Soooo, this weekend was interesting.

Friday seems like as good a place to start as any.  I was over at West Basic Sciences for class for the first time in ages.  The second year group had exams so it was busy over there.  I ran into a friend of mine who I usually see out and about.  As a matter of fact this was the first time I’d run into her without a drink in my hand.  So she asks what’s going on tonight and I say I don’t know.  So she says she’s gonna call me and we’re gonna do something.

I gotta tell you, I liked that alot.  I told her that I’d be disappointed if she didn’t call.

In the meanwhile I got up with Heather and we drank beer.  We called Candice and she also drank beer and slept.  Then I got the call that I guess I’d been waiting for.  After a little decision making and deliberating we decided to head out to Virago.  We drank and she ate and we talked and had a good time.

Saturday I had a class/workshop/whatever you want to call it to attend.  And so I got up at the buttcrack of dawn and did that.  Then once again I hooked up with Heather and Candice.  More beer was consumed.  Football was watched.  The Bulldogs kicked ass which was good!  Then we headed out to Jonathan’s out in Bellevue for their 2 for 1 beer special.  Yeah, we prolly have a drinking problem collectively.  Baby J met us out there and in the meanwhile I’d called/texted my friend from the previous night.

This was probably a mistake.  I ended up rolling out with her and Heather first out to a restuarant by her place, then to her place, and then to the club (The Place…which is a DUMB name for a club…I’m sorry).  Anyway, by this point I was all falling asleep in the car and just not in the mood for clubbing, but I went anyway.  I didn’t even drink man.

I didn’t want her to think I wasn’t having a good time because of her, because honestly she’s really cool and everything I know about her so far makes me want to know more, but I just wasn’t feeling ANYTHING Saturday night.  I knew when I started grumbling about the group nigga dancing (you know Cupid Shuffle/Electric Slide/Cha Cha Slide/Soulja Boy/Achy Breaky Heart/etc.) that it was going to be a long night.  Long story short I was ready to go about an hour before we left.

So in hindsight, seeing her again two nights in a row was a bit of overkill.  I hope she wants to see me again, because she’s cool…and who knows.  I know that I haven’t said, "who knows" and meant it about a girl in a while…..