Argh. Shredded again. Two nights in a row of going to bed past 2am. Wed. was karaoke, where I got really smashed via pre-funk, and then sang "Take on me" and "Once Bitten Twice Shy." Yeah that's right, I was all "ROCK OUT WITH YOUR COCK OUT" for once. I dunno, it's an 80s song. OK it's a cover but the cover was done in the late 80s so there.
At work yesterday, someone brought in two boxes of fresh cookies from the bakery. My god they were so good I ate like five of them. Oh yes.
Last night I was all ticked off because Steve dissed me for Pho yet again. I was also asleep when he got home (naps=god) and he woke me up playing loud music. So those two things are why I had a sitcom moment and threw a bottle at him. It was a small empty Gatorade bottle, and I nearly missed him, but he said it hurt. Oh well.
We then burned CDs to kill time, then picked up Sharron at the aeroport. Then headed to Aristocrats where it was 2-Step and Garage. or GAY RAJ as I like to call it. All I had for dinner was a sammich so I got a little tipsy fast. Saw endquote there, and tried to not puke as Steve's sister talked about how in love she was. Not that she was being all gushy about it, she seemed more surprised than anything. Nothing like the zeal of a new convert, I guess. Whereas I who have been falling in love since 16 am a little jaded about it. But I think she was almost as matter-of-fact about it as I would have been.
Then we went to Contour where we just missed Fritz (getting there as we were leaving) b/c I was hungry and wanted fishnets. Er stockings. Unfortunately the porno store didn't have anything in my size besides thigh-highs. (say that five times fast i dare ya.) Got them anyway, and looked at the floggers and stuff. Left before anyone else bought anything else though.
Boudoir at Contour tonight. Lots of people hopefully buying Sharron shots. I will finally be wearing the boots, hot pants, fishnets and corset, so hopefully people will buy me drinks as well.