10 Things [contributing to my big A]

Even more anxiety? No way. Ugh. I'm so over it!

1. Friday was my last day with the consulting company. It was bittersweet, but we went to happy hour after we met up for our 'wrapping everything up' meeting. Turns out, the wine bar we were at was filming an episode of NFL Wives (VH1). I'm not sure anyone watches that show, well, maybe Carrie, but I'll be one one of the episodes in the background. Kind of exciting!

2. Monday, I start the new job. I'm really excited about it - getting to meet new people, working on something new and something stable, and just the excitement of a new job overall. Now if this anxiety would just go away, I'll be in tip-top shape :)

3. I'm also trying to find a place to move to. My roomie here is moving to El Paso for 6 months with his job, so he can't move with me (sad!) but I'll be able to find another roommate and hopefully it'll work out as well as this one has. All of the whole finding a place, moving, and getting another roommate - well, that's stressful. ALSO needing to sell some extra things that I have lying around. If I get enough, might get a new living room set or TV or something. Who knows?!

4. This month, I'll have another credit card paid off (thank god). I have been pouring money into those cards and it's finally starting to show.

5. I have been dating a boy... and he's really quite fantastic. We've gone on 6 dates, so I guess it's alright for me to tell you about him. I don't like blogging about all of them, because, well, there have been a lot of 1st and 2nd dates but nothing beyond that... and, I dunno, it would have been great to write it all down, but seeing that many stories that come to an abrupt end is depressing.

Anyway, this boy and I have great chemistry together - I think the challenge is mutual (it is rare that I find someone, much less a guy, that challenges me) and we have a lot of fun together. Tall, ridiculously cute, and he likes me... who would have thought? I'm just trying to be extremely patient - and go with the flow. I don't need ANOTHER thing changing in my life right now ;)

6. Tonight, I scrapbooked a few pages in my Italy album. It was nice to pull that stuff out again. My mom had it out while she was here, so it was a little inspirational. I still have a long way to go, but it's progress nontheless.

7. I walked into a bridal boutique this AM to get measured for Rae's wedding in October. Turns out, the lead time to order this dress is 10-12 weeks... and I don't have that. Shit! Rush ordering makes it available only days before the wedding, and I'll already be in ATL at that point... start adding up the bill for rush and shipping now. I tried the dress on anyway - and, wouldn't you know... the sample they had at the boutique fit me perfectly... AND it was the right color for the wedding. The sash wasn't the "banana" color she wanted, but it's a creme, and since I'm the Maid of Honor, she thought it might look okay. What are the frickin' odds? $130 bucks later, scratch that off the list!!

8. I booked my tickets home for the wedding the other day. $190 round trip isn't bad. :) Now, just need a rental car and I'm set. Bachelorette party plans are also in the works. That feeling of 'accomplishment' is awesome.

9. Last night I went out with some friends that I hadn't gone out with in a long time. It was a fantastic time, as usual, and it made me realize that I have been sheltering myself with Fran. Since she and I aren't really hanging out much anymore (for other reasons), it was kind of refreshing to know that I could still go out and have a good time with some other people. I was drunk. Really, really drunk, though. Eh. What's a few drunk texts anyway ;)

10. Ready for what's next. Ready to shed some excess baggage (or so to speak) and enter the next phase of my life. This job is the first step in that direction. I'm stoked. (oh, and Carrie is moving so much closer than Hawaii in less than a month!!!!! OMG, SO excited!!)

That's it for now. Now do you see why I've got so much anxiety!? ;)

To the rescue...

Last night, shenanigans began early for me. I met up with a few old coworkers at the restaurant I used to work at. It's probably the 3rd time I've been up there since I quit in December. It's SO crazy there that they've had to bring people in from other stores to cover shifts. There is no one to work there. (idea brewing in my head... pick up a few shifts on the weekends, not a bad idea!)

Anyway, met up with a few people there and had a few drinks (ugh, that place is SO expensive) and stuck around for a few hours. Guy number 8 was there and we bantered for a minute. Guy number 3 was also there, but I haven't told you any stories about him yet.

Fran called when she got done with work and we decided to meet up downtown. We ended up at the bar I was going to work at. We grabbed a drink and walked out to the porch and stood by the stairs. You know, scoping out the scene to see what we could see.

I see this somewhat attractive guy with a beer standing there being stand-offish to the girl that's talking to him. This girl has a belly. She has bright red flat shoes, a green top, skinny jeans, and some sort of ribbon around her midsection. She also has a way-too-short bob thing going on top of her head.

This is what happens, in perfect detail.

Girl: (inching close to dude) So, what school do you go to?
Dude: (tilts his beer up, looking around - past the girl)
Girl: (getting closer) What school do you go to?

[Me: (to Fran) I think this dude needs saving]

Dude: Umm. yah. I think my friends are around here somewhere.
Girl: (even closer) Oh, yah, I'm sure they are. But what school do you go to?
Dude: I think I see them. Hang on a sec. (moves about 6 feet away, sipping beer)
Girl: (follows him)

[Me: (to Fran) Yep, gonna move in.]

Me: (walks up to them, puts a finger in the air in her direction, and leans in his ear) I feel like you need to be rescued at this point.
Dude: The restrooms?
Me: (leaning in his ear again) No, dude, RESCUED. Act like you know me.
Dude: OMG! I DO know you from somewhere... you went to SMU, didn't you?
Me: YES! I knew it! I recognized you from SMU, that's right! What was your name again??
Dude: I'm Alex. What was yours?
Me: (shaking his hand, I tell him my name)
Dude: Wow! It's so great to see you!

She's still not leaving at this point. So, I pull the greatest move ever.

Me: Do you remember Fran?? (pointing to the stairs) You should come say hello!
Dude: Oh yah!

Success.

We got over to Fran and he was SO thankful. He thanked me a million times and went on his way. He said girl bought him a shot or something, so he took it. Never again, haha!

She returned to her friends and told them how I came between her and the catch of the night. Dirty looks made their way over to us, but I don't care. If she wants male attention, she shouldn't be so creepy!

Either way, I made his night, I guess, because later he brought us over and introduced us to all of his friends. He maintains that's the coolest thing a girl has ever done for him in his 23 years. We all exchanged numbers and will probably hang again soon.

Ah, the joys of lending a helping hand. Rewarding every single time. :) Haha!

Oh the randomness...

I'm just trying to keep up with life. My life is uber fun at the moment and I like it that way. Updating Carrie every day on new dating situations, going to happy hours and on dates... and all that fun stuff :)

Fran and I have started going out every weekend and having a blast. We meet new people, dance it up at the Dallas clubs, and have so much fun doing whatever the fuck we feel like.

I have probably 20 stories to tell you, but I'm not even sure where to begin. Even worse, coming up with aliases for all these douchebags is an intricate process. Maybe I should just start numbering them. Hmm... that would be easy!

I went out with not-so-random dude number 8 last night. He and I met up for happy hour and talked the night away. He and I used to work together at the restaurant and he just recently broke up with his girlfriend (the cheatin' biatch!). Anyway, it was lots of fun - and that's all I can publicly say.

I have a feeling that letting the blogger world in on my shenanigans might bite me in the ass one day. I have tried to keep it as top secret as I can (about me) but I'm not sure it's working exceptionally well.

I mean, no one used to know that I lived in Atlanta - now you do...and you know I live in Dallas now. That is kinda creepy.

So, bloggers, I ask you... what exactly do you want to hear about? Shenanigans with mens? OR just the normal bi-weekly random update?

I have a feeling the shenanigas are going to win and I'm going to be divulging a lot of juicy secrets...