Friday Night Blues
Mood: Yearn-y
Listening to: Lost
Before I forget - The Cast has been updated.
I'm off to the pub tomorrow night, for a quiet one.
And it will actually be a quiet one, because I ran into Stace today in town and she's not coming. Doesn't want to show up to work four weeks running with a hangover. Big girls blouse!
After last weeks effort I'm definitely not going to be having a big night anyway. The boys are generally fairly well behaved with me, though in the last two weeks some of them have been getting fairly physical in their flirtatiousness. Stace is quite good at getting the boys to back off - or at least in diverting their attention somewhat.
An example: Playing pool on Friday night, not long before we had to leave. My shot. Boy passes the pool cue to me. I line up to take my shot, and Boy starts talking to me. We'd been playing at putting each other off shots all night, a bit of a running gag. I said to him, "You're not going to put me off, so you might as well give it up" he says "Can't put you off huh? Does this put you off??" And he walked up right behind me, arms around me and held the cue, then moved as if he were going to take his shot, with me still between him and the table.
He was only against me for a matter of seconds, but it was so sudden that I just froze up, and didn't even have the presence of mind to get away, or tell him to get away. Stace came swooping across the room like an avenging angel, and in her best grown up voice told him to get the hell off me. And he did.
Didn't stop him from trying mind you, but he backed off to a point where I was able to fend him off myself. Given a couple more seconds, I would have been able to extricate myself from that other situation anyway, but with Stace we each have someone looking out for us, and thats a very comforting thing. I can keep the creepy staring dude away from her, and she can keep the hot hot hot guy who likes me away from me.
Does anyone else think that I'm getting a bums rush here? LOL
I dread to think what sort of trouble might I get myself into if my dear friend Stace wasn't there to keep me safe?? LOL
So I'll be at the pub this Friday, but I'll be there all on my Pat Malone.
Which wouldn't be so bad - but I have it on good authority that tomorrow night will see the return of....
Da na na NAHHHH!!
Guy #2!
Sigh.
Even I am getting a bit over the Guy #2 thing now. On a purely intellectual level you understand. I wish I could convince my... hormones... that I'm over the Guy #2 thing.
Hmm.
So I'm a tad apprehensive about seeing him. Just a tad.
And the more I think about it the more that tad grows, and I'm sure by the time tomorrow evening rolls around I'll be a shaking puking mess and then I'll do something terribly horribly embarassing and then I'll come home and blog about it and it'll be just like old times!!
*YAY*
Wouldn't it be cool if the boys I liked were there at the same time and I could play them off against one another like the minx I am??
Actually, I'm not a minx, and I doubt I have the skills necessary to make boys go la-la about me to the point where they would consider each other rivals. Or even go la-la about me.
*Skips off to select tight top to assist in raffle ticket sales*
