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Sep. 23rd, 2006 11:24 amLast night I went to a Bar. Like I real, college/twenties-type bar with LOUD music and scantily clad women and drunk Frat boys and the like. The kind of place I used to go in college, but with better seating. I was easily on the 'older' half of the age spectrum. It was the kind of bar where people danced not a club, though) and bodies were smooshed and occasionally you'd duck outside for a quick shot of sweet clean air (I still can't get used to smoking in bars in Chicago. How weird is that?) before throwing yourself back into the crush.
This is the kind of bar I used to go to with Stupid Ex. Often. And I hated it after a while. It was loud and crushing and I would rather be in bed and I was bored.
Last night I had a blast.
Oh My GOD it was so much fun because there was no pressure to be fun. And I knew I could leave whenever I wanted to. I had four (4) vodka cranberries and a shot of something that may have involved blueberry schnapps. I don't know. I flirted with so many men. I might have a wee little crush on my brother's 23-year-old roommate. He told me I was by far the most beautiful woman in the bar. *preens*
I went out for a friend's birthday. I danced with people. At one point it was my my sister and my brother, all there because of this party. I was at a bar getting drunk with my siblings. I know it wasn't the first time, but it was really nice. And FUN.
And I have gone on far too long, but I'm glad I went.
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In other news, I am getting paid to do stuff that I like. Fer reals.The people are nice and my boss had absolute *GLEE* when I mentioned how much I liked appraising stones and stuff. He said something to the effect of: I always dreamed of having a real GG on staff. Someone who liked doing this stuff.
OH MY GOD!!!
I have only been there a week. And I don't want to get my hopes up because maybe week two is the week that everyone becomes insane and evil. But when the clients and vendors and all call they don't talk about how nice the stuff is, when they find out I'm new (well, they do, but after) they talk about how wonderful the people are.
Yay!
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I hav no plans today. I might go grocery shopping, or maybe for a walk, later. I am going to continue to eat greasy food and mainline coffee now. I'm a jot hung over. Good, painful times. Though I caught a rockin' episode of Hannah Montana this morning. What happened to cartoons?
My sister called this morning. She and my mom are doing wedding stuff. She told me how happy she was that I had come to embrace alcohol recently. I mentioned that I had had more to drink since I've moved back to chicago that I have since, like, college. She had no idea why that would be . . .
xoxo and a lovely Saturday to you all!
This is the kind of bar I used to go to with Stupid Ex. Often. And I hated it after a while. It was loud and crushing and I would rather be in bed and I was bored.
Last night I had a blast.
Oh My GOD it was so much fun because there was no pressure to be fun. And I knew I could leave whenever I wanted to. I had four (4) vodka cranberries and a shot of something that may have involved blueberry schnapps. I don't know. I flirted with so many men. I might have a wee little crush on my brother's 23-year-old roommate. He told me I was by far the most beautiful woman in the bar. *preens*
I went out for a friend's birthday. I danced with people. At one point it was my my sister and my brother, all there because of this party. I was at a bar getting drunk with my siblings. I know it wasn't the first time, but it was really nice. And FUN.
And I have gone on far too long, but I'm glad I went.
*
In other news, I am getting paid to do stuff that I like. Fer reals.The people are nice and my boss had absolute *GLEE* when I mentioned how much I liked appraising stones and stuff. He said something to the effect of: I always dreamed of having a real GG on staff. Someone who liked doing this stuff.
OH MY GOD!!!
I have only been there a week. And I don't want to get my hopes up because maybe week two is the week that everyone becomes insane and evil. But when the clients and vendors and all call they don't talk about how nice the stuff is, when they find out I'm new (well, they do, but after) they talk about how wonderful the people are.
Yay!
*
I hav no plans today. I might go grocery shopping, or maybe for a walk, later. I am going to continue to eat greasy food and mainline coffee now. I'm a jot hung over. Good, painful times. Though I caught a rockin' episode of Hannah Montana this morning. What happened to cartoons?
My sister called this morning. She and my mom are doing wedding stuff. She told me how happy she was that I had come to embrace alcohol recently. I mentioned that I had had more to drink since I've moved back to chicago that I have since, like, college. She had no idea why that would be . . .
xoxo and a lovely Saturday to you all!
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Date: 2006-09-23 05:28 pm (UTC)Of course, also great is the fact that you're loving your job. I hope it continues to go as well as it has been, and it's nice to know that you're off to a great start!
So it seems that life can in fact continue outside of NYC, huh? Good to know;)
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Date: 2006-09-23 06:53 pm (UTC)Right? Whoda thunk? Quite a relief, I'll tell you!
I hope my job goes well, too. It's promising that I am off to a good start, definitely. And that I know I'll have stuff to do on Monday. WooHoo!
*I* am looking forward to hearing about your classes. *nods*
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Date: 2006-09-23 06:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-23 06:54 pm (UTC)Thank you! I am so happy! =)
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Date: 2006-09-23 06:12 pm (UTC)And I'm glad work seems to be going so well. It sounds like a great place to work. Yay!
I love your weekend updates. They're almost always filled with joy.
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Date: 2006-09-23 06:59 pm (UTC)I think maybe it is a great place to work. Or will be once I figure out the antiquated unix-type invoicing program they use. It makes ringing up sales an adventure, I'll tell you.
I have weekend joy. Especially today with good hangover helper food and coffee and I'm still in my jams and I was going to go for a bike ride or walk but it's pouring which I can only assume is Mother Nature's way of saying that I MUST slob out today. And who am I to ignore MN? =D
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Date: 2006-09-23 07:20 pm (UTC):)
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Date: 2006-09-23 08:17 pm (UTC)But this might be nice. And I am thrilled. Giddy, even. Thank you so much!
=)
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Date: 2006-09-23 07:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-23 08:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-05 09:12 pm (UTC)I've been meaning to ask you for your expertise -- we're going to need to replace a diamond in my wedding ring (the itty bitty diamond chip that 19-year-old Jer bought for me 16 years ago went bye-bye, and we don't know where; the hubby thinks maybe it's time for an upgrade, and who am I to argue?). Any advice? It'll go into the center of a setting which was handmade using 3 pairs of diamond earrings his mother and I pooled together. I doubt any of those diamonds are of any spectacular quality or clarity, but I didn't even know about matchiness back then.
About the only thing I know is, it shouldn't be too big -- not like that would happen -- and a round is the best bet.
I'd appreciate any input that you might have, even if it's just to take it to a dang store and hope for the best. :)