Something quite rare happened this weekend. I went out. Dancing. In "the City." It was the not-quite-bachelorette party (she didn't want one, just wanted everyone to get together and go out) for my soon to be married friend that I've been helping out. So, we all met up at the Red Devil Lounge in San Francisco to watch Notorious play and do a little dancing. My friend has known Jay from Notorious forever, and was the wedding coordinator for his wedding 2 years ago.
Well, I don't tend to go out much anymore, and when I was going out more often, it still was pretty few and far between. And while I enjoyed myself on Saturday, it did remind me why I dislike going out in the city. I don't like crowds, and I don't like bitchy drunk people invading my personal space (which is pretty much gone in the city club scenario). And I guess I'm just not assertive (or even agressive) enough to preserve my space (though I have gotten better over the years). And I don't drink, so my persistent sobriety probably doesn't help me tolerate.
One girl in particular seemed to want to snap me in half, and made quite the scene. Some of my water had splashed on her back and she spun around and accused me of having done it on purpose. Then after her yelling "stop, stop, you have to go, I don't care" and some more of the same, she grabbed the plastic cup out of my hand and flung the water over the crowd, throwing my empty cup to the floor in a rage. I was attempting to tell her it was an accident because she kept dancing into me (I was behind her, after she and her friends had trampled past me towards the stage). Luckily, I had my more defensive friends surrounding me. And truth be told, it wasn't "completely" an accident. I could have been more careful of the water, but I was so irritated with how she kept bumping into me that I was careless with that arm. Now, I did NOT tip that cup and pour water on her - THAT would have been deliberate. And believe me, had that been the case, there wouldn't have been any water left for her to drown the crowd with. But she was totally ridiculous - I can't tell you how many times I've been out and ended up with other people's drinks on me out on the dance floor. Give me a break. And her throwing the water in the air drenched her own friends, who didn't know what was going on. The guy behind me saw it and thought it was pretty f***ed up (his words) and he actually knew her. Whatever. (Also, it came out later that the lead singer's wife knows her and can't stand her, so it seems her behavior was not out of character. We were talking to Jay's wife after the show. She told me most of the girls that hang out there are bitchy - all really nice to her husband and awful to her. I told her it's because they're trying to get in his pants. She agreed and we laughed.)
Aside from that, everything was fun. I saw some of that particular crowd that I hadn't seen in a long time. Got lots of compliments from one of them, since he hadn't seen me since I'd lost all the weight (don't get too excited girls, he's married).
Anyway, we headed over to Mel's Diner on Van Ness and had some late-night fried foods. We also figured it would be a good idea to give my friends a chance to sober up a bit before I drove them back to their car in Walnut Creek, where they'd continue on to their place. I didn't get home until 4am, and slept a good long time...and I think it screwed up my whole sleeping schedule (which is screwed up enough as it is!). I slept through my alarm this morning and had to call in late to work. (I have to stop doing that!!)
I did get some good pictures though (which is amazing, since I was blindly snapping shots with my digital - not able to see using the screen feature, nor through the viewfinder.
And, aside from the late morning making this Monday manic, I was also crazy busy at work today. Too crazy even to check CAP's website (or any of my other regular reads). But, at least I feel like I got a good deal of work done. And I also have decided to follow the weight watcher's plan again this week (tracking the points and everything). I have 3 pounds left to get to goal and I am really sick and tired of still paying the weekly fee. So, that's my motivation for goal right now. (And the $200 I spent on clothes last weekend, of course.)
And below, for your entertainment, we have Gracie "helping" me make my bed...