Saturday, November 15, 2008

Need a lullabye, a kiss goodnight

I have no idea what other things went on. My memory is a little lacking these days. I am still not 100%, despite me going out and doing things. I've not been reading blogs either. I feel bad, but sometimes things have to go to the wayside and I guess that's one thing.

I love the freaking eye candy at work. So fucking cute. And I'm smart enough to not get into anything. Hell nah. He's just pretty to look at.

FOAF and I hung out. And by hung out I mean he played WoW and I slept. I know how it is to be cooped up in a house with nothing to do, so I invited him over to use my internet since that new expansion came out. And he stayed. All night. Which I was kind of figuring anyway. So, he played, I did some other stuff and then went to sleep. It was a late night and I don't exactly sleep well if there's other stuff going on, but I managed. And apparently I managed to NOT talk in my sleep which is a good thing. So, here's a guy who likes me, in my bed with me in jammies and sleeping and NOTHING HAPPENED. I think this is very rare. (And yes, I know all about "But he was playing WoW so it totally doesn't count." Most guys would have tried to cop a feel no matter what. I'm just that hot and sexy.) He ended up staying until I left to go to karaoke with JPanda and crew. FOAF and I are supposed to head down the road to the friend's house, but FOAF is still feeling anti social a bit and I need a damn nap. I took one last night while The Wizard of Oz was on. I vaguely remember the Tin Man and then nothing until the Witch got melted.

Karaoke was last night. I SAID I wasn't going to drink anything and then ended up with two very yummy shots, and amaretto sour and some fucked up whisky drink that I left on the table because damn. That shit was strong and gross. I also let JPanda pick out what I was singing and ended up with Britney Spears' Toxic. Which prompted some guy behind our table to proclaim that damn, he would drink my urine. OMG, gross. I think that must have been the same guy who later threw a wadded up napkin at us. Mature, real mature. I did get hit on my some guy named Giovanni, a short guy who was trying to use The Pick Up Artist's tips. I am hip to that though and didn't let him isolate me. (What? That show is awesome. I learn so much. I think more guys should watch it.) Anyway, I apparently didn't suck so bad, despite having laughed until I was practically crying right before that. See, I had dropped my chicken strip and it rolled somewhere. Found out it was under someone's chair. And she said it looked like a chicken turd. And that they were going to throw it at me while I was on stage. You know what? This doesn't sound funny at all. Sorry, you're invited next time! And I'm pretty sure there are now pictures and a video of Panda and me dancing while JPanda did Beat It. We were crazy!

FOAF and I also saw Repo! The Genetic Opera on Tuesday. I think I'm glad I didn't have any expectations going into it. Because I laughed all the way through it. FOAF looks over and goes "Wow, you laugh at really wrong stuff" or something like that. I don't know, I was probably laughing at the guy getting his spine repossessed without anesthesia. I'm not one for gory films, but this one HAD to be tongue-in-cheek because it was hilarious. The gore was splashy and great. And the storyline was weak, but decent. The singing was over the top theatrical. Anthony Head (why did he drop the Stewart?) is awesome, as always. I loved that Buffy episode where he sang. He's got a great voice. I'll always love him from those coffee commercials from BEFORE he did Buffy. Not surprisingly, Paris Hilton was weak, but she was barely in it, so HA! I loved the part where she looked like Darth Maul. Fucking great. Anyway, if you get a chance to see this movie and need a laugh and don't have a weak stomach, go see this. Otherwise, look for it on DVD when it comes out. It's not widely released so you may have a problem finding it in theatres, but try. If you see it and absolutely hate it and think I'm out of my mind, well, yes, I AM, but you can complain and I'll make it up to you.

The friend is jealous that FOAF is spending time with me and talking to me. The friend that set us up (Z? for lack of a better alias) keeps asking questions that are none of his business. And I tell him that and I know he's joking about it for the most part, but still, gossip much? And then he calls ME because when he called FOAF he didn't answer and knows we're together and then is all "Is he mad at me?" WTD? (What the deuce? Because I've gotta quit using the "F" word. So I'm replacing it with "deuce.") Do NOT put me in the middle of this. And get out of the middle of whatever may or may not be occurring with me and FOAF, k?

And JPanda and Panda both thought that other guy from before was gay. So now we're back to that. And we're leaving it at that. There's been no contact. And I'm okay with that.

Now that I've left work and committed myself to going down the road, I suppose I should. Z tried to put me in the middle again and I'm just not having it. Hopefully some driving with music will clear my head. I'm feeling a bit anti-social myself today.

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Lump said...

oooh goodness. I can't do karaoke. and it's ok if you feel anti-social sometimes. hang in there, lady!

gingela5 said...

Love that you did karaoke to Toxic! haha Good luck with all that's happening with FOAF. Hopefully everything will work out!