A Hot Girl or Getting Up Early Doesn't Agree With Me
So last night I went to a "drinking party" at some girl who I don't know's house with Andrew and Ryan. In attendance, there were some of Andrew's friends that I sort of knew and a really hot girl. She was super gorgeous and apparently single. She also did not participate in any games or conversations. In fact her and her moderately appealing friend avoided the group at all costs, sitting on the outskirts and shooting dirty looks at almost everyone, especially Andrew's drunk friend Brian. I can understand that part, because he was saying bizarre things and generally being an idiot... It would have been nice to actually hear this girl speak to know if she was intelligent, annoying, or whatnot. After she left, all the guys were commenting on just this fact which gave drunken Brian the bright idea to phone her. (this was about an hour after she had left.. approximately 2am) He apparently woke her up which made her mad. Not that I blame her... The highlight of the "drinking party" was the "box-head" rule for the drinking game. Who ever draws the ace has to put a beer bottle box on their head. For some reason this becomes incredibly funny when it's late and you've had a few. Stobes got pictures of all the victims, which he plans to post on his site soon.
Not getting home until 3:00 ish means that I was in bed late. I don't like being woken up early by my parents asking if I could sign an anniversary card for my brother and if I wanted to come to breakfast... I can be a little grumpy and ornery if woken up by someone else... I need to get up on my own. The past couple of weeks of having to work weekends at 7am has sucked too because I've been stuck in the mode of sleeping in till noon-ish and going to bed around 3am. My body doesn't want to fall asleep before then, which has given my about 3 hours of sleep before each shift. This would be ok if the work load wasn't insane...
On the plus side, I received an email from Jane a couple of days ago. Never having discussed her on here before, readers (the few there are) wouldn't know the story around her. It's not too long so I'll mention it now. She was a girl who Dave's ex Carrie wanted to set me up with. Apparently I was "totally her type." Everytime there was a planned meeting, something would come up and one of us wouldn't be able to make it. When Carrie and Dave broke up, I sort of forgot about the whole thing. Once I started taking some film classes at the U of M, I would see her around every so often, but she didn't really know who I was and vice versa. When Dave and I attended Oktoberfest last year, we bumped into her. She secretly told Dave that she thought I was cute, but I didn't find that out 'till later. When I did though, I actually approached her in class and started up a conversation. It turned out that she was pretty cool, being a film nut and a huge Dylan fan. We kept up some correspondence, both in class and through email, but every time I would ask if she wanted to hang out, while accepting, she would be super busy with plays and school. Towards the end of the school year, I wasn't able to talk to her as much because I came down with mono... I was in no condition to try to woo a girl. Then the summer came and went and I hadn't really made an effort to keep in touch... Out of the blue I sent her an email but didn't hear back. A few days ago, she sent me a reply asking if I had received her earlier email. Apparently SHE had sent me one before, asking how I was doing, etc. So the correspondence has begun again. I would like to finally get a chance to hang out with her, as she was pretty, cool, and insane (in the good way). She seems like someone who would be fun to be around. Keeping up my hopes has always been a recipe for them to be dashed, so I will avoid getting any excitement brewing.
2 Comments:
I'm with you. I only have one real pet peeve in life. That is getting woken up before I'm ready to get up of my own volition. That's why work sucks. You HAVE to get up, but I'm never read to actually do it when the alarm goes off.
Good luck with the girl dude. See if she has any cute friends. And let me know if you want to go to the football game this weekend or not. Laters
-Stobes
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