so far

my day so far:
-woke up to mooing sounds (left AIM on)
-showered, while humming two songs I heard this weekend
-started forming verses in my head about his eyes
-read bits in my Norton Anthol. of English Lit. (specifically Dr Faustus and Morte d'Arthur)
-hummed more
-thought about this weekend
-got into spies chat, and picked on harlan (big surprise there) along with bratty
-wrote this.

my mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun...

I had a really good weekend.
and here's how it went...:)

First off, apologies to N and M for missing out on the party - from acounts thus far it sounds like it was great! Going out Saturday for Kazama's bday was really fun tho... especially after the longest driving day in history on Friday. *ugh* But, I offered, it had to be done, and I wasnt as loathe to do it as I may sound here. It was just a really long day (and seems so long ago now!). A bunch of us went to the Foxy Lady in Brockton, meeting beforehand at Chili's for dinner. I'd put in a res. for 6-10 people, since I was first in, and ~14 people showed up! :) After waiting what was (to me) an inordiantely long time, at least the service was good, and everyone got everything they wanted (afaik). Then off to the Foxy Lady... hehehhe. Seems I'm developing a pattern - Sat. I got another girl's contact info (email) after one lap dance. I'm totally innocent I tell you! It was all her! (stop laughing at me) It all started b/c I got a dance for K, as its his bday and the reason we're here in the first place!, by asking one girl if she was available for a dance. When she asked for whom she'd be dancing, I pointed to our group and said "a guy over there.. it's his bday!" She responded, oh a GUY? Oh well.. to which I said, well, if it's any consolation, you can dance for me afterward... so she did. :) The funny part was, when I went to pay her after K's dance and before mine, she needed to make change for what I had, so rather than leave me and go get it, she grabbed my hand and led me to the "champagne section" across the balcony from where we were sitting. Honestly I was a little freaked, as I only expected to sit by everyone, and didnt want her to think that I was spending ALL that money in one shot... but I got the one dance, plus change. :) *whew* The hysterical part was she kept saying how she likes dancing for women more, b/c the club lets her get away with more.. Anyway, we got to talking during her dance (actually she was talking more than dancing, but not that I cared) and she asked me if our group went to ManRay. Longer story shortened a bit, she goes Fridays only (to MR), and gave me her email address so we could keep in touch. Once i walked back to our group, people immediately started picking on me for getting her 'digits' (as someone put it). It was funny. :) I'm going to get around to emailing her later today - once I finish this entry (interuptions so far it's been about 2 hours writing this), and maybe we'll actually get together at some point. Whatever. :)

Driving back from the club was really terrifying for me - until Sat. night, I'd actually never driven in a snowstorm here. Yeah, sounds too unbelieveable to be true, but it is. I'm really glad that B was there to keep me calm and not actually have a panic attack. I felt like such an idiot tho, especially when he was telling me that he was proud of me for making it back, and just holding me until I was done freaking out. I was absolutely mortified at the thought of driving all the way home after that, that I'd seriously considered sleeping in my truck - thankfully he talked me out of it. Having someone be so patient and caring about that sort of thing really means a lot to me - it goes a long way. That's enough about that.

Sunday I managed to sleep late enough that my afternoon plans to see a band totally eclipsed the fact I'd wanted to go to breakfast at E's that morning. By the time I drove back home, picked J up, showered, and got to the house, it was pretty much time to turn right back around and leave. I felt really bad, but J alrady knew about my other plans and wasnt bothered about me missing breakfast, he was more concerned that I eat -something- (which I did on the way).
And so I went to see Bedlam - "Bedlam is an acoustic duo that plays (mostly) traditional music of Ireland, Scotland, and England." They're really good... I was listening to them, courtesy of B, earlier this week, and was thoroughly impressed during the sets they did. Apparently they're off to Florida now, and this was the last show here in Boston until they get back. I wound up buying a CD, and just from listening to some of the other things, I seem to already have picked up words on some of their songs. :) I'm not sure if it's on the CD I just got, but one of the songs is a WS sonnet...
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day... it's really pretty.
After getting back from that, I hung around with "the usual suspects" (being J, B&J, C, E, H, and T) and watched Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory on tv, followed by Better Than Chocolate (DVD). Since everyone was being so goofy, it was hard to pay attention to the movie, but as B said, 'it's lesbian erotica, just watch the sex scenes'. :)

So, all in all, I had a good weekend. Things got a little strange toward the end, and I was stressing a bit on some things later that night, but after talking with J who said I had nothing to worry about, and nothing I should worry about, I felt a bit better. The things werent even between us, was the funny part. Anyway, I hear B killing things downstairs, so I might go bother him and see how he's feeling.. see you all later...