Saturday Night!
Went out to have a good old dance, and I really did! Had a great time :D
However, I feel a bit guilty on HR and waitresses account as they seemed a bit tired and I almost feel they went out for me cos I was bummed we didn't go out dancing in bruges.
Plus I was slightly aggressive mode. Some random very young guy tried to ask me what I was on (drugswise) cos I was so happy on the dance floor which I ignored but some other random young guy was laughing at me and I tried to hit him. I *managed* to tap him on the side of his head ( he was behind a barrier and on a slightly higher level than the dance floor, and I was somewhat pissed). I swear tho if he'd been any closer I really would have hit him. No idea why that pissed me off so much, maybe the joven association.
The other bit was that while we were there we met some other rotaract types and with them was a new guy from another club. He was very "friendly" shall we say and I wasn't interested. Mostly cos of him-Tall and bearded, Big no. And also cos when I'm in a mixed crowd when I'm out I'm just not interested in flirting. Anyway on the way home in the car people were teasing me saying I was well in there and I just got fed up. At the time I just felt press ganged. I started having visions of theteacher (one of me and russia's old uni pals) when she told me at new years that she thougth I was gay and her reasoning was basically that I didn't jump on any guy that offered. This got connected with waitresses who while implausibly drunk on friday actually apparently said he thought I was gay. And the fact that networkguy is making up to paintmixer and waitresses and hr are an item just helped up to irritate me. It was like all these nonsingle people were laughing at the trials of the singledon (me).
So I'll send them an email and check I haven't upset them.
What else? The other downside of the evening was that I was drunk and that was OK, but when I got home I had horrific gas. As in continual burping from about 12 till when I got up at 7 in the morning. It sounds funny but I promise you it wasn't. It makes me think I should swear off alcohol for good. Specially when you think I was feeling kind of ill on the w/end when I drank wine with friday's meal. I didn't hurl but I felt really icky. And the thing is I just don't want to give up alcohol and drunkenness. I don't exactly need it. But I'd like to be able to have a few and be pleasantly fuzzed without serious side effects. Maybe I should have alcohol more often, just a glass I mean. I dunno. Any ideas people?
But seriously I had a great laugh and I really had a good time. Promise!
Am both excited and panicked by the fact that I'm off to the states on weds. As yet no packing done and I had a panic this morn about stuff I wanna take that needs laundering.
Do you know what I really don't get. Why have I mentioned joven so often? And why did I almost feel when I was in the club on saturday that I was expecting him to be there/wanting him to be there? Just why? I don't think I'm interested. I give up. Maybe I would be if he didn't make me feel old and I didn't feel I was too old for him. Maybe not, I mean he does love to diss me which I really find annoying. And I never feel like I'd ever want to kiss or date him, always a big sign of interest, yet here I am talking about the idiot. So I think I'll just stop.
Packing is on the cards for this arvo!!! BOSTON is only a few days away!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This morning I went to the hairdressers and had my hair cut. Or rather trimmed back to it's nice short length.
I borrowed Beth Orton's Daybreaker from the library. I wasn't impressed. It went back pretty rapidly. I'm most of the way through watching Kissing Jessica Stein on DVD. It's kinda interesting and I'm enjoying it. Apart from when my dad asks qs (I watch it with headphones plugged in).
Feather: I've now read the whole 'Nightwatch' which I LOVED. Was great to see pratchett on form. While I'm here wanted you to know how much I love and use the sunflower bag you gave me. I forgot to tell you on friday.
love to all
QR
However, I feel a bit guilty on HR and waitresses account as they seemed a bit tired and I almost feel they went out for me cos I was bummed we didn't go out dancing in bruges.
Plus I was slightly aggressive mode. Some random very young guy tried to ask me what I was on (drugswise) cos I was so happy on the dance floor which I ignored but some other random young guy was laughing at me and I tried to hit him. I *managed* to tap him on the side of his head ( he was behind a barrier and on a slightly higher level than the dance floor, and I was somewhat pissed). I swear tho if he'd been any closer I really would have hit him. No idea why that pissed me off so much, maybe the joven association.
The other bit was that while we were there we met some other rotaract types and with them was a new guy from another club. He was very "friendly" shall we say and I wasn't interested. Mostly cos of him-Tall and bearded, Big no. And also cos when I'm in a mixed crowd when I'm out I'm just not interested in flirting. Anyway on the way home in the car people were teasing me saying I was well in there and I just got fed up. At the time I just felt press ganged. I started having visions of theteacher (one of me and russia's old uni pals) when she told me at new years that she thougth I was gay and her reasoning was basically that I didn't jump on any guy that offered. This got connected with waitresses who while implausibly drunk on friday actually apparently said he thought I was gay. And the fact that networkguy is making up to paintmixer and waitresses and hr are an item just helped up to irritate me. It was like all these nonsingle people were laughing at the trials of the singledon (me).
So I'll send them an email and check I haven't upset them.
What else? The other downside of the evening was that I was drunk and that was OK, but when I got home I had horrific gas. As in continual burping from about 12 till when I got up at 7 in the morning. It sounds funny but I promise you it wasn't. It makes me think I should swear off alcohol for good. Specially when you think I was feeling kind of ill on the w/end when I drank wine with friday's meal. I didn't hurl but I felt really icky. And the thing is I just don't want to give up alcohol and drunkenness. I don't exactly need it. But I'd like to be able to have a few and be pleasantly fuzzed without serious side effects. Maybe I should have alcohol more often, just a glass I mean. I dunno. Any ideas people?
But seriously I had a great laugh and I really had a good time. Promise!
Am both excited and panicked by the fact that I'm off to the states on weds. As yet no packing done and I had a panic this morn about stuff I wanna take that needs laundering.
Do you know what I really don't get. Why have I mentioned joven so often? And why did I almost feel when I was in the club on saturday that I was expecting him to be there/wanting him to be there? Just why? I don't think I'm interested. I give up. Maybe I would be if he didn't make me feel old and I didn't feel I was too old for him. Maybe not, I mean he does love to diss me which I really find annoying. And I never feel like I'd ever want to kiss or date him, always a big sign of interest, yet here I am talking about the idiot. So I think I'll just stop.
Packing is on the cards for this arvo!!! BOSTON is only a few days away!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This morning I went to the hairdressers and had my hair cut. Or rather trimmed back to it's nice short length.
I borrowed Beth Orton's Daybreaker from the library. I wasn't impressed. It went back pretty rapidly. I'm most of the way through watching Kissing Jessica Stein on DVD. It's kinda interesting and I'm enjoying it. Apart from when my dad asks qs (I watch it with headphones plugged in).
Feather: I've now read the whole 'Nightwatch' which I LOVED. Was great to see pratchett on form. While I'm here wanted you to know how much I love and use the sunflower bag you gave me. I forgot to tell you on friday.
love to all
QR