What a blurry weekend and beginning of the week it has been. I have developed a permanent pounding headache due to the lack of sleep, but somehow it was all worth it in the end.
After a low key, One Tree Hill filled Thursday and Friday, we all decided to make complete fools of ourselves and try our hand at karaoke. It was a funny night filled with awkward conversations in the bank parking lot, a mean Chinese waitress, spilling water on Jenny and inappropriate songs. But all in all a good time. (And I did buy some of the gum from the bathroom…I thought it was funny.)
Last night we had speed dating for FHE. And somehow I think the Speed Dating Gods smiled on me. Sometime the three minutes seemed like a lifetime, and sometimes way too short. But all in all, I talked to some pretty nice guys, and even met a few new ones.
Last night, following FHE and very small amounts of arm-twisting, I decided to hit up the post FHE bowling. Now I am not really a fan of bowling, first of all, I am really not good at it….at all, proof and point being that I scored an all time new low with 37 points. Boo! Also, I don’t understand the slippery shoes, short of good for dancing with following a spare or strike, they just seem awkward and ugly. And lastly, the whole issue of the nickname. Letting other people pick your name sometimes lands you with something that is not fitting to you, (I’m not really a Killa D kind of girl) and then there is intense pressure to come of with something creative and expressive. Too hard. Why can’t I just write Denise, and get on with the game. But it is a new year with new friends and a new hair colour, I guess we just have to try new things as well.
Following the bowling debacle, we ended up at Denny’s. I have explained my dislike for Denny’s before, and trust me, this was no different. But I had a surprisingly good time. We told funny stories about Kraft Dinner soup and Bread Dog, tried to make friends with the creepy lady who kept walking in and out and sent the waitress back 4 or 5 times while we talked instead of looked at the menu. It was a good time, and surprisingly the food wasn’t that bad either. We stayed there and talked until 3 am, when we finally decided to go home, partly because we all had laughed too hard, and Amy fell asleep in the booth. This morning I only quasi regretted my decision to stay out that late, as it was incredibly hard to get out of bed.
A big thanks to Flick for reviving one of my favourite FHE activities and for making the boys move right instead of left. To Trevor who is just a cute as ever with the dark hair (plus now we are matching). To Jenny for inspiring the whole trip to the mall, and the purchase of the hot tactile shirt. And finally to Sarah, who I owe my whole life and about $26.00. Without her, I would have made it home and in bed at a reasonable hour.
Happy Tuesday! Here is to more misadventures, no matter what the outcome may be.
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