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Yes, I'm blitzed. But still coherant. I'm not *that* bad - only three cocktails...hah.
1st of all. Matt wound up not making it. So, yet again I spent a new year's eve with no one. But, on the flip side, I spent it when my friends, which is the best thing in the world, next to a partner. I love my friends so much.
2nd of all. I worked 13.5 hours today @ Gentry. My feet hurt so bad that not even a scalding hot foot massage could help. And I don't even want to look at stairs for a few days.
3rdly. We all went to Charlies after we closed the bar, where I proceeded to get innebriated, but I saw a whole bunch of people I know, which is always fun. And all kinds of guys were checking me out. One guy I thought was really hot came up, winked at me, and grabbed my ass. *happy sigh*
4th. I really really really miss Matt. I want him to come home. Now.
And finally - I fucking made bank tonight. And no matter how bitchy or uppity this sounds - when we got to Charlie's and there was a line around the fucking block, and they let me go in ahead of everyone without paying the $20 cover charge - that was freaking grand. I could *definetely* get used to that.
But now it's 5:30 am and I am so exhausted I can't stand it, so I'm turning in. I really do hope, though, that everyone had a spectacular night and that we all have the best fucking year in the world. Because I know my friends (all of you, included!) all deserve it. And I know that with everything that's happened in the last year, only good things can come.
1st of all. Matt wound up not making it. So, yet again I spent a new year's eve with no one. But, on the flip side, I spent it when my friends, which is the best thing in the world, next to a partner. I love my friends so much.
2nd of all. I worked 13.5 hours today @ Gentry. My feet hurt so bad that not even a scalding hot foot massage could help. And I don't even want to look at stairs for a few days.
3rdly. We all went to Charlies after we closed the bar, where I proceeded to get innebriated, but I saw a whole bunch of people I know, which is always fun. And all kinds of guys were checking me out. One guy I thought was really hot came up, winked at me, and grabbed my ass. *happy sigh*
4th. I really really really miss Matt. I want him to come home. Now.
And finally - I fucking made bank tonight. And no matter how bitchy or uppity this sounds - when we got to Charlie's and there was a line around the fucking block, and they let me go in ahead of everyone without paying the $20 cover charge - that was freaking grand. I could *definetely* get used to that.
But now it's 5:30 am and I am so exhausted I can't stand it, so I'm turning in. I really do hope, though, that everyone had a spectacular night and that we all have the best fucking year in the world. Because I know my friends (all of you, included!) all deserve it. And I know that with everything that's happened in the last year, only good things can come.