Uhh. I guess I should have had an idea as to what I am going to write about before I just dive right in.
My weekend?
Oooh. Hold on...I wrote about how my Friday went to my pet in an email. I'll just pop over to my "sent items" in my outlook and copy the sucker...BRB.
Okay here was my Friday as written to my pet Saturday morning:
"Last night I was supposed to go out with some people from work for happy hour drinks, but I backed out. I just couldn't muster the energy to schmooze with a bunch of people I barely know, and besides, I don't drink. I'd just be standing there like an asshead with my perrier and lime. No way I was doing that.
Whether I was going to happy hour or not, I was going to make my way to Rachel's store up at 23rd and Walnut. So what if I just headed up that way a little earlier? Right? Right. I got to the store, sat down and goofed off while everyone around me was working. The folks there are used to seeing me and for the most part, I'm friends with them. We always have a good time. Especially me and my friend Gus. Gus, or Gustavo, is 100% gay. Very cool guy.
Loves to grab my breasts.
He thinks they're 'neat', but what's funny is that he treats them like a science project - he just wants to feel the consistency and poke them for bounce factor. We almost have a relationship like Karen and Jack on Will & Grace. We get along like two goofy children who aren't even thinking of each other in 'that way' but decide to explore each other's 'stuff'. So Gus and I were goofing off and he's giving me one of those almost-pick-you-off-your-feet-hugs and digs his nose into my neck. "Mmmmm, Baby you smell yummie." I tell him I always smell yummie and we giggle some more. I was wearing my black, fine knit, short sleeve, cowel neck top and, you know, a little skin shows. So. I turn around to talk to Rachel and Gus decides to tickle my neck and back with his fingernail...gay man giving me shivers. All I could think of is 'Where is my straight man who gives me shivers and is playful with me, like my Gus?' Oh well, moving right along.
Rachel turns to me and says we are picking up her couch. Cool.
Last Saturday, we went over to a closeout re-sale store. They buy their invwentory from other businesse who don't want it anymore and mark down the prices. I fell in love with at least 5 couch sets and paintings, and armiors and persian rugs. *sigh* But we found a funky plum colored couch with a high back and high arms - VERY cool and very much Rachel's style.
The entire game plan of the night:
Pick up the couch in her boss' SUV
At the same time Rachel's friends from out yonder, Eric and Kinsey, arrive at her new house
We transport couch to house where Eric and Kinsey will help unload
The 4 of us get freshened up for our other friend Jeff's party
Go to party around 9 leave at 10
Find the REAL party at any local bar that sounds/looks bumpin'
Like to know what REALLY happened?? Thought so.
We get to the furniture place. It's called The Dump. We arrive at The Dump and get in a drive through lane to pick up The Couch. Yea. The wait maybe took... 10 mins. No biggie. We get the wave from one of the loading guys and pull up to bay #5. They get the couch and try to cram in into the back door of the Toyota Suv. No frggin way. It would never fit, even if we were to cut the friggin legs off. Jolly
But there's a roof rack, as Rachel so wittingly pointed out. But the bars that run across are locked in place. whoopee. The fellahs that work at the Dump eventually find pliers and are able to situate the roof rack. The huge couch is then hoisted on top of the already huge SUV, and we proceed to strap the beast-couch to the roof. It was FUN! Serious. The fellah John who was helping us strap it in was wonderful and VERY thorough. The sucker wasn't going to budge. By this time it is 8pm. No big deal. So far, so good. Then we get a series of phone calls. Eric and Kinsey are no where NEAR leaving; they live over an hour and a half away. We decide to go over to Rachel mom's house because she is really close to The Dump, we were hungry and Eric and Kinsey weren't anywhere in sight to help unload the couch, anyway. Fine
Then the boy Rachel has a crush on calls her. He decideshe was going to call us in an hour so he can meet up with us. Cool.
Yeah, right.
We're at Rachel mom's house and the boy doesn't call. Neither does Eric or Kinsey.
We decide to take the couch to the house and do it ourselves.
So we drive about 45 mins to Rachel's place at 50 mph with the hazards on. Huge friggin couch still strapped securely on the roof. But this time Rachel is a little quiet. This boy let her down. I hate that. Rachel is smart and gorgeous and does NOT deserve it. I hate being left with my dick in my hands (so to speak). There is nothing else that can drive me more insane.
We get to Rachel's place and we go inside to freshen up for when Eric and Kinsey get here. We decide to do the couch later so we can go unwind.
Eric and Kinsey are about an hour and a half away. Okay...
Let's do the couch now!
...The fucker DOES NOT FIT, and Rachel is about to go into a raging freak out.
There is NO possible way to turn this thing where it can get through Rachel's door. ANY of her doors...not even her windows. We checked them too.
We take the fucker BACK to her mom's house.
Rachel and I take the fucker off the roof and put it in the garage.
We get back to her house at 11:45pm and Eric and Kinsey just arrived. They get the tour and we move the party over to the Manayunk Diner - they have a full bar. We get food and tell hilarious stories. After we have been there for over 2 hours, we notice we never got the check. We start looking around for the waitress, maybe 10 mins later she appears and finally delivers our bill. NOT 10 seconds LATER the guy at the register, stops by and asks if we could move over to a different table. I very dryly reply, "Babe, we just now got the check and are ready to leave. How does that sound? *condescending smirk and wink*" He's says that fine and sorry. I just look at him. He walks away.
We go to pay up front and he mentions he didn't mean to kick us out and that he was very sorry and didn't mean to offend.
"Oh, I'm not mad at you, I always sound like that."
He chuckled and said people always acuse him of being a cocky bastard too, "Not that you're a cocky bastard, I'm just saying...I'm sorry."
LOL
He called me a COCKY BASTARD!!! It. WAS. GREAT.
I thanked him for the compliment.
I wish you were there to see it."
Wasn't that fun??
Saturday?
Saturday was eh, okay. I went to work, made my way to Manayunk via the SLOWEST FRIGGIN BUS ON THE PLANET! I get to Rachel's place, grab a snack and watch Master and Commander, The Other Side of the World starring Russel Crowe. Mmmmm he is so choice. The movie was REALLY much better than I thought it would be. I really liked it. Rachel calls me to tell me that we are going to meet up with her new guy pal and go see a movie.
What movie do we see??
Open Water - you know, that shark movie.
IT
WAS
AWFUL
Just awful. After coming out of the movie, we were completely brain dead. The movie had sucked our will to live.
Don't go see it.
On an up side, when we enetered the movie, nobody ripped our movie tickets. There were so many people coming out of the theatre, we were able to walk right in. I went to the customer service desk to get my money back. I told them that I bought my friend a ticket but they never showed up. I said that they were supposed to call me when they got to the theatre and I would meet them out front with their ticket.
I was refunded my full nine bucks.
*sigh*
Should I feel bad for lying or was it the least Lion Gate Films could do, considering the time I spent watching their piece of shit film. I will never get those minutes back - minutes off of my life. (That was dramatic...)
Yeah. I did the right thing, getting my money back.
Yeah.
1:51 PM - Monday, Aug. 16, 2004
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