Apr 26, 2008 11:56
So last night Sara, Carlo and I took Dave Pepka out in Poughkeepsie for a bit of a mini reunion during his visit from Boston. We met up at Marist and attempted a trip to Red Robin (with their mythical hamburger and egg sandwiches). We were put off by the wait, so instead took out party to Ruby Tuesdays. Good choice. There were many cute waitresses there, and no lines! Especially note-worthy was the waitress with dark hair and blue eyes! (Ben's favourite!) After having some fun with our waitress, and some random trivia about Johnny Cash, we headed up to Coldstone Creamery for some amazing dessert. If you have never been there, it's like the Starbucks of ice cream! They mix your toppins into the ice cream with precision usually reserved with welders and Norse Gods. Amazing!
Afterwards we headed up to Steve and Cora's house, where I proceeded to arrange their pistachios into a unidirectional fashion, until later that night when the cat tipped the bowl over (Thanks Carlo!). Battlestar Galactica was had by all, and we parted for Mahoneys. When we arrived, we felt old. Carlo and I had Coronas (for which my beer snobbery was given much flack), and we watched the young-ins dance for a while, before Sara convinced me we should be with them. It was a light night for drinking (only 2 for me), so dancing proved a bit difficult, but as tends to happen, I started to loosen up and summon my I Liq Chuan to help combat my whiteness when it comes to dancing. Good times were had by all, and even Dave got into it with a bit of prodding.
While I was there, I ran into Jared, my co-worked / professional drinking friend, who was with six girls, and clearly lone gone. More dancing for everyone, before we decided it was time for some air. Sara and I proceeded to text message one another fro across the table as Dave talked about something I can't recall. Just as we were getting ready to leave, Rahul, Danielle, and some other friends showed up. We spent a few minutes catching up and were on our merry way.
On the way home, as luck would have it, the police pulled me over, claiming I was speeding through a construction zone. Of course, I was doing 50 in what is normally a 55 (that's good for me), and apparently now is a 35. Huzzah! So I am now the proud owner of a ticket that I'm sure I can't afford. This of course put me in a sour mood, and kept me from getting up this morning to run a 5k race for charity that some of my friends were doing.
Either way, I had some crazy dreams last night as a result, only some of which I remember. I remember being on vacation, apparently in some alternate reality of a Colorado (which I have never been to), and living in a split level house with my parents. I was seeing a girl, and that was cool, although by the end we were getting ready to head back to NY, so things had to end. About 20 minutes after she left, some tornadoes showed up, and turned the house sideways, off it's foundation. Somehow, this was before the funnel clouds came, and we all ran out of the house and into the woods, at my dad's insisting. We came to a cliff and jumped off into a river below. Apparently submerging yourself in a river is a good way to hide from tornadoes (I'm a bit curious of that myself), and so the tornado passed us by.
I dunno know how much I believe in purpose of dreams, but this traffic ticket will likely be the first ticket I don't get reduced to a moving violation with no points. As a result, it'll be more expensive than ever, and screw up my insurance for the first time ever. Add on top that I may not have a roommate soon, and therefore not be able to afford my own place, and the fact that I am in serious need of a route canal, and life is a bit scary and uncertain right now. I am suppose to go to Ireland in the fall with Sara and Dave, and if things don't work out right, I dunno if I'll be able to afford to. Top it all off with the possibility of moving back in with my parents for a while, which has whole other implications.
I've been at HKT for a while now, despite the crap pay, because I love my job. I made a deal with myself that as long as I could afford to support myself, I'd stay there for a while. Now, if I can't afford a place and have to move back to my parents house (first time since I was 21), then I have to quit HKT and get a job in my field that can actually support myself. Very frustrating times indeed.
Anyway, Mark and I are going hiking / exploring / photographing today, so that's all for now.
dreams,
dancing,
hkt,
mahoneys,
friends,
poughkeepsie,
drinking