pretty tame weekend, comparitvely speaking. spent drinking and learning. strange combination.
friday was date night, as is becoming the habit recently. made some plans for the future, ... i dunno the whole thing makes me so nervous i could throw up. bought 'elf' on dvd... so funny.
saturday went out with tina, marie, & michelle in arlington for a bit then down to adam's morgan where i met up with the x-factor, aka, nadine. soooooooooo wonderful, i would have definitely quit my job by now if not for nadine. went to the peyote cafe and some other place. adam's morgan was ridiculously crowded but there was lots of lovely eye-candy to justify the crowds. we made it home without any insane taxi-cab incidents, thank god -- and best of all, i woke up this morning and realized that i made it through the entire night with drunk-calling or drunk-text-messaging anyone!!!! yay for me!!!! i think that's directly related to the recent drought in my life, but regardless, i'm proud of myself.
christmas is just over a month away and i already have two major complaints.
1) where the hell are my kick-ass new years plans???? hello??? FRIENDS????? time to make PLANS! bejebus, every year it's suddenly dec. 30 and i have no kick-ass plans. not this year, i swear.
i am NOT spending it in harrisonburg (like last year) and i am NOT making out with anyone sub-par at midnight (like every year). this i promise you....
2) i think ashlie's going to commit a major holiday-violation this year by inviting troy to all the family christmas crap-ola even though she knows i'm not bringing anyone. (we HAD a strict pact that we only invite boys if we BOTH invite boys.) i doubt he actually shows up, but it's just annoying since i didn't invite the DJ last year out of respect for her and our PACT.
(hahaha, who am i kidding? i didn't invite the DJ last year b/c i didn't want the DJ there.... ugh, when do i get to be an adult?)
~courtney
"All I want for Christmas is you..."
Sunday, November 21, 2004
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