stupid.
I had a date yesterday with probably the hottest guy I've ever gone out with...but he was freaked out because I wouldn't have sex with him. AHHHH! What do these guys want from me? If I have sex with them too soon, they go away. If I don't have sex with them soon enough, they get frustrated.
I'm hoping that he'll want to hang out again, but I'm not so sure.
STUPID FUCKING GUYS!
Dating is just such a fucking nightmare! All I want is for a nice guy to show up at my door so we can ride into the sunset on his white horse. Is that too much to ask?
Ok, fine. I just want someone easy going and down to earth that I can spend some time with and get to know. There. That shouldn't be so hard...right?
But even with that, my weekend was purty great! Friday night we had a work party. We went to the Islander and since it was all people who have worked here for a long time, it was awesome...we just bitched about everyone and everything. I left around 8:30 and went home for a couple hours. Then Katie and I decided to go out to Belltown. We started at Viceroy and it was too crowded and filled with assholes. Katie and I sat on this seat that was not occupied and we were very rudely told that we couldn't sit there. After we got up, these fucks put a bunch of jackets on the seats and no one sat there the entire time we were there. As we were leaving, Katie accidentally knocked over one of their beer bottles with her jacket. I'm pretty sure it was empty. They said "wow, way to knock that off and not say anything." So I took the opportunity to say "Well, way to be an ASSHOLE!"...and then we left. It was great.
Next, we went to Rendezvous and who did we run into? My coworkers that I had left a few hours ago at the Islander! w00t! By this time they were WASTED and hilarious! A few of Katie's friends showed up and a good time was had by all. The last bar we hit was the Lava Lounge. In the bathroom, this little piece of fun was on the wall: "Here's to being single, seeing double, fucking triple, and having multiple." Awesome.
Saturday, I got up and went to my parents' house for Epiphany. My mom made an awesome brunch and I drank several mimosas and several glasses of Mead. MMMM. Then I got some kick-ass presents - a digi camera, a wool coat, accessories for the camera, jewelry, sheets...and I don't owe my mom $2800 anymore! YAY!
Sunday, I had the date with that stupid fuck. Then I hung out with my roomies the rest of the day and had a sexy time at night...not with my roomies...dont get any ideas.
So all in all, a great weekend...aside from asshole fucker.
I'm hoping that he'll want to hang out again, but I'm not so sure.
STUPID FUCKING GUYS!
Dating is just such a fucking nightmare! All I want is for a nice guy to show up at my door so we can ride into the sunset on his white horse. Is that too much to ask?
Ok, fine. I just want someone easy going and down to earth that I can spend some time with and get to know. There. That shouldn't be so hard...right?
But even with that, my weekend was purty great! Friday night we had a work party. We went to the Islander and since it was all people who have worked here for a long time, it was awesome...we just bitched about everyone and everything. I left around 8:30 and went home for a couple hours. Then Katie and I decided to go out to Belltown. We started at Viceroy and it was too crowded and filled with assholes. Katie and I sat on this seat that was not occupied and we were very rudely told that we couldn't sit there. After we got up, these fucks put a bunch of jackets on the seats and no one sat there the entire time we were there. As we were leaving, Katie accidentally knocked over one of their beer bottles with her jacket. I'm pretty sure it was empty. They said "wow, way to knock that off and not say anything." So I took the opportunity to say "Well, way to be an ASSHOLE!"...and then we left. It was great.
Next, we went to Rendezvous and who did we run into? My coworkers that I had left a few hours ago at the Islander! w00t! By this time they were WASTED and hilarious! A few of Katie's friends showed up and a good time was had by all. The last bar we hit was the Lava Lounge. In the bathroom, this little piece of fun was on the wall: "Here's to being single, seeing double, fucking triple, and having multiple." Awesome.
Saturday, I got up and went to my parents' house for Epiphany. My mom made an awesome brunch and I drank several mimosas and several glasses of Mead. MMMM. Then I got some kick-ass presents - a digi camera, a wool coat, accessories for the camera, jewelry, sheets...and I don't owe my mom $2800 anymore! YAY!
Sunday, I had the date with that stupid fuck. Then I hung out with my roomies the rest of the day and had a sexy time at night...not with my roomies...dont get any ideas.
So all in all, a great weekend...aside from asshole fucker.