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| 2006-11-13 – 3:43 p.m. |
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Friday night was a friend's b-day, where we commandeered the back half of a bar and lounged on their big couches. I had a moment where I couldn’t help but go Al Bundy, which brought smiles to those around. The b-day girl, however, took the comedy cake with her miracle chicken cutlets -- va-va-va-voom, you’re now a 32B! I skipped outta there early to head to bed, as the next morning had me up early. Since one girl friend is leaving Chicago for balmier breezes, she’s checking off her Chicago-related to-do list. Saturday was tea at the Drake. After $35 in mini sandwiches, cookies, and tea from our very own little tea pots, we decided that a drink was in order. Both the Hyatt and some restaurant around the corner was too crowded, so I bailed and went to work to finish up a project if I was going to take off sick on Monday. *cough* Work schmerk. I got it all done, sent in status reports, and shot off directions and to-do lists to everyone else out there. Lo and behold, I didn’t feel like playing hooky today, and everyone else called in sick. So I’m all ahead on my week, covering for all, and still writing blog. That evening I started off having dinner with a fav girl and ended it at a bar with her and a fav boy. I was hardcore to the max and sipped water all night. I’m not usually the one screaming about “cockless whores,” but being around drunk people while 100% sober threw me a bit off. Since I know good and well that I’ve been a sloppy drunk at least a few times in my 27 years, I let most drunken behavior slide. No one grabbed my boob, so all was cool. Happy birthday to the birthday boy! I hope someone made $500 off the side bets made. The next morning I was up and at ‘em before the sun fully came up. I made a phone call to someone who drunk dialed me at 2 a.m. on Friday, hoping to at least wake his ass up a little at 5:30. You ruin my sleep, I’ll ruin yours... After two weeks of not feeling so hot, I made a quick run to the doc. All is in the good, and I was given directives to not have sex or exercise for another two weeks. The first I can do standing on my head, but the second is starting to get to me. Ugh. Seriously, I know I’ve put on weight lately. My clothes aren’t fitting right, and I have this general sense of squishiness. Granted, it’s not so much that I didn’t pull of the Britney costume beautifully, but it’s got me feeling rather glum instead of my usual glam. Alas, when I start kicking things at Crunch, maybe it’ll give me a good boost since I’ll actually see my results. How’s that for forward thinking?! Speaking of forward thinking, I’ve started a to-do list for the business I’m launching at the start of the New Year. I have the domain names narrowed, am researching Internet/phone options for my home office, and will be dorking with a web presence in the near future. The good ol’ folks over at Juxtapose Inc. will be getting my web hosting business yet again. I love when I can support small businesses that provide both good customer and business services. Okay, I’m off to a CPR/first aid class where I’ll get to pretend to make out with a plastic man. [insert your vibrator joke here] Ooh la la!
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Bye-bye-bye Friend (boo), Boys (so long), and 2006 (yay) - 2006-12-05
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