So. I had a good weekend. All in all.
Nathan hardly went to work last week, which, I have to admit.. was a wonderful holiday treat.
But it hardly made the weekend feel like a weekend.
I was pretty stressed on Saturday. Same thing I dfo everytime I have a party. "OH GOD NO ON EIS GUNNA COME AND THOSE THAT DO COME WILL BE SO BORED AND I SUCK"
Whic.. I ended up feeling like.. to apoint anyway. I'm just not very entertaining. And of course, nothing ever goes the way it should go. But you do what you can in the situations that your faced with.
Nathan was grouchy. After I made that post, I went out for smokes. And while I was gone, he came home. I was so happy to see his car.. And I was all excited to see him.
But then I came in and you could cut the tension with a knife.
I was tempted to run away and find some sage.. It was that bad.
But instead, I just went into the spare room and sat on the windowsill with Marshall. I had a smoke and he made me feel better.

And then I went back out, and Nathan said, "I'm grouchy."
I told him I could tell, then I went to have a shower.... I felt better after the shower.. And of course.. Having asked him if it was something that I had done wrong. As when I was sitting with Marshall, I retraced every step I had taken throughout the whole day and decided that If it was something that I had done I couldn't remember what it was.
But.. no. He said it wasn't me.
wehn I was done in the shower I jumped on him and bounced. And who can resist a happy bouncing girl?
Not Nathan. So he showered and got nice again.
So... At three, Nathan went and found Kev.. and then Mike came over.. And then Mcihelle and Jer.. And then everything started coming together.
Or I started drinking, so I cared less.
After everyone was on their way I got everyone ready and we all headed to the porn store so I could buy that tiny ass skirt I was in.
We came home, Jason stopped over.. And then we headed out, Leaving Kev and Mike to play at home.
Danny came by and gave me Black and White 2. But my computer can't run it.. which is sad.
We got down there, and had an awesome time in the lineup.. We were playing with lightsabre's that the guys in front of us had. They were new. It was fun talking to them about their expectations. the girl was super hot. Nice black dreads. Beautiful eyes.
Got in, went straight to the dancefloor.. chilled out, wiggling against Nathan and getting him all wriled up.. Then I ran downstairs, which would be almost the only time that I saw the rest of you guys...
And I turn around

Michael, of course.
And I feel like such a moron because it didn't even fucking cross my mind that he would be there, but nevertheless, he was. And I turned bright red and fucking dashed away.

So I went back upstairs.. And encounter Aella... Who I could have done without seeing.. But y'know.. bygones are bygones. Herminia was the one that just scared me. She's frightening in any form. Let alone half naked. She just.. What an odd kid.
And after I had seen all the ghosts that I could see, we went out and had a smoke. And I bought a coke.. And then we danced our asses off..
Until dirty Santa got busy with his woman in the corner.
then we dashed downstairs.
Where Paula started talking to some dude who's been in the scene for ten years.. And Nathan and I sat down on a couch to makeout like highschool kids.
After that much bumping and grinding... who could help themselves?

we left at about 1:30, then went to subway... Where two guys got into a fistfight and almost took out the fridge....
Then we hopped the nightbus home.
Of course... by that time, the two people I was with were strung out on Ecstacy.
So, who gets on the bus but Karolina?
We talked all the way home. And yet...

While I was talking to Katt, I could barely pay attention to my convo with her because in the meantime.. Nathan was talking to Paula..
Who was talking to him about our sexlife.
Which, I'm fine with...
But it wasn't a conversation I was comfortable being left out of. So that pissed me off....... a bit.....

We came home.. and then Nate and I hashed out my jealous feelings at that one... And then I passed out around five in the morning.
I got up for an hour on Sunday morning, then went back to bed. And I slept until five next to my man.

We then got up and watched Saw 2... OH MY FUCKING GOD WHAT A MOVIE.

And then we watched 8 crazy nights.





AND THIS IS WHERE IT GETS FUNNY
we sorta started...
y'know.. gettin' busy in the livingroom. Because no one was home, we never really have.. and thought it'd be fun. Plus laziness. It all pointed to one thing. Staying there. So.. We're going at it.. shits getting good. .... and just as I start freaking out... There's this knock at the door.
So we're like.. fuck it.. leave it alone, right?
Knock gets loud, like.. intimidating.
So I go look through the peep hole... And its two cops.
Like... wtf?
So nathan runs off and hides the pot.. And I get a housecoat on.. and go to the door.
"We heard some muffled screaming and stuff.. Thought that you might be in trouble. We were concerned for your safety."
I was mortified.
One guy was actually laughing, but the other one was all offical and scary. And I was like.. trying not to howl with laughter and explain myself.
Oh god. Mortifying. So I was like.. "Did someone call you?"
"No. We got called here for the party next door and heard you..."
"I am so sorry."
I was just... mortified.
For like twenty minutes all I could do was laugh.









Like.. oh god........

all in all. good weekend.