I think I am at 90% healthy again. I'm really glad i decided to go play euchre last Thursday night because I think FUN was my turning point.
This has been the weirdest week. I have about 20 more friends this week than I did a week ago, sorta. While I was sick I was talking to these people on a message board in Chicago and then I met them all earlier this week. I also figured out what makes me get really trashed- being nervous. I don't get nervous, really. But in a situation like that I just sit there and drink and drink- it was the same at New Year's last year, and when I met up with my old boyfriend, at my brother's christmas party. When I'm around people I don't know very well I get trashed.
My awesome euchre friend called me Weds night and asked me to come play with him and his two other friends. His one friend is so fucking cool but so dorky and talks with a lisp. I think I like him.
M. is home from England. I was pissed off at him because he never came to see me when I was sick, but I decided to get over it. We're going out to dinner tonight and then he's spending the night. :>
Last Saturday I was at a bar in LP with my friends and they, being gay, all decided to go home at 12:30. I was borderline drunk and didn't feel like getting a DUI, so I had no choice but to stay at the bar and drink water. Haha, now that I think about it, this must have been so obvious. But there were three guys sitting at the bar, and then an empty chair, and then another guy, and I sat in between them. I wanted to be social, hahaha, but it didn't occur to me how obvious that must have been to the bartender.
Anyway, I met a guy, PERFECT guy for me- i'm borderline out of his league, just the way I like it, he's super smart, pretty cute, really funny and really confident but not in the cocky confident way but in the i have accepted myself kind of way- I love that. Oh yeah and employed. As a therapist- he evaluated me- highly functional. God! I have them all fooled!
And he asked me out like 70 times and kept saying, "are you really going to go?" It was great. And his last name is Morrison. Put the names together (I'm Maggie Mae)... I think I may have to marry this guy. That's my author name, right there.
Anyway we're going out next week.
AND, this guy Jeremy who is joining the euchre club offered to teach me to shoot some stick. I am excited about this. This year's main goal after learning to disco dance is to learn to play pool. Excellent.
Yeah, so.
Oh and today I went to get my muffler fixed, and found out a myriad of other things are wrong with my car. But I stayed and talked to the mechanic for an hour and he offered to do most of it for free. I can't believe it!
Yay!
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4:14 p.m.
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