PAT \\\ PATRICK \\\ DANIEL \\\ PAUL
Sunday, November 27, 2005
 
I totally have the best life ever.

I met a totally awesome girl last night. I have no idea how, really. Andy and I got to the party late, we made an overly grand and somewhat drunken entrance, then parked in the corner of the room while the drunken jenga game continued. Hostess made some comment about how everyone there was a couple, except me and this girl.

!!

So I wave from across the room and introduce myself. She stares at me. She puts her head down and says nothing.



This was a BRUTAL reminder of why I am, in fact single.

At this point, Andy rated my chances of getting her number at around a bijillion to one. I agreed. We then commenced the boozing. We had a 30 pack of PBR and 4 hours to drink. We have goals!

We played the drunken jenga. We built the beeramid. Host's youngest sister ran around the house with her friend swiping Mike's. I ended up chatting with this girl and found out that she had spent a large amount of time attempting to SPELL HER NAME WITH PERIODIC SYMBOLS!!

This girl is rad as hell.

We chatted about science. I blamed her sexiness for me ending up with a Texas Shooter worth of jagermeister. And then I think I blamed her for my drinking of it. Something about I just wanted to talk to her. We got her CDs from her car. Talked about death cab. I listened to her sing. I think we held hands.

I got her number and then I kissed her.

It was totally awesome.

Then Andy and I walked home. Host had given me a harmonica for undisclosed reasons, and I played it very, very poorly all the way home. It worked out well.

But, we were late because we were hanging with the Primozic's at one of the bar things I've heard of. We told boozy stories from our youth. We caught up. We drank a bunch.

And, my uncle has a new Kidney! He's getting out of the hospital today or yesterday or tomorrow. It depends on the monitoring.

So even though I hate my bosses, and I took work related phone calls WHILE CARVING TURKEYS, I didn't sleep at all this break and I literally logged 3000 hours a day, my life is absolutely awesome. And to say otherwise, is 'Sofa-king, we-tard-ed.'
Comments:
congrats Pat, sounds like a good situation. it appears youre intent on making me stop all references to your penchant for "number-getting" and "number-releasing-into-wastecan." shortly thereafter.
 
yes, a good situation it ended up too when she never called me back on Saturday to tell me where she lived so I could go pick her up.

I found out afterwards from a mutual friend that she was on her way to a party while I sat at home alone, drinking coffee and watching cartoons.

I totally should have released this number back into the wild.
 
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