Tuesday, January 30, 2007

My friend's Big Day becomes my Big Day?

I went downtown and met up with my friend at the pub, where she was meeting with old co-workers. Out of the corner of my eye I spied a cutie... At first I mistook him for this Jehovah's Witness she had pointed out to me at her Christmas party, but was happy to find out I was wrong-o.

He didn't stay long, but as he left he pulled her aside to ask about me. Apparently he thought I was cute and wanted my info. She told him I was single and fabulous and that she would hook us up. She then grabbed me and pulled me aside to dish. For the sake of not getting sued we will call the guy Mr Sexy "That is MR SEXY," she said to me, "You HAVE to go on a date with him and tell me EVERYTHING that happens." I promised to so she gave me his number along with the comment that I had to call the next day.

The next night my friends and I got glammed up and headed downtown again to party for one of their birthday's special night. The big 2-5. This guy she is seeing, who it happens used to date my other friend made us all dinner. After that we headed to the club.

I got up my courage and texted Mr Sexy. "Hey, is this Mr Sexy?" I said.... I know SMOOTH. "That's a hard question, I guess it depends who is asking." He answered. I told him that I'm the Blonde friend from the pub and we go from there.

At the club my friend whose b-day it was took off. Crazy gal took off. So we headed off to Doolin's to meet up with her ex and his friends, but not before we sent them some hot'n'steamy texts. We got there and even though her ex had been texting her all night telling her to come he was busy totally hitting on a fat ugly girl. Come on buddy, quality over quantity ok!

The gorgeous vice principal's son (aka the recieving end of the hot'n'steamyness) was also there, but left as soon as he saw me. Ass. It was ok though, because I kissed his friend the black guy. It sorta felt like he was eating my face though. Not that he is a bad kisser, but his mouth is like 4 times the size of mine. Lip un-compatibility I tell ya!

But, that is not the point of the story. The point is that as the night continued My Sexy and I kept texting back and forth and then SURPRISE! He showed up at the bar. I was like "Oh my god I think that's Mr Sexy!" .... So my friend asked him... and it was... and we sat and talked and it was nice. He said he would call.

The next morning I got a text from hot sexy vice principal's son wanting a little morning sumthin-sumthin. Screw you buddy! According to him it wasn't true at all that he ran away from me at the bar. Right.

Saturday, January 20, 2007

Three's Company Too!

It has been a while since I've posted... So let's go back ... Waaaay back... To three weeks ago.

The night started off innocently enough. A guy-friend picked me up at home, we went shoe shopping at the mall and then met up with my other friend and some girls at Earls in White Rock. We had a few orchid martinis (you could EAT the flowers) ... good times.

The strangeness started when we decided to hit up The OB. There were too many of us to take a cab so I sweet talked a random into driving me and one other girl. It was just us, him, and the baby seat in the back. Don't tell his wife!

The randomness continued as waiting in line I called this girl's random ex-boyfriend and left him sexy messages. Well as sexy as messages from a stalker can be. Oh yeah.

To make the night even weirder it turned out that it was a foam party that night at the bar. To make up for the fact that I was a 22-year-old at a foam party I had to have a few (ahem... quite a few) drinks.

As we left the bar my friend instructed the cabbie to book it to the "Pink Palace" (aka the Pacific Inn,) where the three of us proceeded to check into the cheesiest honeymoon suite ever and order a bottle of champagne each.

The night gets a little fuzzy from then on. A few highlights: Live From the Bathtub: Danielle and friend... Also featuring: guy-friend puking over the balcony! For our grand finale: friend breaks$140 worth of mugs and lighting features which Danielle cuts her foot on and bleeds everywhere!

All in all the point of the whole story is that I TOTALLY could have had a threesome ... But I didn't! I had two people doing it on the bed beside me and I just couldn't join in! It was like a crazy grizzly attack so I played dead! Honestly. I pretended I was sleeping.

I might have been able to do it too, if guy-friend hadn't barfed right in front of me. Nothing says "Don't do me and your friend at the same time" like throwing up.

Oh well, maybe next time.....
Or Maybe not :)

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Season "Premier"

On Tuesday the Premier of BC, Gordon Campbell, as well as Mike De Jong, MLA for Abbotsford-Mount Lehman, and a bunch of other people in fancy suits visited our worksite.

Mike took a liking to me right away. We chatted for a bit and he picked me from the group to give him a tour of our prototype rooms. I also took a picture with him (which I am still waiting on to appear in the Abbosford times and make me a local celebrity.)

Here's a picture of me and my co-worker with Gordon Campbell, or as I like to refer to him "Gordo." I was sort of shy but she just jumped in there and dragged me with her, so eager to get her picture taken, right?

CTV News was also there and took some film which was on the news that night. They didn't show me on TV. Bastards. I'm switching to BCTV.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

The old Switcheroo

Last friday night I got a text from this super-cute guy who I hadn't heard from in a few months (since I had found out that he had a gf.) He was all, "Long time no talk" so I figured the girlfriend was gonzo, and we got to flirting and decided to meet up the next night. I had plans with my girlfriend so I told him to bring a friend for her.

The boys showed up at the restaurant and thankfully both were lookin good. I was happy that my big sista didn't end up having to hang with an uggo all night just for me.

We all talked and flirted and had a few drinks and decided to head back to my place for wine and a little girls vs guys pool table action.

As we left the restaurant I told my friendthat I thought I liked the guy's friend better. She was ectatic ... "I'll take him!" she yelled. I wasn't sure yet so we decide to take it as it comes.

We got to my place and it became pretty evident that my friend and guy#1 have a lot in common, such as being pretty and liking house music, and guy#2 and I have a lot in common, such as being sarcastic and enjoying making anti-Jesus comments. My friend and I decided ... time for a SWITCHEROO!

While the other two were making kissy-kiss in the bedroom guy#2 and I got to chatting and I found out that the boys had had the exact same conversation as us girls. What were the odds of this working out?

As the night went on guy#2 and I talked and cuddled and kissed. I got along better with him than any guy I have met in a while. We just sorta clicked. And he liked the fact that I wasn't just going to hop into the sack with him

... and the other two... well this isn't a porno blog!

The boys left at 3 in the morning, one with a little more vomit on him than the other.

I walked into the spare bedroom in the morning to find crackers spread everywhere, bags of open food on the nightstand, a broken wine glass on the floor, an empty wine bottle on the counter, my friend's underwear and bra on the carpet, and guy#1's wallet and boxers lying around. Oh yeah! Party like a rockstar!

Thursday, January 04, 2007

New Years


Hey Hey Hey!

For the second year I spent New Years with my friend, her boyfriend and his friends at the Kingston. It's a tradition now!

We started off the night with some porn at Chris's place ... no kidding... drank some Alize out of a huge boot ... again no kidding see the pics... and took off to the bar.

The Kingston was pretty fun ... I drank... danced... and drank some more.

I got a few calls and texts that night from that guy I met on Christmas Eve but I ignored him. I just can't make myself like someone like that. Even though according to a girl I know he has family money.
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