just hanging with celebs and having sleepovers

It's been a fun three weeks. My cousin and his friend came in town in early March. I went to the UN with them (my one touristy thing for a while) and we went to a really good BYOB Turkish place for dinner, where we all got really drunk before meeting my friends out in Nolita. Apparently Laura was just as wasted as I ended up, but neither of us noticed the other one being that wasted - go figure. Well, I ended up leaving (without my cousin) with Abby, this girl Lucy's roomate, who lives in Queens - it is on her way to drop me off. I specifically remember (and that is saying a lot - I don't remember much else) giving her $10 for the cab... Somehow I proceeded to leave my wallet in the cab as well. However, I didn't notice til later. I got home, called my cousin and made them come back to drunk eat at the diner across the street. By this time it was around 5am, and after eating amazing choc chip pancakes (thanks to my roomate for recommending) I noticed my wallet was gone! Just then I got a text saying that Abby had it. Talk about timing.

So the next day, after lunch with my cuz (thank God they could buy my food again) I met up with Katie, who had just left Queens and was back in the city - with my wallet. As soon as I got it, I noticed my credit card was gone! Ofcourse. I barely recalled buying a drink (gasp). I knew we had started off at Pravda, but wasn't sure of the name of the Irish Bar across the street where we spent most of the night. I looked at my online bank statement and saw my one $7 charge at "Puck Fair." I called, they had it, I went downtown and got it. It was a day spent cleaning up the drunken mess from the night before - but I got lucky and it all worked out. Oh, and I think my cousin had a good time, too.

I was in Houston for St. Patty's weekend (Wed night - Sun). I loved hanging out with Buster, my pup, all day Thurs - we went running and laid out. Friday I went to Target, which makes me super happy, then went out with Fran that night--she was in town from Baton Rouge. Nothing special, just went to midtown and met up with the guys, I had to drive so we didn't go too wild. Saturday Sheri and Merna drove in from Austin and we went bridesmaid dress shopping at the Galleria. Though unsuccessful, we had fun. We met Kristin for dinner at La Madeleine (of course) and went to Griff's that night. Needless to say it ended up being a drunken mess of a night, I got to see Jess and Jeremy and Bryan and lots of people. Rob drove us around and we ended up back at Tipsy Clover, as usual. It was fun and really good to see people that I hadn't seen in a while. Sunday I hung out with Buster--he makes me sad to leave. And, when I got back, it had just snowed all weekend, so was still really cold. Yick.

Last weekend I stayed in on a Fri - shocking, I know. I had to write a story for class, which was overdue, and I was dead tired. Saturday I was uber-productive and even went to my NEW gym - a really nice one that I get to go to through a work discount. I am about to become super gym girl like I used to be - my foot is better too! Anyway, Sat night a bunch of us girls went to Joss Stone's album release party. Now, I had gotten the email, but never thought she would be there. She was, along with Sean William Scott (aka, Stiffler), who is kind of hot. Somehow the girls left, and Court and I ended up in a cab, aimlessly heading downtown. When we passed by McFadden's, she suggested we go. I was texting Dan (law intern boy) and told him to meet us there. (Oh yea, we went on another date this week too.) He and his friend met up with us, we danced and acted fratastic, as you have to do at McFadden's. Then I took him home. Dan said I was lying in my bed yelling, "Just twist! Just twist!" Speaking about the doorknob to open my door, when in fact there are actually not one but two deadbolts...oops. Needless to say, since I had been drinking, I just passed out, but we hung out all day Sunday - we ordered food and watched DVR. It was fun, we will see...

Anyway, I am going to LA Fri for work and am really excited. It's not freezing here anymore but I still want to be on the beach! I am also staying an extra night (Sun) with Jenna, so that will be even more fun. Be jealous!

it's raining men

Hallelujah...

Anyway. So it's been a while. February was fun. We had a half day at work one day bc of the snow. Woo hoo! However, I am counting down til summer starts. I think it's like 17 weeks.

The first or second weekend me, Merna, Court, her friend Jesse from work and his friend went to 7B in the LES, where Mern and I proceeded to find randoms to buy us drinks. This led to them inviting us to a bar with them, and us ending up late nighting at their apartment in the West Village. When walking over we had sooort of coupled up, the guys were walking with their arms around us keeping us warm--whatever. When we got back, I was mingling with everyone (they were fun!) but Mern and one of them I guess wanted to shack, so we ended up staying. The guy who was keeping me warm on the walk over then kind of latched on to me, and I went to his bed to sleep--I was drunk and tired. He, of course, wanted to hook up, and when we got to the bed didn't waste time taking out his friend. I pretty much told him and his friend I was tired, and couldn't hook up - I gave him my # the next morning but I don't think he will call. I don't care, except they were a group of fun guys and a few of them were cute. But the group shacking reminded me of college...or my first summer here.

Andrea H. came in from Boston for the three day weekend and she, Mern and I went out Friday to The Hudson Hotel bar where I managed to meet some British guy who was cute in the older, hipster way. I neither like older nor hipster boys, but since he was British I guess that outweighed it, so I gave him my number. He was also definitely a bad boy, which helped him out.

That Sat Court and I went to a party for a girl at my work, then met Cesar out at The Delancey in the LES after. I immediately attached at the hip with his cute law intern, who is our age--not younger. (When I say intern people think I was hitting on a teenager.) We danced all night and when Cesar came back to shack with Court, Dan (intern) came along for the ride. When we got here, I told him he could sleep here (in my bed) but that I don't like to hook up with randoms. So he did, and we didn't, and in the morning we talked and hung out and it was all fine and dandy. I had to meet Mern and Andrea for brunch, so he left around 11. Again, gave him my # that morning.

Sunday night Court, Mern, Andrea and I went to a BYOB dinner, got wasted, and went to Cain for this kid's bday. After many a jager shot, I sort of blacked out but still managed to meet some guy and give him my #. I am at what, 4 now? I told you, it's raining men.

Update:

• Guy #1 - The one with the "friend" - Did not call. His friend did not call my friend either. I guess they still could but... Their loss.
• Guy #2 - British - Called, left message asking me out. Did not call him back.
• Guy #3 - Cute intern shacker. Called. Had date with tonight. More on that later.
• Guy #4 - Cain/met when wasted - Called. Had date with last week. Was too dorky, but v. nice and also my neighbor, so may try to be his friend, eventually...though we know that never works.

So...there ya go. Guy #3, Dan, is super cute and nice, we had a fun dinner - even without wine or anything. He is a law student from Pennsylvania but went to Tulane so I feel like he is very "normal". He's out of town this weekend so we are suppossed to hang out again next week. He mentioned a movie and "seeing his apartment," which obviously means he wants to hook up. I don't want to hook up with him until I really know if I like him - it's just too much damn effort if I don't, even if I am (and I am) sexually attracted to him. So we will see.

This past weekend I was in Nashville for a work thing - too, too, too much detail to explain but I may write about it for my class and post it later, it is a good topic but not for a blog about "drinking, going out and stuff," as my descripion reads. I got to drink with the master distiller for W.T. who is 72 and a badass. My work friend (who is my age) and I were the only ones from our company there and we basically just ate dinner and drank with clients and the master distiller all weekend, then drunk ordered MORE food from room service when we got home. It was kind of sick how much we consumed. We went to downtown Nashville at one point, it reminded me of Austin, and I think it would be a cool city to party in if I didn't have a crew of clients around. All in all, best work trip ever, since it involved little work.

This week we had a going away dinner for Merna, who is moving back to Austin. There isn't one real reason I can say, but I hope she is making the right decision. I am very sad, but I will be seeing her enough -- I think she and Sheri are coming to see me in Houston when I go in two weeks.

Foot update: Still hurting but went to podiatrist who gave me inserts to wear - I have flat feet which can cause pain if you walk a lot, as I do. I am wearing running shoes to work for now and when possible, I hope to be gymming next week...I feel not so great about it since it's been over a month.

I will try to update more but with all the writing I do for class...it is hard. I like the class SO far but my paper gets critiqued tomorrow so I may hate it after, if they like, make me cry or something. Please don't let me be that girl.