And then, after writing the long bios that I'm sure no one will read, I thought about sticking a little trivia section in there. But then I'd have to think of good trivia pieces that summarizes them in maybe just five items. We'll see. I'm gonna try to finish the bios first.
I wish I could just take my laptop to work.
How was everyone's New Year? I stopped at my (hot) neighbors house first for a drink, hoping that his friend that I've been sniffing around for awhile was there - he wasn't. When the hot neighbor texted me later, he was flirty, which I still can't understand. We've been flirting for nearly a year, pretty straightforward stuff. He knows how I get when there's thunder and lightning (um...excited) and often jokes that he'll start leaving the door unlocked when a storm is coming. He says the next time I get in the mood to go solo, I should invite him over to watch. I've invited him over multiple times to join me in the hot tub. But it was all a giant cock-tease. Nothing ever happened. Then he got a girlfriend - who practically moved in after three months, and is there full time now after about eight months - but yet, when he texted me on New Year's he was back in flirt mode. Granted, he was drunk, but still.
When I got there (it was a little after 9), he apologized for the guy I was into not being there, but told me that this meant I was fair game for his other friend. I used to work with his other friend, he's a good guy, but I'm not interested. We played a few card games, he mixed a strong drink for me, and then I left his place a little after 10. I left purposely to make sure I could make it to Joe's before the drink hit me, and I made in in the nick of time, because I tripped over nothing as I got out of my car at his place. I texted hot neighbor to tell him so, and he was like, damn, one drink, that's all it takes? Then he wished me luck that I would 'get some,' but I told him Joe was like a brother to me, so no. He told me the other friend would be there all night, and I was just like, you really mean business with this.
You know what? I'm gonna let you see the rest of this convo for yourself
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But seriously, LOOK at those texts (names and numbers omitted). "I'll just keep trying." Keep trying what? To hook me up with his friend? To hook up with me? Send him what? Ay yi yi. This guy. He kills me. Ugh. What do I do with that?
Anyway, at Joe's...We never made it to the bar, partly because it was just too damn cold to even consider leaving (that 3° from today isn't much higher than it was the other night), but mostly because Joe made margaritas twice as strong as normal. When it comes right down to it, they're practically long island iced teas, we've been trying to come up with a new name for them for a year, I've been trying to get him to agree to Pink Knockout, because that's about as descriptive as possible. Recipe to follow, but let's just say after one, you're not moving from wherever you sit down. So we played Call of Duty, we watched the ball drop. At that point we were pretty drunk so we decided CoD was no longer an option, and we moved on to Grand Theft Auto V, just causing destruction all over San Andreas. It was around 2am when we decided to watch The Hunger Games - and Joe kept asking me questions that I couldn't answer without a spoiler alert - and then we both passed out. I woke up at one point at 7:30, still trying to figure out why. I know I slept on and off til a little after noon, then started watching TV, I don't know if he did, but he didn't join me in the living room until nearly 3.
We ate leftovers from the night before (I brought over cheese and crackers) and watched Man of Steel. We've already seen it, but we watched it in 3D this time, and then I headed home. That was my exciting night, haha. Man I'm getting old.