The play-by-play
Friday night began like many other Friday nights:Myself getting all gussied up and heading to my favorite starting point, the Wayfarer. A nice little Irish-English bar. I was supposed to meet a guy from work there who normally doesn't show his face at these outings, but he showed. And a decent friend from work was supposed to show up, but he flaked. Again, like any other night. But the highlight for me was to be after 6. Laura, a delightfully charming, attractive and intelligent 30-something was to join me for a couple drinks after she got off work there. So she did. She sat down next to me, and Steve (my infrequent bar comapanion) announced he must retire for the evening. So he said good night and left Laura and I to our own devices. Uh oh.
So, after I buy her 2 drinks and we dine on some appetizers, I am shnoogied. 2 shots of whiskey, and 3 beers for me so far. Feeling very fine. I can hold more than I should, but I knew I was doing quite, quite well already. So she said she wanted to drive to this bar on the south end of town, where she has a lot of frineds and feels a little more comfortable than in her own bar. Makes sense. So we got in her ForeRunner and went to the next temporary home. We pulled up stools at the corner of the bar, and got a warm welcome. We proceeded to drink and laugh and talk about the weather and everything else. Literally, everything. Then, the Karaoke lady showed up and I got suckered into "practicing" for later this week. So by the time the night was over, I sang at least 5 songs with Laura. One with another regular there, too. And it was about 2 when we called a cab to take us home. We had proceeded to tell each other all the stupid things drunks tell each other. Now, to be honest, I have enjoyed her presnece in my life for many months, and have thought about more. And she said she had, too. See? I told you!!!! Corny, predictable drunken banter. So on the way to the cab we were holding each other up. We figured out who was going where and went on our way. We continued the laughter and talking. But when we got to my place, she was all puppy-dog-eyed. She said "I'm not coming up, but I don't want you to go." OH!!!!! So sweet. So she grabbed me and kissed me. And I did my part and kissed her. And when she let me go, we both went in for another round. And then I went inside and went to bed. Woke up literally just in time for work, but realized I needed to cab it, so I was a little late. Oh well. Saturdays are a little more lax. I get to call the shots, and everyone there thought it was hysterical that I was late. All was well with the world. About 2 hours into work, I remembered the previous night....oh man. It all came rushing back. I started smiling SO wide. I had a good night out. The first really decent one, start to finish, in a long time.
So saturday afternoon I got home and there was a voicemail. It was Laura. She wanted to make sure I got to work OK and apologized if I didn't. And apologized if I got too drunk and anything was awkward. She said she had a great time, and that I could call her that night or the next, as she was at a friend's wedding until Monday AM. So, I called her Sunday and we talked for a long time. Everything is really good. No idea what is happening or where this is going with her, but that's quite alright. I am a planner, and this is freaking me out a little. But in the meantime, fun. Not a casual sex-er, and neither is she. And that is a relief. So whatever happens, happens.
On another note, Thursday will be very very weird. The Ex is coming back to town to finish school. She only has 2 blocks left, which translate into about 7 weeks. Then she has enough of the right credits to be graduated. Hmmm....this could get weird. I rather enjoyed my time not seeing her all the time. And I live close to her school, so she may very well want to pop over all the time. Gotta be strong and let her know my life is mine and she removed herself from it, so she should respect what it is I have going on now. Right. That makes sense.
OK, I have to go shower and get clean. Today was a nasty automotive day of finding used parts and swapping them into my old pickup that Bill just bought. He has it for a couple weeks and already he exploded the gears in the rear differential! That's talent.
Night all. Hope the world was good to you this weekend.
-Rich
So, after I buy her 2 drinks and we dine on some appetizers, I am shnoogied. 2 shots of whiskey, and 3 beers for me so far. Feeling very fine. I can hold more than I should, but I knew I was doing quite, quite well already. So she said she wanted to drive to this bar on the south end of town, where she has a lot of frineds and feels a little more comfortable than in her own bar. Makes sense. So we got in her ForeRunner and went to the next temporary home. We pulled up stools at the corner of the bar, and got a warm welcome. We proceeded to drink and laugh and talk about the weather and everything else. Literally, everything. Then, the Karaoke lady showed up and I got suckered into "practicing" for later this week. So by the time the night was over, I sang at least 5 songs with Laura. One with another regular there, too. And it was about 2 when we called a cab to take us home. We had proceeded to tell each other all the stupid things drunks tell each other. Now, to be honest, I have enjoyed her presnece in my life for many months, and have thought about more. And she said she had, too. See? I told you!!!! Corny, predictable drunken banter. So on the way to the cab we were holding each other up. We figured out who was going where and went on our way. We continued the laughter and talking. But when we got to my place, she was all puppy-dog-eyed. She said "I'm not coming up, but I don't want you to go." OH!!!!! So sweet. So she grabbed me and kissed me. And I did my part and kissed her. And when she let me go, we both went in for another round. And then I went inside and went to bed. Woke up literally just in time for work, but realized I needed to cab it, so I was a little late. Oh well. Saturdays are a little more lax. I get to call the shots, and everyone there thought it was hysterical that I was late. All was well with the world. About 2 hours into work, I remembered the previous night....oh man. It all came rushing back. I started smiling SO wide. I had a good night out. The first really decent one, start to finish, in a long time.
So saturday afternoon I got home and there was a voicemail. It was Laura. She wanted to make sure I got to work OK and apologized if I didn't. And apologized if I got too drunk and anything was awkward. She said she had a great time, and that I could call her that night or the next, as she was at a friend's wedding until Monday AM. So, I called her Sunday and we talked for a long time. Everything is really good. No idea what is happening or where this is going with her, but that's quite alright. I am a planner, and this is freaking me out a little. But in the meantime, fun. Not a casual sex-er, and neither is she. And that is a relief. So whatever happens, happens.
On another note, Thursday will be very very weird. The Ex is coming back to town to finish school. She only has 2 blocks left, which translate into about 7 weeks. Then she has enough of the right credits to be graduated. Hmmm....this could get weird. I rather enjoyed my time not seeing her all the time. And I live close to her school, so she may very well want to pop over all the time. Gotta be strong and let her know my life is mine and she removed herself from it, so she should respect what it is I have going on now. Right. That makes sense.
OK, I have to go shower and get clean. Today was a nasty automotive day of finding used parts and swapping them into my old pickup that Bill just bought. He has it for a couple weeks and already he exploded the gears in the rear differential! That's talent.
Night all. Hope the world was good to you this weekend.
-Rich
posted by Rich at 8/29/2004 09:03:00 PM
4 Comments:
Hey Rich - you little devil you-- I hope it was my low-carb beer that put you over the edge ;-)
my weekend sucked- but at least the testing went well. :-)
EmGee,
I think it was not a low carb beer, unfortunately. Most likely a guiness or 5. Read about your weekend....I am thinking of some advice. Hope your week started well!
-Rich
great- can't wait to hear your take. I suppose strangling my crew is out huh?
Strangling bad. About your plight? I posted some takes on it back at your entry..
-Rich
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