Ow. Wow. I'm not sure what reaction or emotion I should be typing here.
I think that's the first time in a long time I've gone out (well, that too) where I didn't even go on a dancefloor, or even in any of the main rooms for most of the night! I went clubbing, but didn't even hear much music haha! Reason being was I met up with my friend there, and we spent the whole night in the smokers area. It was the first place I looked when I arrived, and of course, there she was! :)
I was introduced to her friend, who wasn't what I expected from the little I knew about him, but still, by the end of the night, great guy.
When I first got there (sidebar: I do apologise - pretty sure I'm still drunk even the next day writing this haha), my old housemate spotted me! I haven't seen him in ages! Later on in the smokers area, someone came up behind me and covered my eyes. He was like, 'Guess who?' and also said something else vague as a guess to whom it was - my reaction being, 'honey, that could be anyone, not helping!' He uncovered my eyes and popped around so I could see him, and it was who I thought it was! Both still look amazing. I really do miss living with those boys :) It's such a different house here now compared to what it used to be!
So we pretty much had a table outside to ourselves for the entire night, chatting away about random stuff. I was sufficiently drunk after not long at all, and the drinks kept coming haha. My drink of choice for the night was a mix of Vodka lemon-lime and bitters during happy hour, moving onto Smirnoff blacks afterwards. Needless to say... yeah. The conversations we had were awesome, at least to me. I, of course however, was concerned about what she thought of me drunk, as she's never seen me like that before. She told me a few stories about guys she's been with and the crazy situations that she's been in with some of them, and I was literally laughing my arse off!
Of course, my night turned a little interesting when this drag queen first asked me, "Still like my legs?" (in reference to me saying she had great legs when I went there on members night earlier in the month) and I knew who she was after that question. Or, at least I think I do. I can never tell who drag queens are when they are in drag, obviously unless I know them well or have seen them, but since I've only ever seen her in drag (like now), I was having the following conversation with her.
Now this coud be a bit stetchy/all over the place, but I'll try to remember the gist.
Somehow she got onto saying something like, "Oh I've heard a lot about you - not all good." and because I'm used to shit like this spreading within the scene when I'm hardly even in it, I got her to sit down and tell me what she "knew" about me.
"Do you remember about four years ago... a guy named D ....?" she asked.
I seriously had to rack my brain. Nothing was coming to me. Who the fuck was D and how am I meant to remember four years ago!? She then asked, "Do you know T?"
Yes, I knew him!
"Yes, I know T, but I don't think I remember the first guy," I told her.
She then got out her phone and went through it, looking for his facebook or profile or something to show me. After a while she announces that he must have changed his name. I was like, "Well, seems like it, cos I don't remember anyone named that!"
Anyway, because I couldn't recall Mr-four-years-ago, she proceeded to tell me all about T.
Now, I wasn't concerned, because he's is not my type and we have never hooked up. All communication between us was friendly from my end, and flirtacious from his.
She tells me that they were engaged for two years, but had broken up two weeks ago. *cue my jaw hitting the floor*. She showed me the very-impressive engagement ring on her wedding finger. "I still wear it," she announced, proudly smiling.
Wow this shit was serious! I knew T had a long-term partner, but I never knew they were engaged. I also didn't know T's fiance was a drag queen haha!
She was beautiful though, throughout telling me her story. She wasn't bitchy, wasn't catty, looked amazing and very good at her profession, I'll give her that. She proceeded to tell me what concerned her.
"I went through his phone, and found all these messages between you and him."
I still wasn't worried haha. T wasn't someone I would have flirted back with, at least not to the stage he did with me. T and I even caught up a few times back in the day, but even that woud've been nearly two years ago, so I'm assuming shortly after she and him got engaged to one another. We never hooked up though. I know T wanted to, but I just wasn't interested. In fact, I'm pretty sure that this 'room-mate' he used to talk to me about may have actually been her at the time, and maybe that gave off the impression to me that he was single, but then later on he used to talk about his new boyfriend all the time, so I have no idea where the tangents cross over in the storyline, nor do I really care. I still found the story fascinating though. All her problem with me was were the messages. I don't remember if I sent him a pic. He doesn't seem like someone I would send that to, but maybe I did, meh who cares, right? I don't even remember if he sent me any.
But this D guy? I didn't even get any details - had I hooked up with this guy? I didn't even have a picture to put the name to. I can't think back four years. Was it the same situation? Was it just innocent flirting?
She then said she had to get ready to perform, but that it was lovely to talk to me. She said she knew I was a friendly person, but I still feel like the 'not always good' part of what she knew about me wasn't fully explained to me. Oh well, another day another time I suppose. People can think what they wanna think.
I met another friend of my friend - and it turns out he is best friends with someone whom I hooked up with from Fluffy a few years ago....who's house I snuck out of in the middle of the night....yeah. So cue him sitting at our table and joining in our group LOL! Normally a completely awkward situation, but because I'd had well over a few too many to drink, I didn't mind at all!
In fact, being the youngest person at that table was strange and kinda cool for me. They were all early 30's. I'm 29. I remember asking at one point, "Is it true that you just stop giving a fuck after 30?"
We had a good conversation about that for a while, and it was cool to get to know M a bit, Hilarious.
I was being bought drinks, and then it was my shout. I limited myself to not spending over $100 last night. I think I went though maybe about $70? That was with giving people money and not getting change back etc. I didn't really care. How often do I get to go out and let loose? Never right!?
Sorry, this entry is written weird. I'm just trying to cram in what I know from last night. The good thing about me drinking is that I remember everything. I made them laugh by asking my girlfriend what a vagina felt like, quite loudly. Apparently I talk a lot when I'm drunk, which is exactly what I was conscious of (Being too annoying) but she said she was glad I was having fun. I assume that was code for, 'yes, you're annoying as fuck, but you're bearable' :P
I still can't believe I didn't even go into Crystals. Oh dear god, I just remembered a guy took a photo of us because he got out his phone and I was like, 'Oh you're the photo guy!' cos his facebook is all partying photos with random people. I can just imagine now how rat-shit I'm going to look in that photo next to a guy with perfect hair LOL! Oh Christ help me. C took the photo and I think I saw a glimpse of it. J was like, 'Don't worry, I'll edit it.' haha.
I ended up leaving after I realised it was almost 4:30am haha. I'd finished work at 10pm so to have 6 hours of conversation and alcohol is amazing for me. I hugged my friends goodbye. I somehow even remembered to grab my workbag from the cloakroom, and I somehow made my way home, via a Red Rooster stop-off. Greasy food was SO good right now.
So yeah, anything fitness completely went out the window last night! Oh well, you only live once right?
I got home and just made it to the bathroom before throwing up. It was only a little bit though, maybe three times haha. I'm surprised I didn't throw up more, so I'm glad I stopped drinking when I did. I guess even now I know what my limit is. I reach a stage where I just can't drink anymore, and I had to refuse further drinks.
I drank heaps of water and slept with the water bottle and a bucket near my bed.
I didn't need them though. I woke up with a bit of a sore head, but it's pretty manageable.
I'm glad I ran into some of the boys last night, and I'm thankful to my friend for inviting me out. She's now met drunk-Matt. I've met drunk-her a few times, so I'm wondering what her reaction was to the table's being turned.
I definitely can't say that was a bad night.
Until next time. I have no idea how I'm meant to do assignment today. Maybe a bit later on :)
edit: Oh dear, the photo just showed up. Excuse me while I go dowse myself in petrol :)
Hilarious!
I think that's the first time in a long time I've gone out (well, that too) where I didn't even go on a dancefloor, or even in any of the main rooms for most of the night! I went clubbing, but didn't even hear much music haha! Reason being was I met up with my friend there, and we spent the whole night in the smokers area. It was the first place I looked when I arrived, and of course, there she was! :)
I was introduced to her friend, who wasn't what I expected from the little I knew about him, but still, by the end of the night, great guy.
When I first got there (sidebar: I do apologise - pretty sure I'm still drunk even the next day writing this haha), my old housemate spotted me! I haven't seen him in ages! Later on in the smokers area, someone came up behind me and covered my eyes. He was like, 'Guess who?' and also said something else vague as a guess to whom it was - my reaction being, 'honey, that could be anyone, not helping!' He uncovered my eyes and popped around so I could see him, and it was who I thought it was! Both still look amazing. I really do miss living with those boys :) It's such a different house here now compared to what it used to be!
So we pretty much had a table outside to ourselves for the entire night, chatting away about random stuff. I was sufficiently drunk after not long at all, and the drinks kept coming haha. My drink of choice for the night was a mix of Vodka lemon-lime and bitters during happy hour, moving onto Smirnoff blacks afterwards. Needless to say... yeah. The conversations we had were awesome, at least to me. I, of course however, was concerned about what she thought of me drunk, as she's never seen me like that before. She told me a few stories about guys she's been with and the crazy situations that she's been in with some of them, and I was literally laughing my arse off!
Of course, my night turned a little interesting when this drag queen first asked me, "Still like my legs?" (in reference to me saying she had great legs when I went there on members night earlier in the month) and I knew who she was after that question. Or, at least I think I do. I can never tell who drag queens are when they are in drag, obviously unless I know them well or have seen them, but since I've only ever seen her in drag (like now), I was having the following conversation with her.
Now this coud be a bit stetchy/all over the place, but I'll try to remember the gist.
Somehow she got onto saying something like, "Oh I've heard a lot about you - not all good." and because I'm used to shit like this spreading within the scene when I'm hardly even in it, I got her to sit down and tell me what she "knew" about me.
"Do you remember about four years ago... a guy named D ....?" she asked.
I seriously had to rack my brain. Nothing was coming to me. Who the fuck was D and how am I meant to remember four years ago!? She then asked, "Do you know T?"
Yes, I knew him!
"Yes, I know T, but I don't think I remember the first guy," I told her.
She then got out her phone and went through it, looking for his facebook or profile or something to show me. After a while she announces that he must have changed his name. I was like, "Well, seems like it, cos I don't remember anyone named that!"
Anyway, because I couldn't recall Mr-four-years-ago, she proceeded to tell me all about T.
Now, I wasn't concerned, because he's is not my type and we have never hooked up. All communication between us was friendly from my end, and flirtacious from his.
She tells me that they were engaged for two years, but had broken up two weeks ago. *cue my jaw hitting the floor*. She showed me the very-impressive engagement ring on her wedding finger. "I still wear it," she announced, proudly smiling.
Wow this shit was serious! I knew T had a long-term partner, but I never knew they were engaged. I also didn't know T's fiance was a drag queen haha!
She was beautiful though, throughout telling me her story. She wasn't bitchy, wasn't catty, looked amazing and very good at her profession, I'll give her that. She proceeded to tell me what concerned her.
"I went through his phone, and found all these messages between you and him."
I still wasn't worried haha. T wasn't someone I would have flirted back with, at least not to the stage he did with me. T and I even caught up a few times back in the day, but even that woud've been nearly two years ago, so I'm assuming shortly after she and him got engaged to one another. We never hooked up though. I know T wanted to, but I just wasn't interested. In fact, I'm pretty sure that this 'room-mate' he used to talk to me about may have actually been her at the time, and maybe that gave off the impression to me that he was single, but then later on he used to talk about his new boyfriend all the time, so I have no idea where the tangents cross over in the storyline, nor do I really care. I still found the story fascinating though. All her problem with me was were the messages. I don't remember if I sent him a pic. He doesn't seem like someone I would send that to, but maybe I did, meh who cares, right? I don't even remember if he sent me any.
But this D guy? I didn't even get any details - had I hooked up with this guy? I didn't even have a picture to put the name to. I can't think back four years. Was it the same situation? Was it just innocent flirting?
She then said she had to get ready to perform, but that it was lovely to talk to me. She said she knew I was a friendly person, but I still feel like the 'not always good' part of what she knew about me wasn't fully explained to me. Oh well, another day another time I suppose. People can think what they wanna think.
I met another friend of my friend - and it turns out he is best friends with someone whom I hooked up with from Fluffy a few years ago....who's house I snuck out of in the middle of the night....yeah. So cue him sitting at our table and joining in our group LOL! Normally a completely awkward situation, but because I'd had well over a few too many to drink, I didn't mind at all!
In fact, being the youngest person at that table was strange and kinda cool for me. They were all early 30's. I'm 29. I remember asking at one point, "Is it true that you just stop giving a fuck after 30?"
We had a good conversation about that for a while, and it was cool to get to know M a bit, Hilarious.
I was being bought drinks, and then it was my shout. I limited myself to not spending over $100 last night. I think I went though maybe about $70? That was with giving people money and not getting change back etc. I didn't really care. How often do I get to go out and let loose? Never right!?
Sorry, this entry is written weird. I'm just trying to cram in what I know from last night. The good thing about me drinking is that I remember everything. I made them laugh by asking my girlfriend what a vagina felt like, quite loudly. Apparently I talk a lot when I'm drunk, which is exactly what I was conscious of (Being too annoying) but she said she was glad I was having fun. I assume that was code for, 'yes, you're annoying as fuck, but you're bearable' :P
I still can't believe I didn't even go into Crystals. Oh dear god, I just remembered a guy took a photo of us because he got out his phone and I was like, 'Oh you're the photo guy!' cos his facebook is all partying photos with random people. I can just imagine now how rat-shit I'm going to look in that photo next to a guy with perfect hair LOL! Oh Christ help me. C took the photo and I think I saw a glimpse of it. J was like, 'Don't worry, I'll edit it.' haha.
I ended up leaving after I realised it was almost 4:30am haha. I'd finished work at 10pm so to have 6 hours of conversation and alcohol is amazing for me. I hugged my friends goodbye. I somehow even remembered to grab my workbag from the cloakroom, and I somehow made my way home, via a Red Rooster stop-off. Greasy food was SO good right now.
So yeah, anything fitness completely went out the window last night! Oh well, you only live once right?
I got home and just made it to the bathroom before throwing up. It was only a little bit though, maybe three times haha. I'm surprised I didn't throw up more, so I'm glad I stopped drinking when I did. I guess even now I know what my limit is. I reach a stage where I just can't drink anymore, and I had to refuse further drinks.
I drank heaps of water and slept with the water bottle and a bucket near my bed.
I didn't need them though. I woke up with a bit of a sore head, but it's pretty manageable.
I'm glad I ran into some of the boys last night, and I'm thankful to my friend for inviting me out. She's now met drunk-Matt. I've met drunk-her a few times, so I'm wondering what her reaction was to the table's being turned.
I definitely can't say that was a bad night.
Until next time. I have no idea how I'm meant to do assignment today. Maybe a bit later on :)
edit: Oh dear, the photo just showed up. Excuse me while I go dowse myself in petrol :)
Hilarious!
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