she says what's up then disappears
Aug. 22nd, 2005 08:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
xansPossibly watching Dude, Where's My Car with Adrian could be construed as a date, although I never heard from him after that. Cunt that he is, he spilled Victoria's drink all over her the other night. So he's on the shit-list for that and flaking out on me. I'm not that upset, but it was a trifle annoying since he did it in just the same manner as Peter, in that small amount of time.
Well.
I went out on Saturday night with Sarah G, Victoria, Annalise, and Lisita. Annalise kindly paid for the taxi. I made my return by bying people rounds. Even better, when I ordered from Liesa the Lesbian, she undercharged me. A $50 bar tab goes a long way when I'm being spoiled by her.
The cool thing was, Scarfies was having a foam party. Sure, that meant we all got pretty soaked, but it was so fun! I didn't get as wet, because I had the honour of protecting Annalise's ciggies in my pocket, and Sarah's ID and $$$$ as well. And sure, at one point in a clash of covering Sarah in foam, she shoved foam at my face and I accidentally inhaled. Ensue two or three minutes of choking, with Victoria laughing and going ew because I had spit hanging from my mout that looked rather like I just chucked on the dance floor. But still lots of fun.
Oh, and when we first walked in, who did we see leaning against the bar? Yeah, that's right. Adrian. So when we were walking past, Victoria and I both smacked him upside the head none too gently. Wish I could have seen his expression, but we were doing the 'oh so cool' ignoring thing. And we didn't so much as glance at him after that. Y'know, him being in disgrace and all. We were too distracted being happy downing our drinks and playing in the foam, anyway. Although I did find out later that he thought it was Annalise and Victoria who smacked him, rather than me and Vic. Bwahaha. I was forgiven.
But finally, as I came back to the dance floor with Victoria--the pair of us carrying another round of drinks--we ran into Adrian. He grabbed me, asked if he could "talk to me" and I went along with it. First thing I did as soon as I knew I wouldn't have to repeat myself over the music was accuse him of flaking out on me. By his story, I talked about Peter too much, and he thought I was on the rebound. I'm pretty sure I made an effort not to talk about him. But okay. So he'd backed off. Well I can understand that, so I forgave him. Shocking, I know.
He was decent, too, and upon learning how he spilled Victoria's drink all over her the other night, bought her a drink. And I rather lost track of the girls after that. I ended up buying one last drink (ordering through Liesa, naturally, and thus it was a triple rather than a double) and I ended up giving her the rest of my tab. I hadn't spent it all but the boys wanted to go to the Fitz, I wanted to stay with Adrian, and Liesa had been spoiling me so she deserved to spend the rest.
We went to the Fitz, then, where we played pool, and I sucked majorly. The two guys playing us took pity on me 'cause I'm a girl, though, and kept giving me extra tries when I screwed up my shots. I must have been more drunk than I realised to suck so badly, but then finally my "skillz" struck and I managed to sink two in a row. We still lost both our games rather miserably.
And somewhere in there he asked me to the Resident's Ball with him, which is next Saturday. Thankfully, I have my dress for Dad and Suzie's wedding, although I don't have the right shoes. Ought to get on to that. But I hadn't even thought of going the the ball, but since I got asked... well. Why not?
I love being able to tell people that when I went back to Adrian's with him, we started out watching a movie, but didn't watch a lot of the movie, leaving them to their own conclusions of what happened. Mixed reactions of laughter, congrats, and "I don't want to know"s ensue. But it's hard to wipe the smug look off my face.
Fin.
Well.
I went out on Saturday night with Sarah G, Victoria, Annalise, and Lisita. Annalise kindly paid for the taxi. I made my return by bying people rounds. Even better, when I ordered from Liesa the Lesbian, she undercharged me. A $50 bar tab goes a long way when I'm being spoiled by her.
The cool thing was, Scarfies was having a foam party. Sure, that meant we all got pretty soaked, but it was so fun! I didn't get as wet, because I had the honour of protecting Annalise's ciggies in my pocket, and Sarah's ID and $$$$ as well. And sure, at one point in a clash of covering Sarah in foam, she shoved foam at my face and I accidentally inhaled. Ensue two or three minutes of choking, with Victoria laughing and going ew because I had spit hanging from my mout that looked rather like I just chucked on the dance floor. But still lots of fun.
Oh, and when we first walked in, who did we see leaning against the bar? Yeah, that's right. Adrian. So when we were walking past, Victoria and I both smacked him upside the head none too gently. Wish I could have seen his expression, but we were doing the 'oh so cool' ignoring thing. And we didn't so much as glance at him after that. Y'know, him being in disgrace and all. We were too distracted being happy downing our drinks and playing in the foam, anyway. Although I did find out later that he thought it was Annalise and Victoria who smacked him, rather than me and Vic. Bwahaha. I was forgiven.
But finally, as I came back to the dance floor with Victoria--the pair of us carrying another round of drinks--we ran into Adrian. He grabbed me, asked if he could "talk to me" and I went along with it. First thing I did as soon as I knew I wouldn't have to repeat myself over the music was accuse him of flaking out on me. By his story, I talked about Peter too much, and he thought I was on the rebound. I'm pretty sure I made an effort not to talk about him. But okay. So he'd backed off. Well I can understand that, so I forgave him. Shocking, I know.
He was decent, too, and upon learning how he spilled Victoria's drink all over her the other night, bought her a drink. And I rather lost track of the girls after that. I ended up buying one last drink (ordering through Liesa, naturally, and thus it was a triple rather than a double) and I ended up giving her the rest of my tab. I hadn't spent it all but the boys wanted to go to the Fitz, I wanted to stay with Adrian, and Liesa had been spoiling me so she deserved to spend the rest.
We went to the Fitz, then, where we played pool, and I sucked majorly. The two guys playing us took pity on me 'cause I'm a girl, though, and kept giving me extra tries when I screwed up my shots. I must have been more drunk than I realised to suck so badly, but then finally my "skillz" struck and I managed to sink two in a row. We still lost both our games rather miserably.
And somewhere in there he asked me to the Resident's Ball with him, which is next Saturday. Thankfully, I have my dress for Dad and Suzie's wedding, although I don't have the right shoes. Ought to get on to that. But I hadn't even thought of going the the ball, but since I got asked... well. Why not?
I love being able to tell people that when I went back to Adrian's with him, we started out watching a movie, but didn't watch a lot of the movie, leaving them to their own conclusions of what happened. Mixed reactions of laughter, congrats, and "I don't want to know"s ensue. But it's hard to wipe the smug look off my face.
Fin.
