*sometimes you just need to love.*

what a crazy weekend.

god ive had a strange weekend.

friday nite i went out with ali and meaghan [my roomie]. we went to slyvans and we had a good time. got pretty shitty [all of us] and had to deal with weird men. about half way into our nite this older guy [probably 45-ish] comes over to our table just after we ordered a round and it was delivered. alison puts down her $20 to pay for it and he gives it back to her and pays for it. well, alright, but that doesnt mean one of us is going to sleep with you. or hell, even talk to you. so he wont go away. whatever. we finish those drinks and i get this great idea to have some shots [real smart sara]. as im going up to the bar this grandpa aged guy comes over to us. ew ew ew. he left pretty quick though. thank god. but 45 year old man is still hanging around. so after i get my shots, im heading back to the table and i spot this cute guy in a blue shirt and hes with a friend. so i go over and talk to him.

me: "can you do me a favor?"

him: "sure. whats up?"

me: "theres this nasty old guy hanging all over my friends and i, and he wont go away. perhaps you 2 could come over and scare him off?"

him: "sure we could. we'll pretend like we know you and havent seen you in a long time."

me: "thanks so much. i really appreciate it."

him: "no problem. whats your name?"

me: "sara"

him: "ok. im brian."

off i go to the table. A. i am NEVER that forward. NEVER. B. it worked! they came over about 5 minutes later, and within 5 minutes, creepy old guy was gone gone gone!!!!! wooo. and they were super nice. they bought us a round. and talked to us for the rest of the nite. yay for decent guys.

but. i drank too much. way too much. what was i thinking. shots are bad. yes. bad. so saturday i didnt really function till about 3 in the afternoon. that was after waking up at 10 something. laying around. eating minimal food for fear of puking my guts out. laying around some more. a 2 hour nap. finally i could function. so i did. i got a shower and went into town. went to target [yay!] the mall [for ali's presents!] and then to get groceries. i spent about $175 bucks in less than 3 hours. at least i have a ton of food now. on the way home i picked up 2 movies cause i figured i was staying in tonite since meaghan had to work and ali was doing a family thing.

so i came home. made some dinner. and started watching "the wedding planner" cause it was on TNT. about 9 o'clock, i get a text from james asking me to join him and some other people at sylvans. i tell him maybe. and text ali. blah blah blah. we decide to go. so i pick up meaghan at work and we head back to sylvans. [i go there too much, the bouncer doesnt even card me anymore.]

well as we got there, they were deciding to leave to go to some bar in salem. okie dokie. no problem. so james is ignoring me. whatever. play like youre a 4 year old. i dont care. i just want a drink in my hand.

so we leave and go to the grand opening of this bar Rockefellars, in salem. its a very very nice bar. its basically a gutted bank. and its super nice. very yuppie. whatever. we sit. we get drinks. i send mine back cause its shit. i get my new drinks. its perfect. james harasses me a little. whatever. we play a trivia game. we drink our drinks and all have separate conversations. bleh. suckage. they decide to go to some club, Club Rain in saugus, i think. meaghan and i decide to go home. and suddenly james has his hand all over my leg under the table. WTF? i mean seriously. ignore me all nite. then 2 minutes before i decide to go home, start making a play? whatever. so we leave. as we're walking out, i hang back a bit. he keeps touching my back, like tickling me or something. it was weird. so i leave. meaghan leaves. they go to the club.

i come home and am completely awake so i decide to watch one of the movies i rented. i put in "stealing harvard." now granted, this was no cinematic masterpiece, but it was damned funny.

i ended up going to sleep around 2:30 after some more texting with james. hes strange. i cant figure out if hes really confused. or like, the best playa ive ever met. but whatever.

and i just woke up a few minutes ago. i havent slept past noon in so long. wow.

time for a shower, some lunch, and then im off to the beach.

written @ 12:22 pm on 11.07.03
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