I'm back in PA :D
Sup, kids? I'm back in good ol' PA, chilling in my room, clad is my sweet, sweet, South Park pjs. I just wanted to paint that picture for you all.
So, this weekend wasn't that bad at all. I got to work, and see Craiiiggg, the guy I mentioned in my last post. He was working in the office, and I was doing merch, so I didn't get to talk to him. Until he totally came over to the merch table before he left and talked to me for ten minutes when he could have just gone home. I was wicked pumped about that. He did the same thing the next night too, which was freaking sweet. Also, the merch team was independent of the theatre, and they liked me so much that they offered me a second job working for them! It's a sweet way to make some under-the-table cash for just working one or two nights. Plus the people are really nice. I enjoy being liked :)
So on Sunday, my last day at work before break, I brought my presents to my bosses and junk (dunkin giftcards), and the mix cd I made for Craig (Ren, make a mix cd for the guy she likes? now I know you're shocked :P). He was all appreciative and hugged me, which was adorable. And we were definitely flirting all shift long. Afterwards, I asked him if he wanted to get coffee or something, and he totally said yes. Which was really exciting for me. So we went to Starbucks and walked around talking for awhile. He's such a sweet guy, he bought my coffee for me. He plays WoW, which is also cute. He told me he doesn't like really dig South Park (or doesn't undrstand why everyone else does, more accurately), but he hasn't seen BASEketball yet, and he liked Orgazmo, so all hope isn't lost, haha. But I mentioned Matt and Trey's band (it was totally relevant, honest) and I was like "DVDA, which is double vaginal" and then he finished with "double anal" with me. So we totally said double anal. in unison. in the street. which made me blush pretty damn hard. But I told him that I'm half-jewish now (i traded my irish half to my friend matt because he loves boondock saints, and i'm kyle broflovski, so it only makes sense that i'm partially jewish), and we walked past Boston's big ol' Hannukah lighting, and he was like "you're half jewish, so you shoudl really watch this." It was cute, because I was worried he thought I was being kinda immature about it. But we hung out for an hour altogether, and he told me he'd email me over break. So i'm pretty excited. It's been awhile since I've really gotten butterflies about anyone, so i'm pumped.
the pants situation had not been resolved before I left for break. this kid is a serious douche. *sappy music* You know, I've learned something today. I need to watch who I get drunk around, because I obviously let my crotch do the thinking under the influence. Also, take my word for it kids, drunken hookups aren't all they're cracked up to be. Because you think you're doing it for yourself and you won't regret it, but really it's all awkward and totally not worth it. And you realize that the guy you hooked up with kinda stalked your friend and his dick's small and he doesn't really smell that great. Also, he fucking steals pants. And your friends spend weeks busting on you for hooking up with him, and then bust on you for dating himm, and then bust on you for ignoring him. And then you hve to explain to your friends back home who think you have a boyfriend (because you put it on stupid facebook) that you really don't anymore, because he is a pants gnome and that is pretty fucked up. So then THEY'LL get to rip on you too, when really all you wnt to think about is the sweet guy from your office who is really nice to you. And doesn't take your pants. Because he is not TOTALLY FUCKED UP, dude. /moral
In summation, my pants are in limbo, but I don't care because craig is cute, i'm finally home, and I can shower in a real person's shower. Also, it's fucking Christmastime, dudes. Good shit.
And you know what else? My friend burned me DVDA's album, my South Park episodes finally downloaded, aliste made my busride so much easier (I got 'The Hot Chick' and 'The Three Musketeers') because she is my HERO, I had no hassles at the bus station today, mom bought cookies, i'm pretty much done my x-mas shopping, I can drive my CAR, and there's a sale on TV shows on DVD at Borders tomorrow. I even kinda miss my friends from Emerson, which is nice, because after I came back from Thanksgiving I didn't think I'd have any friends, but I got really close with Chris, Matt, Tracy, Maria, Zack, and my amazing, amazing roommate. Life is pretty fucking sweet, and I should sit back and appreciate that for once.
So, this weekend wasn't that bad at all. I got to work, and see Craiiiggg, the guy I mentioned in my last post. He was working in the office, and I was doing merch, so I didn't get to talk to him. Until he totally came over to the merch table before he left and talked to me for ten minutes when he could have just gone home. I was wicked pumped about that. He did the same thing the next night too, which was freaking sweet. Also, the merch team was independent of the theatre, and they liked me so much that they offered me a second job working for them! It's a sweet way to make some under-the-table cash for just working one or two nights. Plus the people are really nice. I enjoy being liked :)
So on Sunday, my last day at work before break, I brought my presents to my bosses and junk (dunkin giftcards), and the mix cd I made for Craig (Ren, make a mix cd for the guy she likes? now I know you're shocked :P). He was all appreciative and hugged me, which was adorable. And we were definitely flirting all shift long. Afterwards, I asked him if he wanted to get coffee or something, and he totally said yes. Which was really exciting for me. So we went to Starbucks and walked around talking for awhile. He's such a sweet guy, he bought my coffee for me. He plays WoW, which is also cute. He told me he doesn't like really dig South Park (or doesn't undrstand why everyone else does, more accurately), but he hasn't seen BASEketball yet, and he liked Orgazmo, so all hope isn't lost, haha. But I mentioned Matt and Trey's band (it was totally relevant, honest) and I was like "DVDA, which is double vaginal" and then he finished with "double anal" with me. So we totally said double anal. in unison. in the street. which made me blush pretty damn hard. But I told him that I'm half-jewish now (i traded my irish half to my friend matt because he loves boondock saints, and i'm kyle broflovski, so it only makes sense that i'm partially jewish), and we walked past Boston's big ol' Hannukah lighting, and he was like "you're half jewish, so you shoudl really watch this." It was cute, because I was worried he thought I was being kinda immature about it. But we hung out for an hour altogether, and he told me he'd email me over break. So i'm pretty excited. It's been awhile since I've really gotten butterflies about anyone, so i'm pumped.
the pants situation had not been resolved before I left for break. this kid is a serious douche. *sappy music* You know, I've learned something today. I need to watch who I get drunk around, because I obviously let my crotch do the thinking under the influence. Also, take my word for it kids, drunken hookups aren't all they're cracked up to be. Because you think you're doing it for yourself and you won't regret it, but really it's all awkward and totally not worth it. And you realize that the guy you hooked up with kinda stalked your friend and his dick's small and he doesn't really smell that great. Also, he fucking steals pants. And your friends spend weeks busting on you for hooking up with him, and then bust on you for dating himm, and then bust on you for ignoring him. And then you hve to explain to your friends back home who think you have a boyfriend (because you put it on stupid facebook) that you really don't anymore, because he is a pants gnome and that is pretty fucked up. So then THEY'LL get to rip on you too, when really all you wnt to think about is the sweet guy from your office who is really nice to you. And doesn't take your pants. Because he is not TOTALLY FUCKED UP, dude. /moral
In summation, my pants are in limbo, but I don't care because craig is cute, i'm finally home, and I can shower in a real person's shower. Also, it's fucking Christmastime, dudes. Good shit.
And you know what else? My friend burned me DVDA's album, my South Park episodes finally downloaded, aliste made my busride so much easier (I got 'The Hot Chick' and 'The Three Musketeers') because she is my HERO, I had no hassles at the bus station today, mom bought cookies, i'm pretty much done my x-mas shopping, I can drive my CAR, and there's a sale on TV shows on DVD at Borders tomorrow. I even kinda miss my friends from Emerson, which is nice, because after I came back from Thanksgiving I didn't think I'd have any friends, but I got really close with Chris, Matt, Tracy, Maria, Zack, and my amazing, amazing roommate. Life is pretty fucking sweet, and I should sit back and appreciate that for once.