drive a man insane. So I have no idea of what I will be doing today. I still want to throw a little party for Laurie's birthday which is tomorrow. Maybe later tonight when I'm feeling better I'll go over there. She's probably going out to eat with her family tonight. Brian is in town until Wednesday morning so there's plenty of time for a get together. But I haven't heard from anyone but the TJ today so who knows.
~and you say...stay...~
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