I have had the BEST weekend. Drank a few beers at office drinks on Friday and they hit me big time, (I only realised afterwards that that's probably why they tell you not to drink on anti biotics, anit d's and heavy pain meds, and yet I think that's also why you should!) and so I played the pool, said some silly things, even had Daniel worried about me which is pretty crazy since he's a major party boy. Ended up being shouted dinner again by a workmate who earns a little over double what I make which makes it very easy to accept free food and drink. Went home and slept.
Woke up and slept.
Then Joe asked me out to go to some gig at Southern Cross so I agreed, got there and it didn't start till later so he took me to this cafe where they had about five gigs, one after the other and then played some 'Flight of The Concords'. It was an incredible line-up actually, a jazz band, then some incredible acoustic guitar acts. I was swooning. Well not towards Joe but anyone who looks that passionate about something, that intense, becomes incredibly attractive in my books. So ended up chatting with a few of the musicians, then moved on to Daniel's party while they all buggered off to go busk in CP.
Got to the party and fuck it was cool. I've never been to such a good party, there were so many interesting people to talk to, then a band went up and played for a bit, then someone DJ'd for a bit. Twas very very nice. Had a few beers, ended up talking to this group of guys, one in particular then Sam came so I got up to say hello cause I'm a big loser (Sam's the one I've got a crush on), went to go sit back down and "Hello skanky" some girl had taken my place and was attempting to feel up the guy I was talking to before. He did however back away from her. Talked to quite a few more people, a Norwegian guy who I swear sounded freakin Irish, another guy who harassed me, followed me around and didn't leave me alone until he got into a fight with some other guy. He was gross. Then I ended up chatting to a British guy who was very cute and no-bullshit. Ended up leaving to go meet Sam and his friend at the Bristol after they'd been losers watching the Rugby and so left without taking it any further with the Brit.
Was kinda nice to just have all these great conversations with people and not just hop into bed with them. Although, if I meet the Brit again, I think there might be some extensive kissing time to be had.
And been sleepin most of today. :)
Was probably borin to listen to but was one of my best weekends ever.
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