weekend life
Weekend was fun.
Friday night I hung out with Michelle at her place, drank vodkatinis and Zubrowka, got high, listened to old records (namely Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass), laughed a lot. I love Michelle. She's probably my favourite person ever to hang out with. I don't think I've ever met someone more interesting than she.
Saturday night I met up with Carly and Steff at CTO for Carly's bachelorette tour. We didn't stay at CTO for too long because there wasn't anything going on. Got to the 'Wick around 11 and met up with Dave and the boys, and a whole bunch of other people I'm friends with. Midwives played, we drank a bunch of Jager, Dave electrocuted himself on his amp, Carly had nipple pasty games that we played... after the bachelorette party dissolved, me, Dave, Ryan, Cheri, Kara, Jordan and his girlfriend, Julie and Matt, and Mike all went to Mini-Bite and got food. I slept over at Dave's (we watched "The Village of the Damned" when we got home and I had creepy dreams all night) and worked the next morning, which sucked. It was totally dead all day.
Sunday night I watched "Mean Girls" twice in a row... for some reason (but I love that movie!), and then I met up with Dave and Ryan at Raygun, and Burlton showed up a little later on. Nothing too exciting happened, just the usual antics with those boys... we did some whiskey shots, Dave gave me a whole bunch of beer that he couldn't finish, we talked about swingers parties, balls and anal sex (nothing out of the ordinary haha). After the bar, Dave, Ryan and I went to Mini-Bite, I peed behind a dumpster and some girl walking her dog saw me, and some girl came up to me and told me she had a girl-crush on me (but not, unfortunately, while I was peeing, even thought THAT would have been awesome).
When Dave and I got home, we had some of the best sex we've ever had. After we got in, Dave wanted to go to the bedroom right away (we usually watch tv for a bit, like "Mythbusters" or something else on the Discovery Channel), and I had been feeling really mushy and nostalgic earlier on that day, thinking of good times we've had in our relationship, so when we went to bed I told him about the things I had been remembering earlier that day, and we were reminiscing about some of our really hot times that we've had... and I guess that sparked something because we made out like crazy-passionate for like an hour, and then had effing AMAZING sex that lasted forever! Oh mama, I'm gettin' all hot just thinking about it...
Moving day is coming soon. I haven't done anything. Haven't packed a single box... I've only brought home 3 from work. Still haven't figured out where my cat's gonna live for a month. Still haven't organized arrangements with my hydro and Rogers. Still haven't called any storage places to check costs. Ugh. I guess I've just been so stressed out about this promotion and my interviews that I've been putting off moving stuff until I get the job stress out of the way. At least I know that Ryan is going to help Dave and I move my stuff.
Oh, I had my second interview for the Manager position today. I think it went okay, but I'm not sure. The woman I had to speak with today is really hard to read, so I don't know. I thought I did fine. Everyone has been talking me up: my boss, our stock guy, my co-worker, the Manager from the other London store... so I hope they're taking that into account. I'm so nervous! My stomach is in knots. If I don't get this position, I'm going to have to quit. For a lot of reasons, but also because I will be totally insulted.
Ps. it turns out that guy I saw when I was walking home from Michelle's on Friday night (I wrote about it a couple entries back) WAS, in fact, dead.
Friday night I hung out with Michelle at her place, drank vodkatinis and Zubrowka, got high, listened to old records (namely Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass), laughed a lot. I love Michelle. She's probably my favourite person ever to hang out with. I don't think I've ever met someone more interesting than she.
Saturday night I met up with Carly and Steff at CTO for Carly's bachelorette tour. We didn't stay at CTO for too long because there wasn't anything going on. Got to the 'Wick around 11 and met up with Dave and the boys, and a whole bunch of other people I'm friends with. Midwives played, we drank a bunch of Jager, Dave electrocuted himself on his amp, Carly had nipple pasty games that we played... after the bachelorette party dissolved, me, Dave, Ryan, Cheri, Kara, Jordan and his girlfriend, Julie and Matt, and Mike all went to Mini-Bite and got food. I slept over at Dave's (we watched "The Village of the Damned" when we got home and I had creepy dreams all night) and worked the next morning, which sucked. It was totally dead all day.
Sunday night I watched "Mean Girls" twice in a row... for some reason (but I love that movie!), and then I met up with Dave and Ryan at Raygun, and Burlton showed up a little later on. Nothing too exciting happened, just the usual antics with those boys... we did some whiskey shots, Dave gave me a whole bunch of beer that he couldn't finish, we talked about swingers parties, balls and anal sex (nothing out of the ordinary haha). After the bar, Dave, Ryan and I went to Mini-Bite, I peed behind a dumpster and some girl walking her dog saw me, and some girl came up to me and told me she had a girl-crush on me (but not, unfortunately, while I was peeing, even thought THAT would have been awesome).
When Dave and I got home, we had some of the best sex we've ever had. After we got in, Dave wanted to go to the bedroom right away (we usually watch tv for a bit, like "Mythbusters" or something else on the Discovery Channel), and I had been feeling really mushy and nostalgic earlier on that day, thinking of good times we've had in our relationship, so when we went to bed I told him about the things I had been remembering earlier that day, and we were reminiscing about some of our really hot times that we've had... and I guess that sparked something because we made out like crazy-passionate for like an hour, and then had effing AMAZING sex that lasted forever! Oh mama, I'm gettin' all hot just thinking about it...
Moving day is coming soon. I haven't done anything. Haven't packed a single box... I've only brought home 3 from work. Still haven't figured out where my cat's gonna live for a month. Still haven't organized arrangements with my hydro and Rogers. Still haven't called any storage places to check costs. Ugh. I guess I've just been so stressed out about this promotion and my interviews that I've been putting off moving stuff until I get the job stress out of the way. At least I know that Ryan is going to help Dave and I move my stuff.
Oh, I had my second interview for the Manager position today. I think it went okay, but I'm not sure. The woman I had to speak with today is really hard to read, so I don't know. I thought I did fine. Everyone has been talking me up: my boss, our stock guy, my co-worker, the Manager from the other London store... so I hope they're taking that into account. I'm so nervous! My stomach is in knots. If I don't get this position, I'm going to have to quit. For a lot of reasons, but also because I will be totally insulted.
Ps. it turns out that guy I saw when I was walking home from Michelle's on Friday night (I wrote about it a couple entries back) WAS, in fact, dead.