Y2 D263

I *KNEW* today would be much more interesting to read than yesterday. Right now, my brain itches and my tongue hurts. Wait, stop. Reverse that...

Where to start, where to start...

Ok, let's do this chronologically...

In the morning I brought the DVD with all the pics from the dinner party over to my boss's house. He was very happy which made me happy. He asked if I wanted to go to Target to get my payment. Sure, why not. I had asked him for a Kindle and $50 gift card to load. I thought that was being very fair since I would have normally charged $500 for the amount of work I did on the pictures. He agreed too. Well, while we were at Target, he decided to change things up. In the end? I got a new Kindle (yay!), $100 gift card from Amazon to load it, AND $100 Visa gift card. SWEET!! Good karmic vibes all around!

After that I went over to Best Buy and got a cover for my new Kindle. I am really excited about it. It's one of those things I really have wanted but just couldn't justify buying. This makes me happy. After Best Buy I met up with my director and head of tech at his house to work on a new prop. We spent most of the afternoon painting and mounting lights on to the new prop. Felt good to work together as a group on something like this. It was me, my director, his son, and the tech head. We made quite a motley crew going into home depot to get paint.

Finished up there around 3 and headed home. I started to try and load my Kindle but I ended up actually paying for a book instead of using the gift card. When you buy books through the kindle it forces '1-click' shopping instead of adding it to a cart. I tried to figure it out, but ended up having to leave for the ultimate boy's night party! And damn did I look good. Red YSL shirt vintage from 1985, black jeans, Versace sport coat. Daddy be looking hot baby.

I drove four people to the party. I did tell you about the party right? Every year the directors host a girls night/boys night party. The girls start at the house, the boys start at the bar doing karaoke. Anyway, I had four boys in my car. What a motley crew this was. A happy gay former programmer now DJ; a gay doctoral candidate (scientific cancer research), the new guy, and a crazy little straight cross dresser (which was something new I learned about him late into the night last night). We headed to the house first to drop off one of the chocolate chip pies I made for the girls. I had a second one for the boys too. I am nothing if not fair. The girls that were there had already started drinking and having fun. After hugs and kisses all around, we headed down the street to the bar. And there the debauchery began! It was a slow night and given there was a good 10-15 of us, we definitely over took the place. Besides us there were maybe 5 or 6 other people there for karaoke. While those 5 people were doing nice songs, mostly country-western, our group was doing bad punk and death metal. We stayed until about 10:30 or 11 (from 7) because the girls called and wanted us to come back to the house. They missed us. Of course they did. I ended up drinking through $50 of the $100 gift card. Yay me. As you might expect I was pretty lit before we even made it back to the house.

Stayed at the house until midnight. Only one bad moment at the house -- the girls had played a game while we were at the bar (because I guess that's what girls do at things like this??). Who on cast that is not your significant other would you fuck. I got no votes. I know, it's dumb, but it did sting a little. Seriously it's totally stupid, but it still kind of hurts.

Hurts enough it's still with me this morning.

Anyway, I stayed for a little while longer and then drove home after sobering partially up. I took one of the guys home. Everyone else ended up with other rides for some reason. Holy shit. I just realized I may have abandoned one of the guys last night. He got a ride from someone else to the house after the bar and so I thought he was getting a ride home from him too. I just texted him. Hopefully he made it home. Now I feel bad. I hope he isn't pissed at me.

Made it home in one piece, dropped the one guy off at his house safely. Passed out on the bed. I did manage to get my contacts out, but not my clothes off. I woke up with my clothes on this morning. But I am functional. Didn't black out, didn't do anything stupid. Didn't take home any strays. All in all, fun, inexpensive, and mostly safe. I am paying for it a little this morning in the head region, but not as bad as I have been before. Four ibuprofen an hour ago and the edge is pretty much off.

Today I have ZERO to do. I am going to relax and enjoy myself. Put gas in the car maybe, and just kick back. I might even not shower...