My Life (as told by Bridget Jones)
VH1 has yet to be recognized for making the 00's the decade of loving all other decades.
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A couple of weeks ago my boss called me at home (never happens!) to tell me that I'm getting a few small bonuses that add up to be a month's rent. She also said that it wouldn't go through on that pay period, but the next. Well, I spent that money anyway. My account went into the negative. What did I do with that money? I drank it! That was so stupid. I need a computer (use my roommates); I need an electric piano; I need to visit my family on Hawaii and my friends on mainland; I need a savings account; I need to pay taxes for 2002 (yes the dept. of treasury found and contacted me)....The last thing I need to do with extra cash is blow it on a great time.
(enough of the self-griping! tell us about the great time you had!)
So, on Friday two girls from work and I went to Kelly's (a-gain!) and the first person to come up to me was my very attractive ex-boyfriend. (I'm forever single: How is it I've only been here a year and I 'run into' an ex? I should just call him the boyfriend of 2003 because that's what it is. I have a new bf every year and it only lasts for about 3-4 months. Whatever. Back on track to story.)
I was in shock to see him again but I kept my composure somewhat. Everything is always a competition with him though and I definitely felt like I was playing Who Can Keep Cool Longer? and then I blew it. We congratulated each other, cuz we both just graduated things, and then I said "well...I'm gonna go over here now...gotta get in line for beer...good seeing you...." in the least non-awkward voice I could hope for (hopefully it came across as me being bored with the conversation). I tried to talk to him again but he was avoiding me. I know that he lives closer now and that makes me a little nervous. What makes me even more nervous was that I found myself considering 'what if we were...'
But then I suggested dancing with all these hot guys and more drawing on strangers' t-shirts ensued (I outlined the ribs and pecs of the hottest man ever!) and then J asked the leadsinger of the band for a favor...
I had no idea what she was saying to him but we're both huge GNR fans so the guy says in the mic, "Everybody look up here I want you all to look at Susan! She's a topless dancer! And she's the official dancer of the night so we're gonna play her some Guns 'N Roses now!!!" ROCK ON! After the song he begged me to show my tits (no, way) and the crowd started chanting "Susan!Susan!Susan!..." I was fairly embarassed. But I suppose it was a good night to run into an ex. Thank GOD I looked hot!
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A couple of weeks ago my boss called me at home (never happens!) to tell me that I'm getting a few small bonuses that add up to be a month's rent. She also said that it wouldn't go through on that pay period, but the next. Well, I spent that money anyway. My account went into the negative. What did I do with that money? I drank it! That was so stupid. I need a computer (use my roommates); I need an electric piano; I need to visit my family on Hawaii and my friends on mainland; I need a savings account; I need to pay taxes for 2002 (yes the dept. of treasury found and contacted me)....The last thing I need to do with extra cash is blow it on a great time.
(enough of the self-griping! tell us about the great time you had!)
So, on Friday two girls from work and I went to Kelly's (a-gain!) and the first person to come up to me was my very attractive ex-boyfriend. (I'm forever single: How is it I've only been here a year and I 'run into' an ex? I should just call him the boyfriend of 2003 because that's what it is. I have a new bf every year and it only lasts for about 3-4 months. Whatever. Back on track to story.)
I was in shock to see him again but I kept my composure somewhat. Everything is always a competition with him though and I definitely felt like I was playing Who Can Keep Cool Longer? and then I blew it. We congratulated each other, cuz we both just graduated things, and then I said "well...I'm gonna go over here now...gotta get in line for beer...good seeing you...." in the least non-awkward voice I could hope for (hopefully it came across as me being bored with the conversation). I tried to talk to him again but he was avoiding me. I know that he lives closer now and that makes me a little nervous. What makes me even more nervous was that I found myself considering 'what if we were...'
But then I suggested dancing with all these hot guys and more drawing on strangers' t-shirts ensued (I outlined the ribs and pecs of the hottest man ever!) and then J asked the leadsinger of the band for a favor...
I had no idea what she was saying to him but we're both huge GNR fans so the guy says in the mic, "Everybody look up here I want you all to look at Susan! She's a topless dancer! And she's the official dancer of the night so we're gonna play her some Guns 'N Roses now!!!" ROCK ON! After the song he begged me to show my tits (no, way) and the crowd started chanting "Susan!Susan!Susan!..." I was fairly embarassed. But I suppose it was a good night to run into an ex. Thank GOD I looked hot!