Well, i think it is third weekend (or second) being single... Going well i think :P
Friday night was gold. Hung out with a good crew: Jennos, Emmos, Micenko, Berdos, Bennos and Adamo(new friend i made).
Now it started off at the Rocket Room and i think we were there a little early because it did kind of blow. After a few drinks and a master mind plot to find smokes for the "non-smokes" we headed off to the Brass Monkey. I liked this place (thanks Micenko!). Drinks were good, atmosphere was good and the toilets were up stairs, so all the calories i was putting on with the booze was shedding off with trips to the toilet :P
We took some funny ass pictures and all in all the night was good despite being "hilariously awkward" for some as Micenko would put it. I discovered with Ben and Jen that we dig non-awkward silences which is great. I love that in poeple. You can just be you and stand there and not feel like the need to say "so, do you come here often?". It's really great that i can do this with new friends :)
I need more nights like these to deal with the case of the ex hahaha!
Dad came and got us and we headed home for a power nap.
Saturday morning was interesting. Had to be a work bright and early for a ten hour shift. Let me tell you i was not a happy chap that morning. I hate the supermarket so much, so waking up hung over and having to work in one totally sucked. Customers... grrr i could have killed at least seven and shot another ten in the face! Why oh why do the customers always have to be right- dang it! I think the only thing that was keeping me sane was the txt messages from Micenko. Poor guy was going through the exact same thing as i was.
Saturday night was a quiet one. Would have like to boozed it up again but had no plans :P So i spent the night chatting on line (gaah!).
Sunday morning found me at breakfast with the Nonna and then driving to St John of God hospital (needed to know where i was going for prac the next mornng). I had also agreed to meet with the ex. He wanted to see me, which i was OK with but i really just wanted my Meat Loaf cd back :P
It was OK seeing him, it's just he tries to make me "fall back in love with him". Not going to happen any time soon so i wish he would just drop it. But on the bright side- got Meat Loaf back woo hoo!
well, i think that is it. Not too interesting but enough to blog about.
6 comments:
Yeah I like non awkward silences... But with most people I don't know when they're occurring, you see...
I find something strangely satisfying about doing stuff with a massive hang-over. For example, having to drag yourself to work, or powering through 4 hours of paintballing has another dimension added to it when done with a hang-over. Or am I the only one that feels that?
... I knew I was a freak :(
I could have told you that you are a freak Bennos :)
haha. Na i get what you are saying. I did feel as though i was in another dimension at work the next day. Like i swear i saw myself shooting someone? And the day did go strangely fast...
I think the satisfying feeling comes from that fact that you got so fucked the night before that you are actually proud that you can get up and still power through the days activities.
Two words.
Dry.
Reaching.
It does add another dimension. Another dimension of PAIN.
Ben you weren't running enough.
HAHAHA!
dry reaching... omg.
i thought i had pushed that memory out forever, thanks Dave!
embarrassing!
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