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Weeeeeeeeee.
lol. I tend to walk into walls when I'm drunk. great fun, great fun... unless of course you're walking really fast... then not so much great fun. Yesterday I went out to dinner with coworkers. It rather reaffirmed how introverted I am. I needed out, and I knew I needed out, so I invited myself out, and then I just wanted to go home. hehe. They're nice enough, but not soul mates. I want some soul mate girlfriends to go dancing and bar hopping with that can turn around and discuss good literature and know when to just stop talking. ( fisco at the restaurent for a person like me... my coworkers just would not stop talking - we were there for almost 3 hours - it got a little embarrasing with the waitress trying to get us to order more or leave... I'm the only one who was embarrased though - and I couldn't leave 'cause I carpooled.)
blah. so tonight I stayed in again (even though they wanted me to go to a basketball game). Next weekend book club and dinner with a dear soul mate who just so happens to be in TN on the other side of Nashville from me. it'll be a haul, but worth it. So worth it.
woo buzz. I learned tonight that not all juice is actually good with vodka. lol. I just wanted something after talking to my dearly deployed (blah) and being left worse than I started. But rasberry lemonade and vodka... not so good... not so good. I shoulda stuck to hot chocolate and godiva liquer... now that stuff... heaven on earth... but it's not cold enough for hot chocolate and I'm afraid to try that with just ice in case it takes away my piece of heaven by actually tasting like alcohol.
and weeeeeeeee again. wonder if there's any movies on...
p.s. I'm listening to Rhonda Vincent's version of "Jolene", "cyclone" by baby bash, and "apologize" with timberland on repeat... if that doesn't let ya know how confused my state of mind is how quickly my emotions are changing, I don't know what will... lol The really funny thing is I can actually look sexy dancing to all 3 - and that isn't just drunk talk. That's flat out black girl confidence. Plus, since no one reads this, I'll go ahead and say, I'm looking damn good lately. I took some pictures for Travis's v-day present and if I could post 'em and still be considered decent, I would... I'm actually rather proud of them. hehe
lol. I tend to walk into walls when I'm drunk. great fun, great fun... unless of course you're walking really fast... then not so much great fun. Yesterday I went out to dinner with coworkers. It rather reaffirmed how introverted I am. I needed out, and I knew I needed out, so I invited myself out, and then I just wanted to go home. hehe. They're nice enough, but not soul mates. I want some soul mate girlfriends to go dancing and bar hopping with that can turn around and discuss good literature and know when to just stop talking. ( fisco at the restaurent for a person like me... my coworkers just would not stop talking - we were there for almost 3 hours - it got a little embarrasing with the waitress trying to get us to order more or leave... I'm the only one who was embarrased though - and I couldn't leave 'cause I carpooled.)
blah. so tonight I stayed in again (even though they wanted me to go to a basketball game). Next weekend book club and dinner with a dear soul mate who just so happens to be in TN on the other side of Nashville from me. it'll be a haul, but worth it. So worth it.
woo buzz. I learned tonight that not all juice is actually good with vodka. lol. I just wanted something after talking to my dearly deployed (blah) and being left worse than I started. But rasberry lemonade and vodka... not so good... not so good. I shoulda stuck to hot chocolate and godiva liquer... now that stuff... heaven on earth... but it's not cold enough for hot chocolate and I'm afraid to try that with just ice in case it takes away my piece of heaven by actually tasting like alcohol.
and weeeeeeeee again. wonder if there's any movies on...
p.s. I'm listening to Rhonda Vincent's version of "Jolene", "cyclone" by baby bash, and "apologize" with timberland on repeat... if that doesn't let ya know how confused my state of mind is how quickly my emotions are changing, I don't know what will... lol The really funny thing is I can actually look sexy dancing to all 3 - and that isn't just drunk talk. That's flat out black girl confidence. Plus, since no one reads this, I'll go ahead and say, I'm looking damn good lately. I took some pictures for Travis's v-day present and if I could post 'em and still be considered decent, I would... I'm actually rather proud of them. hehe