My throat hurts, I smell like an ash tray, and my tummy is upset.... but it was worth it.

So Jason (paleo) told me that he really wanted to go to the Scumdowner sometime this week. I was like, hell, sure, why not? My class ended on Friday so I wanted to party. I invited Mike and Londyn. My poor Londyn had a dance preformance and was pooped so we played text message tag instead. Which is hard to do when you are drunk, but I'll get to that.

We met at the Scumdowner at 9pm, I saw Mike on the bus as I was coming down to Pearl St. Jason joined us about 20 min later, followed shortly by Rob (British dude). It was awesome to be all spiffed up and surrounded by three guys. We hung out and had a few drinks. Over the course of the night I had: a red bull and vodka, a glass of PBR, a pint of Sunshine Wheat, a pint of Guiness. One pint and I have a good buzz so needless to say I was drunk. Plus I haven't much since the 1190 pledge drive celebration (glass of wine here and there), it was my goal to make it to my dad's birthday without heavy drinking... which was Thursday. I rock. The booze made me sleepy, flirty, and giddy as fuck. When I would stop dancing and being hyper or mini-pouncing Mike, I would be about ready to fall asleep. Which also gave me the excuse to lay my head on Mike's shoulder and cuddle up next to him.

We played fooseball, which I sucked at since I was drunk. Jason and I took over the jukebox for about 2 hours (as we usually do when we go to the scumdowner). They've added Death From Above, Ladytron, as well as other great albums. Mike and Jason played pool against this weird dude while Rob and I shot the shit about music. After Rob left, Jason and Mike got into this deep philisophical discussion which even if I could get a word in edge wise, I really didn't have anything to contribute. When it turned to literature and art I was a bit better, and I was able to talk a bit about Islam at one point in the conversation. For the most part though I was pretty quiet and just listened and took cat naps. I also text messaged Londyn. :-D

One thing I discovered is that Mike does indeed still smoke, which is like my number one requirement for guys is non-smoker. But I still like him. Aparently he now only smokes in the evening and when he drunk. So yeah,for the first time ever, I have a crush on a smoker. This is the only thing that turns me off about Mike... but if he is going to do it, at least he looks sexy while he's doing it.

Jason and Mike waited with me while I called a cab. I was a little cold and leaned up against Mike for warmth. Throughout the evening Jason hinted at the whole Travis mess which prompted me with many, "Shut up Jason.... don't remind me". I probably sounded really bitter, which I am but when I am drunk it's even more so. I hope I didn't sound like I have too many issues because I really don't it's just because we were so close, so many things remind me of that doomed craziness.

When my cab didn't show, Mike walked me to 9th and Pearl where there is aparently a cab pickup area. He asked if I would be okay while I waited, I said sure because there were tons of people around and I can hold my own, even with a bit of a buzz. I gave him a couple of huge hugs and thanked him. I went to kiss his cheek and it was like we both went to kiss but were almost too shy to, like we weren't sure how the other would react. So it ended up being a peck on the corners of our mouth. I was sorta surprised that it happened like that, since I had been aiming for cheek, he for lips, and we met halfway. We huged several more times... and as he walked away I made sure he'd be okay getting home and then sorta walked up to him and kissed him on he lips, it was just a quick peck...but yeah. What was satisfying was that he didn't have what I call "dead lips" which is where you kiss a person but there is no response, like kissing a corpse (right, since I know we all do that in our spare time) but you get what I mean. Yes it was a short peck (but his lips did kiss back), and we were drunk, but hell it was something. :)

The cab driver was very nice and dropped me at my door and made sure I got home alright, therfore I gave him like a 45% tip partially cause the ride was cheaper than I expected.

This morning my stomach hurt but I took some pepto and it seems to have calmed down. I am tired but after 4 hours of sleep, I actually got to the station early and was bright eyed and bushy tailed. I think when I get back I will take a shower and lay down for a while. I do need to do the logs (by hand because the printer at the station is broken... again) and buy a textbooks (which between last night, groceries, gas, rent and now textbooks... there goes yesterday's pay check). Oh and hopefully see Londyn dance! :-D Plus laundry AND... dishes.

So with the whole Mike thing, funny story. Thusday night I had a dream about Mike and in the dream we were parting for the night and we ended up sort of kissing, several short pecks on the lips and lots of hugs. Maybe that is why I had the balls to actually intiate a second peck. It was the first dream I have had where I kissed Mike.

I am not sure what the next step should be with the Mike thing but you know whatever.... we'll just see what happens. I am just going to play it cool and see what he does.

Current Music: Devotchka off their 1998 debut self-titled release
Current Mood: Very happy with a slight headache