previously in this so called life...

yes there is for sure a need for a rather massive update!!

let's start last wednesday...

i got sneak attack wasted which lead to my entrance into the total blackout zone. and that then brought on a whole array of inappropriate phone calls and facebooking (i am currently working on some sort of puzzle to try and prevent the use of these communication devices in the future when in blackout zone) including but not limited to an fb chat with dull guy and a phone call to number four. i was petrified the next morning when i looked at the call log.... SHIT SHIT i said to myself as i tried to fight back the hangover nausea!! (editor's note... apparently number four and i talked during that poorly chosen moment and he called yesterday and seems fine with my bad decision, so there's that!)

thursday:

god fucked me good for getting so wastie faced the night before! i was so hungover i spent the whole day at work in subtle tears wanting to die. it was terrible...so bad that i went to sleep that night hungover. but before i could escape into sleep... i had to work and can't and i had plans to do something. but i hadn't heard from him since saturday when i rant into him at gracies when i was out celebrating sarah's birthday, so thursday morning i texted him something simple... "hey are you still up to get together tonight." that was nice of me right....yeah well what wasn't nice was that it took him all freaking day to text me back.

so having not heard from him sarah and i decided to go to dinner...wild grape. and while we were there he finally texted me back with a flimsy excuse..."sorry it's taken me so long to get back to you, i was golfing all day. what are you up to?" so i told him i was at dinner and asked what his plans for the night were. he told me his buddy might be having a party and if they don't so that he wants to go out. ok was any of that an invitation to me? yeah i'm still not sure. but so i tell him that i had a rough night the night before, but could still be up to do something. an hour later he texts me back "well i'm out of ideas, so raincheck?" ummm what?? how did that happen. did you throw out a lot of ideas? did i miss something? and why so seemingly hostile can't. well so i replied that might be a good idea and that was the last i have heard from can't.

the rest of that weekend was pretty slow, as i was still recovering from my epically rough wednesday night. so now fast forward to tuesday:

sarah was supposed to go out with the friend of a friend she had met and canoodled with on saturday while doing the chicken dance at octoberfest up at snowbird, but she hadn't heard from him. and after that irritation and grueling day of academics she needed a beverage. and so began the tuesday night rage tradition...

it started as happy hour..."we'll go get a drink...maybe a little something to eat and just relax" yeah but come one who are we kidding.... it's us, so clearly it's in all likelihood going to turn into a hilarious night of debauchery. i am of course the ringleader in a traveling shit show circus!

so off to gracie's we go (at 6:45). we get there and captain jack-o so kindly asks me about my date with can't and then says that he is such a nice guy that if he could- captain jack-o would date him. i think he was trying to be friendly, but i was distracted by the fact that i thought he was reading teenwolf.

once we break away from his awkwardness, s and i go upstairs, take a seat at a table outside, order delicious nachos and start the "relaxation." as a side note! thank you spencer for your "what are you doing there right now?" text message! it's cool... we're just getting the party started on a tuesday night..don't worry about it.

so now the sun is setting and we are about five drinks in...when this fellow walks onto the patio with such a quiet stealth that i forced into thinking to myself "umm hi britney spears put some shoes on! you're out in public!" but then i realize OH.MY.GOD! he is wearing those booties i have been seeing everywhere...ok maybe not everywhere...only at whole foods, but on two different dudes. so clearly i am intrigued by these toe booties...and because it's me, this seems like as good a moment as any to go and get to the bottom of this aqua-socks-esque trend.

now s and i are walking up to the three guys booties guy was with and after a brief hello i just blurted out "soo what the hell is going on with your shoes???" and clearly after a moment like that a strong bond must be forged.

the guys were rather hilarious and interesting enough that s and i ended up hanging out with them the rest of the night. but of course not until dull guy showed up and sent me the creepiest "turn around message." oh yes don't worry i followed the directions and there he was sitting at the table behind me looking at me and creepily waving. it was slightly terrifying. and while it probably wasn't very nice of me to ignore him for the three navy boys, seeing as i had suggested that since s and i were out if he came out we could take care of his going away drink...but what are you going to do?

obviously escaping dull guy meant going to keys on main with the navy boys and then going to meet sarah's boy at the vfw...because why not right?!?! it's tuesday and we should go play beer pong in the creepy basement of the veteran's building. and of course polly nevins should be there!

two of the navy boys stayed behind...claiming they wanted to stay more "local" does that mean downtown?? hmm yes? well so anyway. ben 9.5 came with sarah and i and was hilarious. he had never played beer pong... hilarious! he was freaked out by all the hipsters...funny. and basically revealed that he tends to reside under a rock...fantastic! no but he was really sweet and fun and he and i got along really well. which then obviously means that we kissed in the vfw... so in case you're counting i think that only leaves like 5 salt lake bars i haven't kissed someone in...totally fine!

but the night ends and sarah and i drive 9.5 back to his hotel downtown and then go home. laughing all the way about our awesome tuesday night throwdown! oh and don't worry 9.5 received one of my personal calling cards...literally...he asked for my number and i handed him a card.

so now wednesday (yesterday):

i wake up to a text from 9.5 about how hung over he is...oopsie...sorry! and he continues to text me until he tells me he wants to find a movie theater and i ask him what movie he wants to see and he replies with "whatever you want to see, i was thinking inglourious bastards but i'll see whatever." ohh that was very smooth 9.5! very smooth! and such cleverness must be rewarded...so we plan to meet to see the 3:50 showing of inglourious.

i get there....spot him thanks to the booties and he sweetly opens doors and pays for everything and then as the movie starts asks if we can go get something to eat after. ehh sure i think... why the hell not.

so the movie was funny. he was sweet and i was basically totally content with the whole situation. i like being around him. it's comfortable in a good way and easy in a big way. but now he wants a steak. hmmm yeah... i don't know really where to do... i basically only go to the country club. well so he suggests flemmings and i laugh and say ehh why not. so now imagine this... he's wearing a t-shirt, jeans and the booties. i'm basically wearing the same thing only more festive and lady-like...and sans booties of course! and we walk in the door and i am convinced they are going to tell us they aren't going to serve us wearing what we're wearing but... apparently that wasn't an issue. so there we are... insanely under dressed, laughing through a $150.00 first date dinner.

and now today he has texted me a few times and mentioned last night something about seeing each other tonight but i have to go with the jackson to colorado for his 40th highschool reunion tomorrow, so i don't so much think i will be in the going out spirit. but we'll see...