You can't hide ugly.
I would say my weekend was weird, but "weird" is pretty much "average" for me. What this weekend was, which is not average for me, was particularly confusing.
Friday
+Hung out at Sarah's with Sarah...and Laura! It was the first time Laura hung out with us since she up and moved out of the house without any explanation over a month ago. And I've missed her dearly. But she showed up and drank some with us and told us what happened and seemed really upset about it, and we hugged her and told her we didn't give a damn, that we were just glad she's back. So YAY!!! LAURA'S BACK!!! :D :D :D
+Sarah and I went to the Big Smith concert, which rocked. Sarah was trashed so I had to keep her from making an ass out of herself because she lost her ID and could only prove that she was over 18.
+Sarah D was there with her mom, so we danced with them for awhile (FYI-Sarah B and Sarah D used to be step sisters. Not shitting you.). At one point Sarah's mom pulled Sarah B and I aside to invite us to a thong party after the concert. When Sarah said something about how she wasn't wearing a thong, Sarah's mom said, "It's ok, you'll be the only people there under 40 anyway!"
+Around 1:00 Sarah and I left and went down to Ryleigh's to meet up with Matt and Chase. Hung out, watched them play pool awhile. Found Devin at the bar.
+After awhile of hanging out Sarah and I left. Ran into Nicki and some random people walking up the street towards Ryleigh's, looking for us. Went back to Ryleigh's and hung out until last call.
+Decided we were hungry so Sarah, Nicki, Matt, Devin, and I went to Jimmy John's and then Geno's. Ate.
+On the way back up Dickson toward the car Matt tries to take Safe Ride (Transportation for drunk U of A students) home and gets in a fight with the driver because the driver won't let Matt on. We all get somewhat involved and Devin yells, "I'll tell my step-father about this!" to which the driver yelled, "You go ahead and do that!" What the driver didn't know: Devin's step-father is the head of Safe Ride.
+Scene during the continued walk up the street:
Nicki passes an open pizza box sitting on the top of a trash can and stops to grab a slice.
Everyone else, grabbing Nicki and pulling her away: "NO NICKI! NO NICKI! NICKI! NO!"
Tessa: "No Nicki! We're not homeless yet!"
Matt, to me: "YET?!"
(Haha, well, seriously. Half of us don't have jobs, and almost all of us that do are working shitty part-time jobs at minimum wage. A large number of us have dropped out of school. We can't afford to heat our houses and have to eat peanut butter out of the jar with a spoon because we don't have any other food. What money we do have we spend on booze, and then still have to go out and con people into buying us drinks for free. We're really not that far above homeless, it's just excusable because we're young.)
+Everyone went back to the house and hung out for awhile, then I went home to pass out.
Saturday
+Saturday afternoon Scotty (Gas Station) texted me asking if we were still on for that night, and saying, "Why don't I buy you dinner and then we can hit up Dickson?" Which sounded great to me.
+Saturday evening Motorcycle texted me. It went something like:
Him: "What are you doing tonight?"
Me: "Going out."
Him: "I don't have to work tonight."
Me: "Well, I already have a date."
Him: "Yeah, I figured as much."
Him: "Good luck!"
Fucking weirdo.
+Met Scotty at his place. Oh, and by the way, I looked HOT:
Hahahaha! Seriously, that even impresses me!!!
+The vast majority of my f-list are not members of the Dickson Street Bar Scene, but if you were you would know who the doorman at SpeakEasy is. He's bald and has a very distinctive look about him, and stares you down when you hand him your ID. Definitely one of those people who are known by sight by pretty much everyone. Anyway, it turns out he's Scotty's room mate. We had a nice conversation while we waited for Scotty to get dressed (???? Yes.)
+We all ride to Dickson, park behind SpeakEasy, and Scotty and I head....to Joey's house. Joey being Scotty's best friend, who is also a major douche.
+Joey and his neighbor are watching some bizarre 80s alien/vampire/zombie movie with a lot of porn scenes in it. I play with Joey's poodle, Scotty gets me a drink, we sit around there for an hour.
+Scotty is hungry, so he, Joey, and I head to D's Pizzeria, which is where 4-14 used to be. And is basically the same except that they are now serving pizza. We eat, Joey drinks a lot of beer, makes comments about how the waitress should be an OktoberFest girl, and gets pissy because some guy tells him that some girl he hooked up with is a lesbian.
+At one point Joey is talking about how he should be a politician since he's a major slimeball, says something about how he's going to run for president in ten years, and then says, "And you two-I don't know if you'll be together or separate-will..."
...Does that seem like an odd comment for a dude to make? About his buddy and the chick his buddy's on a first date with? Bizarre.
+After the pizza Joey insists that I have a mojito and drags us to Theo's. Theo's is an up-scale restaurant/bar on Dickson that has valet parking. I have, understandably, never been there before. As we are walking toward the door there is a guy wearing a suit standing in the doorway. He is not the doorman. In fact, no one cards us at all and the place is packed with well-dressed people in their later 20s and 30s. (Scotty and his friends are, btw, are in their mid-late twenties and fit into the "Young Professionals" crowd that my parents seem to expect me to be a part of and which I generally avoid. My friends and I know them because they are also bar rats and alcoholics.) Joey and I each have a raspberry mojito and then we leave.
+We walk to Joey's because Scotty doesn't have a jacket and it is in the 30s. During the walk Joey and Scotty talk about life insurance. We then head to SpeakEasy's where we walk around the line of hopeful clubbers trying to get in, wave at Scotty's room mate, and head downstairs.
+Scotty sees some guy he knows and talks to him for about twenty minutes. During this time Joey buys all three of us Long Islands. Scotty doesn't touch his. Scotty asks me if I want to go upstairs, we head off with Joey behind us.
+Somehow we lose Joey. Scotty goes to the bathroom and I sit in the bathroom waiting area on the pleather couch, waiting for him. While he is in the bathroom some guy with a foreign accent (German?) sits next to me.
Him: "Are you waiting for someone?"
Me: "Yes."
Him: "Are you waiting for a girl or a boy?"
Me: "A boy."
Him: "Is he cute?"
Me: "Yes."
Him: "Do you think he would punch me in the face if he came out and saw me here talking to you?"
Me: "Hmm...probably not. He doesn't seem like the punching-in-the-face type to me."
Him: "Ok, have a good night."
+Scotty comes out of the bathroom and decides we should probably look for Joey. We look for him and when we can't find him Scotty assumes he has gone back to his place and we head back outside. We go to Joey's house. The door is locked, and Scotty wants his back pack, which is inside (Oh yeah, Scotty brought a backpack with him. I never saw him take anything out of it or do anything with it except carry it from his house to his truck, from his truck to Joey's, and then back again.). Scotty calls Joey, who opens the door, flings the backpack at us, and then goes back inside. We begin to walk away and Joey, who is no longer wearing any pants, comes out on his porch and yells obscenities at us. The neighbor who was watching the movie with us at the beginning of the night walks out with a beer in his hand, looks at Joey, and shakes his head.
+As we are walking back to the truck Scotty says, "What a waste of an evening." I cannot agree with him more.
+We go back to Scotty's. He asks me if I want to watch a movie and then states that he hates all of the 70+ movies that are on the shelf. We start making out.
+We go back to his bedroom, where he asks me to fornicate and I laugh at him. After making out awhile I start to leave, he takes my phone (which has fallen out of my pocket onto his bed) and sticks it down his pants, I fish it out without consideration and walk out of the house.
+I call Sarah and tell her about the night, she laughs hysterically.
Fuck, I love booze. Life is so interesting when you and everyone you know are raving alcoholics.
Wednesday is the day my thesis is due, the day my two-week unit is due, and the day I have my interview with the Teacher Education Committee to determine if I get my teaching license or not.
I'm hungry.
"But this wasn't the good kind of sore. This was fat rough guy sore." -Ashley
"Masturbating is like eating communion wafers when you want brownie pie." -Ariel
One of my students, rapping as he walked into the classroom:
"Ms. Bailey's here, she's on her laptop. She's probably on Facebook, 'cause she's hot."
Friday
+Hung out at Sarah's with Sarah...and Laura! It was the first time Laura hung out with us since she up and moved out of the house without any explanation over a month ago. And I've missed her dearly. But she showed up and drank some with us and told us what happened and seemed really upset about it, and we hugged her and told her we didn't give a damn, that we were just glad she's back. So YAY!!! LAURA'S BACK!!! :D :D :D
+Sarah and I went to the Big Smith concert, which rocked. Sarah was trashed so I had to keep her from making an ass out of herself because she lost her ID and could only prove that she was over 18.
+Sarah D was there with her mom, so we danced with them for awhile (FYI-Sarah B and Sarah D used to be step sisters. Not shitting you.). At one point Sarah's mom pulled Sarah B and I aside to invite us to a thong party after the concert. When Sarah said something about how she wasn't wearing a thong, Sarah's mom said, "It's ok, you'll be the only people there under 40 anyway!"
+Around 1:00 Sarah and I left and went down to Ryleigh's to meet up with Matt and Chase. Hung out, watched them play pool awhile. Found Devin at the bar.
+After awhile of hanging out Sarah and I left. Ran into Nicki and some random people walking up the street towards Ryleigh's, looking for us. Went back to Ryleigh's and hung out until last call.
+Decided we were hungry so Sarah, Nicki, Matt, Devin, and I went to Jimmy John's and then Geno's. Ate.
+On the way back up Dickson toward the car Matt tries to take Safe Ride (Transportation for drunk U of A students) home and gets in a fight with the driver because the driver won't let Matt on. We all get somewhat involved and Devin yells, "I'll tell my step-father about this!" to which the driver yelled, "You go ahead and do that!" What the driver didn't know: Devin's step-father is the head of Safe Ride.
+Scene during the continued walk up the street:
Nicki passes an open pizza box sitting on the top of a trash can and stops to grab a slice.
Everyone else, grabbing Nicki and pulling her away: "NO NICKI! NO NICKI! NICKI! NO!"
Tessa: "No Nicki! We're not homeless yet!"
Matt, to me: "YET?!"
(Haha, well, seriously. Half of us don't have jobs, and almost all of us that do are working shitty part-time jobs at minimum wage. A large number of us have dropped out of school. We can't afford to heat our houses and have to eat peanut butter out of the jar with a spoon because we don't have any other food. What money we do have we spend on booze, and then still have to go out and con people into buying us drinks for free. We're really not that far above homeless, it's just excusable because we're young.)
+Everyone went back to the house and hung out for awhile, then I went home to pass out.
Saturday
+Saturday afternoon Scotty (Gas Station) texted me asking if we were still on for that night, and saying, "Why don't I buy you dinner and then we can hit up Dickson?" Which sounded great to me.
+Saturday evening Motorcycle texted me. It went something like:
Him: "What are you doing tonight?"
Me: "Going out."
Him: "I don't have to work tonight."
Me: "Well, I already have a date."
Him: "Yeah, I figured as much."
Him: "Good luck!"
Fucking weirdo.
+Met Scotty at his place. Oh, and by the way, I looked HOT:
Hahahaha! Seriously, that even impresses me!!!
+The vast majority of my f-list are not members of the Dickson Street Bar Scene, but if you were you would know who the doorman at SpeakEasy is. He's bald and has a very distinctive look about him, and stares you down when you hand him your ID. Definitely one of those people who are known by sight by pretty much everyone. Anyway, it turns out he's Scotty's room mate. We had a nice conversation while we waited for Scotty to get dressed (???? Yes.)
+We all ride to Dickson, park behind SpeakEasy, and Scotty and I head....to Joey's house. Joey being Scotty's best friend, who is also a major douche.
+Joey and his neighbor are watching some bizarre 80s alien/vampire/zombie movie with a lot of porn scenes in it. I play with Joey's poodle, Scotty gets me a drink, we sit around there for an hour.
+Scotty is hungry, so he, Joey, and I head to D's Pizzeria, which is where 4-14 used to be. And is basically the same except that they are now serving pizza. We eat, Joey drinks a lot of beer, makes comments about how the waitress should be an OktoberFest girl, and gets pissy because some guy tells him that some girl he hooked up with is a lesbian.
+At one point Joey is talking about how he should be a politician since he's a major slimeball, says something about how he's going to run for president in ten years, and then says, "And you two-I don't know if you'll be together or separate-will..."
...Does that seem like an odd comment for a dude to make? About his buddy and the chick his buddy's on a first date with? Bizarre.
+After the pizza Joey insists that I have a mojito and drags us to Theo's. Theo's is an up-scale restaurant/bar on Dickson that has valet parking. I have, understandably, never been there before. As we are walking toward the door there is a guy wearing a suit standing in the doorway. He is not the doorman. In fact, no one cards us at all and the place is packed with well-dressed people in their later 20s and 30s. (Scotty and his friends are, btw, are in their mid-late twenties and fit into the "Young Professionals" crowd that my parents seem to expect me to be a part of and which I generally avoid. My friends and I know them because they are also bar rats and alcoholics.) Joey and I each have a raspberry mojito and then we leave.
+We walk to Joey's because Scotty doesn't have a jacket and it is in the 30s. During the walk Joey and Scotty talk about life insurance. We then head to SpeakEasy's where we walk around the line of hopeful clubbers trying to get in, wave at Scotty's room mate, and head downstairs.
+Scotty sees some guy he knows and talks to him for about twenty minutes. During this time Joey buys all three of us Long Islands. Scotty doesn't touch his. Scotty asks me if I want to go upstairs, we head off with Joey behind us.
+Somehow we lose Joey. Scotty goes to the bathroom and I sit in the bathroom waiting area on the pleather couch, waiting for him. While he is in the bathroom some guy with a foreign accent (German?) sits next to me.
Him: "Are you waiting for someone?"
Me: "Yes."
Him: "Are you waiting for a girl or a boy?"
Me: "A boy."
Him: "Is he cute?"
Me: "Yes."
Him: "Do you think he would punch me in the face if he came out and saw me here talking to you?"
Me: "Hmm...probably not. He doesn't seem like the punching-in-the-face type to me."
Him: "Ok, have a good night."
+Scotty comes out of the bathroom and decides we should probably look for Joey. We look for him and when we can't find him Scotty assumes he has gone back to his place and we head back outside. We go to Joey's house. The door is locked, and Scotty wants his back pack, which is inside (Oh yeah, Scotty brought a backpack with him. I never saw him take anything out of it or do anything with it except carry it from his house to his truck, from his truck to Joey's, and then back again.). Scotty calls Joey, who opens the door, flings the backpack at us, and then goes back inside. We begin to walk away and Joey, who is no longer wearing any pants, comes out on his porch and yells obscenities at us. The neighbor who was watching the movie with us at the beginning of the night walks out with a beer in his hand, looks at Joey, and shakes his head.
+As we are walking back to the truck Scotty says, "What a waste of an evening." I cannot agree with him more.
+We go back to Scotty's. He asks me if I want to watch a movie and then states that he hates all of the 70+ movies that are on the shelf. We start making out.
+We go back to his bedroom, where he asks me to fornicate and I laugh at him. After making out awhile I start to leave, he takes my phone (which has fallen out of my pocket onto his bed) and sticks it down his pants, I fish it out without consideration and walk out of the house.
+I call Sarah and tell her about the night, she laughs hysterically.
Fuck, I love booze. Life is so interesting when you and everyone you know are raving alcoholics.
Wednesday is the day my thesis is due, the day my two-week unit is due, and the day I have my interview with the Teacher Education Committee to determine if I get my teaching license or not.
I'm hungry.
"But this wasn't the good kind of sore. This was fat rough guy sore." -Ashley
"Masturbating is like eating communion wafers when you want brownie pie." -Ariel
One of my students, rapping as he walked into the classroom:
"Ms. Bailey's here, she's on her laptop. She's probably on Facebook, 'cause she's hot."