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Jan. 1st, 2004 11:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
devilgrrlHappy New Year! My resolution is to have more sex this year. So far, so good.. I've gone about thrice today (not that anyone wants details of my sex life...) It's always good to make resolutions I can actually keep. It's sort of like giving up things for Lent. I always give up smoking or giving up something for Lent for Lent. I'm a lousy Catholic.
Actually, I did start 2004 off with a pop and a bang... literally. I'll let the double entendre infiltrate. We picked up a nice bottle of champagne (excuse me: sparkling white wine, since it was, in actuality, not from France, but Italy.) It's called DeFarveri, for anyone who is interested, and it's remarkably good, considering I normally dislike both white wine and champagne. We popped the cork... well, the cork really popped itself and we've not yet found it... exactly at midnight. How cheesy, right? Toasted, announce resolutions, had a New Year's kiss over obligatory chinese food... I don't need to elaborate over the rest. Ended up watching the History of Sex on the History Channel before conking out.
I think passing out may be a better term. I had far too much to drink last night. Went out for ice cream with Allison and her fiancé Jay. Hung out there until 10ish, then went to see Mum and Bruce for margaritas (1.5 for me and .5 for Steven because he was driving) and incidental chinese food from the scary Orient Express uptown, back to Weymouth for chinese from the Fortune Cookie, then back to here where I consumed all but one glass of champagne (around 650 mL), a spoonful of codiene cough syrup, and two sudafed.
I was not hungover this morning. I was very proud of myself. I even managed to get my ass to work on time. Evil work.
I did manage to be able to sneak out for a break, where I had the bargains of the century at the GAP. I paid $42.97 for $107.50 worth of merchandise. I love after Christmas sales. Anyhow, I got this super mod blue skirt ($19.99), a pair of pants for Steven ($12.99), and a really soft, long sleeved grey shirt ($9.99). I did not find the long sleeved shirts that I was looking for/needed. I tried on a couple of tops at Old Navy, but my breasts are so big that they just looked indecent. This meant that they were really bad, considering I was wearing a thin, white tee shirt the other day that said "Young, Willing, and Eager". Anything wrapped or split necked looks like it's practically open to my navel or half my breasts are hanging out or something. If it's not V-necked, it usually rides up in front so my navel is hanging out. I am not cool with that. Navel = no-no spot.
I digress. I went to Yankee Candle after and bought the last MacIntosh Apple votive. That and Key Lime Pie are my favourite scents in that place. I should really expend a little extra money on a couple more votive holders, since I hate spending the extra for the jars. I still may eventually break down and buy the Housewarmer in MacIntosh Apple, considering just how much I like it. The Festival of Lights one that Steven picked out smells pretty good, too.
I actually want to pick up the Citrus & Teakwood one I saw when I was in the store earlier. Ha, evidently, they have chardonnay and merlot scented candles, as well. I'd love to smell those.
I'm still not cool with having had to work an 8 hour solo at work, but since when did my opinion matter? I managed to sneak out for a break because Steven's an absolute darling and watched the store long enough to make the afore-mentioned GAP and Yankee Candle run, as well as a stop by Mickey D's so I could actually have lunch. I'd like to know what kind of manager gets the day after X-Mas off, the following week-end, New Year's Eve, and New Year's Day off, especially when the 30th., 31st., and 1st. are when the store inventory is supposed to be taking place. For that manner, what manager gets to work less than 40 hours a week during holiday season? I need to find a new job. Julie's a cunt. I don't care if she did get us gifts. I'm sick of her bull.
I should go to bed. I'm going out to breakfast with Steven, his parents, his brother, and his wife at something like 10:30. This means that I need to be up around 9. Not fun when you've been getting up at 11 to 11:30 all week. It's still better than this morning, though, trying to get up at 8 after the kind of drinking I had been doing the previous night. Besides, I still want to do a little more window shopping before I go to sleep. I want to see what's out there for long sleeved shirts.
Once and again, here's hoping 2004 will be better than 2003.
Actually, I did start 2004 off with a pop and a bang... literally. I'll let the double entendre infiltrate. We picked up a nice bottle of champagne (excuse me: sparkling white wine, since it was, in actuality, not from France, but Italy.) It's called DeFarveri, for anyone who is interested, and it's remarkably good, considering I normally dislike both white wine and champagne. We popped the cork... well, the cork really popped itself and we've not yet found it... exactly at midnight. How cheesy, right? Toasted, announce resolutions, had a New Year's kiss over obligatory chinese food... I don't need to elaborate over the rest. Ended up watching the History of Sex on the History Channel before conking out.
I think passing out may be a better term. I had far too much to drink last night. Went out for ice cream with Allison and her fiancé Jay. Hung out there until 10ish, then went to see Mum and Bruce for margaritas (1.5 for me and .5 for Steven because he was driving) and incidental chinese food from the scary Orient Express uptown, back to Weymouth for chinese from the Fortune Cookie, then back to here where I consumed all but one glass of champagne (around 650 mL), a spoonful of codiene cough syrup, and two sudafed.
I was not hungover this morning. I was very proud of myself. I even managed to get my ass to work on time. Evil work.
I did manage to be able to sneak out for a break, where I had the bargains of the century at the GAP. I paid $42.97 for $107.50 worth of merchandise. I love after Christmas sales. Anyhow, I got this super mod blue skirt ($19.99), a pair of pants for Steven ($12.99), and a really soft, long sleeved grey shirt ($9.99). I did not find the long sleeved shirts that I was looking for/needed. I tried on a couple of tops at Old Navy, but my breasts are so big that they just looked indecent. This meant that they were really bad, considering I was wearing a thin, white tee shirt the other day that said "Young, Willing, and Eager". Anything wrapped or split necked looks like it's practically open to my navel or half my breasts are hanging out or something. If it's not V-necked, it usually rides up in front so my navel is hanging out. I am not cool with that. Navel = no-no spot.
I digress. I went to Yankee Candle after and bought the last MacIntosh Apple votive. That and Key Lime Pie are my favourite scents in that place. I should really expend a little extra money on a couple more votive holders, since I hate spending the extra for the jars. I still may eventually break down and buy the Housewarmer in MacIntosh Apple, considering just how much I like it. The Festival of Lights one that Steven picked out smells pretty good, too.
I actually want to pick up the Citrus & Teakwood one I saw when I was in the store earlier. Ha, evidently, they have chardonnay and merlot scented candles, as well. I'd love to smell those.
I'm still not cool with having had to work an 8 hour solo at work, but since when did my opinion matter? I managed to sneak out for a break because Steven's an absolute darling and watched the store long enough to make the afore-mentioned GAP and Yankee Candle run, as well as a stop by Mickey D's so I could actually have lunch. I'd like to know what kind of manager gets the day after X-Mas off, the following week-end, New Year's Eve, and New Year's Day off, especially when the 30th., 31st., and 1st. are when the store inventory is supposed to be taking place. For that manner, what manager gets to work less than 40 hours a week during holiday season? I need to find a new job. Julie's a cunt. I don't care if she did get us gifts. I'm sick of her bull.
I should go to bed. I'm going out to breakfast with Steven, his parents, his brother, and his wife at something like 10:30. This means that I need to be up around 9. Not fun when you've been getting up at 11 to 11:30 all week. It's still better than this morning, though, trying to get up at 8 after the kind of drinking I had been doing the previous night. Besides, I still want to do a little more window shopping before I go to sleep. I want to see what's out there for long sleeved shirts.
Once and again, here's hoping 2004 will be better than 2003.