also, last post was my 50th post on my new site. awww... shutup.

so.



at my new job yesterday there was this guy. he is a nice boy. i would go ahead and say that he's pretty cute. but whatever. uninterested, right??

then he starts talking about a previous converstaion we had had the last time we worked together. topic: where does mengtar hang out? the texas jive of course! so here is an approximation of our conversation.

rx said:

did you ever find out when TJ's is closing?

mx said:

yeah, tonight!

rx said:

wow... so what are you doing tonight, will you be there?

mx said:

yeah, i'll be there.

rx said:

yeah, i might be there then too.



**special note: this is the part where mx begins to realize that there is a possibility that rx is hitting on mx...

((later))

rx said:

so what time are you going to be there?

mx said:

well, my friend runs the drag shows at TJ's, and the last TJ's drag show will start at 7pm. so i might be there pretty early.

rx said:

will you be there at 7?

mx said:

probably not right at 7, but probably before 9.



**special note: there were many other conversation similar to above... all relating to what mx would be doing that night. all initiated by rx.

((later again, as rx is about to leave))

rx said:

so you're going to be there early?

mx said:

yeah... and i'll be there all night, so you should find me whenever you show up.

rx said:

okay, i will. i have to pick up my girlfriend from work, and then we'll both head on over there... see you later!!

cue retarded look on mx's face.

wow. i had to come home and tell everyone because i was soo... wow.



anyway, he ended up not showing up at all. i ended up getting pretty drunklor and talking to many people i didn't know. however, i did run into another guy from work who watched big momma blow raspberries all over my titties. it is soon to become an awkward work environment.



about half way through the night i decided it was time to go for a walk and i talked to another dude named Shane or Shaun or something obscene. he is a tattoo artist at the "ink shop". apparently it is actually called that. i think that is over the top by definition.

Jesse was there. i am always happy to see him. he puts up with my drunken ass better than anyone ever.



i went back. drank more. had a glorious time.

i came home and listened to boros throw up really loud in mike's sink, ate some soup, did some crossword puzzles and went to bed.