ok, so i seem to be afflicted with whatever disease the lemon has come down with. i came home at four, and did not lift my pretty raspberry head until after 9.30 this morning. what's wrong with me?!
so last night i went out with some work type folks to see a band and do a little drinking. i ended up sitting on a velvet couch snuggled up between n1 and another handsome fellow from our office. as the bar closed, a handful of us wandered off to a local club to dance to some electro-house music... i found myself on the dance floor as the only girl with four, count'em four of the best looking men at my company. and we have some handsome men.
n1 was quite, erm, interested, over the course of the evening. and i definately picked up on some flirty vibes from the other couch boy... but i declined both opportunities. i just wanted to go home and crawl into my comfy bed and sleep in. ok there. i said it. i WANTED to sleep in. however, n1 did mention that he may want to come dancing with ms. u and i this evening. so.. things may progress.
the added perk to the whole n1 flirtation is that mr. m has a particular beef with Nsquared. i'm not sure where it comes from but it's there. so.. he knew i was going out with them last night, and so will probably not speak to me all weekend. but whatever - i'm tired of the whole situation. you can only apply so much positive energy to an emotional black hole before it's no longer a fun experiment, you know?
anyhoo... it's getting late, and i'm still in my jammies. i can't decide if this is to be the theme for today, or if i should get off my keister and get a plan. but i should start thinking about it, anyway, huh?
We’re not going anywhere.
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