I'M SO FUCKING LAME
we went to PF Chang's for work the other night. bostonian guy of course like i mentioned early was my "date." but 30 minutes before i was suppose to meet him i called just to let him know i'd be there a little late he says this to me: "look, i don't know if you invited me just to be nice or if you like me, but i have a girlfriend." hold up. talk about jaw dropping. "oh," i say, "i'm just being nice. so i'll meet you there at 8 right?" ahhhhhhhh. so he goes and at first it might seem awkward but it wasn't that bad. he's really cool, but i don't really even like him like i thought i would. so all in all it turned out for the best. it's just too funny to even be bummed about.
then towards the end of dinner i see that roger and tommy have called me repeatedly and paul had text msgd me. i call tommy back and find out that the guys were in the hospital because they were in a wreck. holy hell. everyone was ok and they didn't get out of the hospital until like 4.30 but still, it freaked me out.
at least everything turned out good. i'm off today, paul's off today, roger's off today and tommy's here. it's gonna be a good day.
that's all for now.
then towards the end of dinner i see that roger and tommy have called me repeatedly and paul had text msgd me. i call tommy back and find out that the guys were in the hospital because they were in a wreck. holy hell. everyone was ok and they didn't get out of the hospital until like 4.30 but still, it freaked me out.
at least everything turned out good. i'm off today, paul's off today, roger's off today and tommy's here. it's gonna be a good day.
that's all for now.