The Day I had Planned
- Rise n’ shine at 9am
- Gym: Run 10k
- Go to Forever 21 to buy a birthday dress
- One-Of-A-Kind Art Show
- King Tut at the AGO
- Clean my room
- Clean my washroom
- Eat healthy.
- Be Awesome.
The Day I Had:
- I got out of bed at 2pm
- I took advil
- I went back to bed
- I realized it wasn’t my bed
- But The Ex-Crush’s Bed
- I made The Ex-Crush go get me subway
- I tried to eat said subway
- I napped
- I was not awesome, but instead a waste of life
You: “Wait, what? Didn’t you go on a date with Gym Guy last night? But you woke up with The Crush… am I missing something? I’m confused.”
Me:Oh God, there’s no way to sugar coat my night; it was ridic. Actually.
I met Gym Guy last night for what I thought was dinner and drinks; wrong. It was only drinks, and because I’m a tool and hate eating alone and in front of guys, I couldn’t bring myself to order food, especially when he wasn’t eating… that’s all important because… well… it directly correlated with me getting too drunk for my own good.
Anywho, the date itself was actually pretty good. Lots of conversation, no dead spots, but I could tell he liked me way more than I liked him. He admired my heels, (major points), but also kept ordering me pints when I told him 3 was my max (I was on an empty stomach (see above) and was already feeling tipsy), but he kept ordering them (lost major points), he also DIDN’T EVEN OFFER TO PAY, so I was stuck with the $60 tab (lots, and lots of points lost here - at least offer!). We made out. I was drunk. He texted me. I didn’t answer. I feel bad.
After the date (11ish) I met up with all my guy friends at the local pub where pitchers were flowing, hence I ended up at The Ex-Crush’s place. We made out. (yes, yes this would be the 2nd guy in the same night, don’t look at me, I’m embarressed). I didn’t sleep with The Ex-Crush, we just canoodled but I’m pleased to report, besides being friends, I felt no romatic-connection with him.
So yes, that brings you up to date on my apparently scandalous? life. I’m seeing New Moon tonight with The Ex-Crush and my BFF and her guy (who is The Ex-Crush’s housemate)… it’s not a double date. Nope, just a couple and their besties, at least that’s what I’m telling myself.