...and this weekend
hey, i really think that next weekend, or one where not a lot of ppl have plans we should all go and see miss holly @ work at the matrix. and what follows is my proposal why, including some of the pros and cons.
i went this saturday and had a blast. it was 80s nite, and it was good 80's, smiths, depeche mode, some standards (prepare to "safety dance"). i drank my "fair share". while all the other rooms were packed. this one was not so. so i could get my drunken grove ON! as holly would say, "i was Buffet drunk". yes, drunk vickie (as i like to call my alter ego), danced with goofy random men, but what the hell. i don't go to a club JUST to make fun of other ppl. although there were some fucking winners if your into that sort of sport. and there were some hotties. boys and girls. there was a lovely set of goth/punk twin chicks that were making me think dirty things... heh, heh.
i also saw a boy that i wanted to talk to and didn't. don't know why i can dance with dirty old men who will stare at my boobs -- and have the fucking balls to apologize for it at the end of the nite-- and not go up to cute boys and say "hi i'm vickie, can i buy you a drink?" even THOUGH he was looking at me (or maybe rachel) half the nite. i'm just not agressive. i have two choices, change that or accept it. and right now i'm teetering on the line. my social awkwardness is becoming my downfall.
case in point. at work (the flower shop for those who may not know) there is a hot pizza delivery guy who delivers for us on the holidays. last holiday sparky told him i thought he was cute, his reply "why would she like me, i'm all scruffy". this time he came in all trimmed up. still i did nothing. i made a couple attempts at awkward convo, sounding like a total 'tard. ugh... it doesn't matter.
ok, i started trying to make this a treatise to get all of us to do something fun and ending up bitching. sorry. i'm in a good mood actually.
ps, everyone in happy relationships. do some warding. break ups are epidemic. just a suggestion. granted everyone breaking up was "in a bad way", but i come from a broken home and i just can't handle it when "mommy and daddy aren't going to be together anymore". being single, i don't think i have to worry that my vibrator is going to leave me. but if the motor goes i'll know that some planet is in some weird house destroying happiness everywhere.
that's about it. have a nice day one and all!
i went this saturday and had a blast. it was 80s nite, and it was good 80's, smiths, depeche mode, some standards (prepare to "safety dance"). i drank my "fair share". while all the other rooms were packed. this one was not so. so i could get my drunken grove ON! as holly would say, "i was Buffet drunk". yes, drunk vickie (as i like to call my alter ego), danced with goofy random men, but what the hell. i don't go to a club JUST to make fun of other ppl. although there were some fucking winners if your into that sort of sport. and there were some hotties. boys and girls. there was a lovely set of goth/punk twin chicks that were making me think dirty things... heh, heh.
i also saw a boy that i wanted to talk to and didn't. don't know why i can dance with dirty old men who will stare at my boobs -- and have the fucking balls to apologize for it at the end of the nite-- and not go up to cute boys and say "hi i'm vickie, can i buy you a drink?" even THOUGH he was looking at me (or maybe rachel) half the nite. i'm just not agressive. i have two choices, change that or accept it. and right now i'm teetering on the line. my social awkwardness is becoming my downfall.
case in point. at work (the flower shop for those who may not know) there is a hot pizza delivery guy who delivers for us on the holidays. last holiday sparky told him i thought he was cute, his reply "why would she like me, i'm all scruffy". this time he came in all trimmed up. still i did nothing. i made a couple attempts at awkward convo, sounding like a total 'tard. ugh... it doesn't matter.
ok, i started trying to make this a treatise to get all of us to do something fun and ending up bitching. sorry. i'm in a good mood actually.
ps, everyone in happy relationships. do some warding. break ups are epidemic. just a suggestion. granted everyone breaking up was "in a bad way", but i come from a broken home and i just can't handle it when "mommy and daddy aren't going to be together anymore". being single, i don't think i have to worry that my vibrator is going to leave me. but if the motor goes i'll know that some planet is in some weird house destroying happiness everywhere.
that's about it. have a nice day one and all!