lush...

it's been a long week of drinking which culminated in a torrent of drinking last night...i was up at training all week and that was actually very well worth it. i really enjoyed it and i actually feel like i learned a lot. so that's always good!

i really am not a lush. it just comes in waves. i actually had a pretty busy saturday. met up with terri and joy for brunch (which i showed up a half hour late to) at "friend of a farmer" in union square. went shopping and bought a few things at sephora and ended our afternoon at "republic" in the same part of the city for a not-so-great apple martini. i found the brunch place from "time out new york" in their 2009 eating and drinking special.

i wasn't that impressed actually. i had their pumpkin pancakes, scrambled eggs, sausage, and skillet potatoes. the pancakes tasted good--but the execution was sadly lacking. they weren't fluffy, they were slightly dry, and portions were small.

after that, i went home, rested abit, and got ready for the evening. i arrived an hour late to "calico jacks" and thankfully, mae and gabriel got there relatively late as well--so that was good! 3 of their friends showed up about an hour after that and the party started.

i apparently am completely oblivious. which is hard to picture since i am also strangely perceptive and observant. what people don't quite understand, however, is that, there is really no rhyme or reason to what i might notice and what might, even if splattered in my face, could still go unnoticed.

apparently the lady selling bracelets for 1/2 off drinks had huge jugs. like HUGE. and barely covered, according to all in the party. didn't notice it. at all. she might have been flat as a board for all i saw.

i also didn't notice the guy that was dancing in my face. but mae had a nice time regaling about it sometime during the night. i vaguely remember some guy asking me to dance or asking me where i was going and/or why i didn't stop to hang out or something like that. to be frank, i just didn't care enough to really listen or pay attention. i didn't spare a glance at his face or anything else. the biggest thing i remember was answering "beer. i'm going to the bar for some beer." mind you, i wasn't drunk at this point. i only had 1 beer in me prior to this encounter. i'm not sure why i'm like that sometimes. but i honestly didn't mean it in a "get the hell out of my way" way or anything rude or anything. i just couldn't be bothered.

i was later told that he was in a red shirt. you'd think i'd notice a red shirt. but i didn't. i just skirted my way around him while i answered and was on my merry little way.

maybe this is why in my later years i am perpetually single? am i just missing all the cues and clues being thrown my way? am i really that oblivious or do i just not really care? maybe that's why i appreciate guys that just ask me straight up to go out or something. just say "i'm interested in you." otherwise--i miss it. i don't have the patience to sit there and pine around asking those "does he like me, does he not" questions. if i don't know right off the bat if you do or don't--i move on or just don't bother pursuing something. there's no point in wasting time. it's inefficient and i'm not invested enough to do it.

i did a lot of dancing and drinking last night though. my neck hurts. sore from bobbing my head around and doing some head tossing dance moves. i know. isn't dancing with your hips? no. not for me. if i flash my head around no one has to notice that i have no coordinated dance moves to speak of! deflect. deflect. deflect.

good night. got home at near 4am and crashed till about noon today.

might do a couple of cocktails for st. patty's day...but i might be good too. i feel like i should be good after this past week's excess...or really, mostly last night's excess...

funny. i actually had a guy try to hold my hands and steal a kiss on the dance floor. at this point, i was plastered, but, regardless of how uninhibited one gets...i'm not that girl. nice guy. he apologized. i was drunk enough to be gracious and that was that. no need to kick the guy when he's down. just gloss it over and move on. it wasn't like he was aggressive about it. he was actually very gentle in how he tried to go about it. a jerk would have gotten a jerk reaction back. i'm not the nicest person.

i just wasn't interested. probably because i have other interests. and i don't think he was all that interested either. personally, i think he was totally into mae. but regardless, i have no desire to hurt someone's ego in public and in front of their friends...unless they deserve it. and he didn't. but, i did get a great laugh at "what's a cute asian girl like you doing without a boyfriend with her" and "you're definitely a contender." buddy. i don't care if i'm a contender. you're not.

love mae's fiancee. they're totally cute together and she's an awesome person. one of the best people i've met and she deserves someone great. so it's good to see she's got it. he seems considerate and honest. 2 qualities i value highly. oh. and he's had lao sausages before! really. when you think about the vastness of the world--how many people outside of lao people really have had lao sausages before???

i'm hitting the sack. the new work week starts up...and i have a lotttt to finish this week...