Well.... Alrighty Then.....

So, I purposely left a bunch of work sit on my desk all week so that I'd have something to get me through 8 hours of work today.  What's the problem?  It's 11am and I'm already done with it all.  Damn it!  What the hell am I going to do until 4:00?  I'm gonna read and comment on all of the blogs I read I suppose.  Well, and write this.  That should take like an hour or so.

Where did we leave off last week?  Oh yeah, my financially irresponsible shopping habits.  Well, we all know that I haven't been miraculously cured of the shopping bug.  I went to Kohl's with Tara last night to help her find some clothes.  Now that she's got a man and shit, she's changing.  She wants to look nice.  Granny panties and Walmart bras are no longer acceptable attire.  Of course I couldn't go with her and not buy something for myself.  Duh!  Plus some things that were merely on sale last week were now on clearance so I couldn't resist.  She kept me there for over an hour trying on all kinds of clothes that I could never see her wearing, but whatever.  The dumb things we do when we think we're in love, right?

So, back to the weekend.  After work on Friday I had some time to myself, so I got my hair cut.  Shorter and with bangs.  I'm still on the fence about whether I actually like it or not.  Once I take a good pic of it, I'll post for your viewing pleasure.

Friday night, the hood came to my house.  We all laid around my room drinking and watching some Christopher Titus stand-up show.  Love Is Evol I think it was called, and yes, I know I spelled evil wrong, that was part of the joke.  It was some good stuff.  Tara's guy, Mike invited one of his friends over.  We'll call him "Tattoo Guy".

Let's go back a little here.....  Tara and I make fun of Mike.  He's an Affliction Douchebag.  Ok, well, he's not a douchebag, but he wears Affliction and Tap Out clothes, which automatically gets him the douchebag label.

Mike's friend Tattoo Guy walks into the middle of a conversation about Mike's Affliction shirt.  What do I say? "The only thing worse than an Affliction Douchebag is an Ed Hardy Douchebag."  Tattoo Guy laughs and shows us his Ed Hardy belt.  Great.  Hey, I'm all about making good impressions on good looking men.  We all chill until like midnight and call it a night because we have plans the next night.  Tattoo Guy agrees to go with all of us to the local watering hole.

I'm not gonna lie, I'm attracted to Tattoo Guy.  He is MOST DEFINITELY not my type.  First of all, at 38, he's too old.  He's got tattoos all over and two kids.  WELL HELLO, three strikes right there.  There was just something about him though....

Saturday, Tara, Nicole and I head out to get pedicures for something to do.  Well, everywhere has an hour + wait because apparently everyone needs hot toes for Valentine's Day.  We shop for Tara an outfit for the night and head home.  On the way home Dave calls and wants to know what we're doing.  I tell him getting ready to go out and within 5 minutes, he's at my house.  He sits there drinking his beer while Nicole and I get ready to go.  Eventually Tara gets back to the house and I can tell Dave is in heaven.  Girls all around him getting dressed, makeup and all that shit.  Needless to say, he drank his entire 6 pack while we were at my house.

Once we finally get to the watering hole and up to our table, I'm already a little hit in the mouth.  I had two drinks at the house and Dave and I smoked on the way over.  I was ready to rock and roll :)  I look up and Tattoo Guy is there with Mike, who is yet again wearing an Affliction shirt, just for me.  I'm busy floating around the bar all night, casually talking to Tattoo Guy when I can find the time.  The old boyfriend, Brad, I talked about awhile back that told me he dumped me because I was too skinny showed up.  I was glad to see he's still short and fat.  He also brought another one of my ex's with him which made me laugh.  God, the trifecta would have been perfect if the ex-husband walked in the door.  Jeez.  Long story short, we closed the place down.  I had to drive Mike's car home because he doesn't normally drink and was LIT.  Me, not so much.  Tattoo Guy follows me home because Tara & Mike are supposed to be coming down.  We get in the house and Mike texts Tattoo Guy saying they were heading home instead.  FUCK.  Ok then....

We talk for hours.  As I sober up, I realize that I'm talking to one cool guy and the more we talk, the more I'm attracted to him.  The sun is already up when we pass out around 8am.  By 10 Ev was up screaming to be let out of bed.  By 11:30 Tara is calling me to go to breakfast.  Her and Mike come down and it's decided the guys are going to Waffle House, girls and kids to Big Boy.  Nice.  He asks if he can leave his number for me.  I tell him I rather he didn't.  He does it anyway.........

To Be Continued......