Weekends need to be longer.
Ahhh...Had a great weekend. I thought Friday was going to be boring, but I ended up going to downtown SJ with my buddy Leonard. We were originally going to hang out this place that a gypsy band playing. I got there a few minutes before Leonard so I went in check it out and to see if Leonard had arrived. Upon walking in I noticed that there were nothing but middle aged people inside. So not what we were looking for that night. I didn't know if Leonard was going to show or not, so I decided to walk back to my car. As I was walking back I just happened to run into Leonard as he was parking his car. I told him about swingers night at the other place and suggested we go to this other place called The Britannia Arms. One of my housemates bounces around there and we went there one night to hang out. I liked the place. So we walked the half block down to the bar. It was pretty packed inside but it had a good atmosphere. Leonard and I grabbed a guinness and talked about shit the whole night. I guess we were there at the bar for maybe a couple of hours and we both went our separate ways after that.
Saturday was absolutely beautiful. I woke up sort of late but it kind of felt like one of those days. I had some breakfast and just relaxed in my room a bit. I got a call from Scott about Gina's party that night and the alcohol we would need. Scott just got his bartending certification and was using Gina's party as practice. He called from BevMo because he was in the process of picking up some liquor for that night. After our convo I headed to BevMo to pick up some alcohol also. I got a bottle of Jagermeister, Myer's Dark Rum, and some Red Bull; Sugar free of course.
Since it was such a nice day I went for a run which I hadn't done for some time because I had hurt my ankle earlier that week. An absolutely perfect day for a run. I guess I went a few miles until I ended up at a park where I did a lap or two. A little aside here; I didn't have any pockets in my shorts, actually I did but didn't find out until later. Anyway my running shorts did have a little "pocket" on the inside where you could keys and stuff. Well that's what I did; I put my house key and my MP3 player in the little pocket for my little run. During my run I was constantly checking the pocket to may sure the key was still there for fear that it might fall out. Well when I finally get back home I check the pocket again, and the key was gone. Luckily, per usual actually, the front door was unlocked.
I was a little pissed at myself for losing the key but was already coming up with a contingency plan for getting back into the house later. I would leave both backdoors unlocked so I could sneak in through the side gate and then through the back. I was thinking about this as I was getting undressed for the showers. In the process of thinking I stick my hands in my pockets, which made me smack my forehead for my total spasticness. I decide to check my little pocket one more time just to see if the key was there, and then I realize something. My shorts have an inner lining just like swimming shorts do. I reach down into my shorts and fiddle around a bit and discover my key! I sort f realized that I felt something cold smacking against my bum as I was running. All along it was my key. D'oh. Well I took a shower then a brief nap before heading off to Scott's place for Gina's party.
More later. Need to work now.
Saturday was absolutely beautiful. I woke up sort of late but it kind of felt like one of those days. I had some breakfast and just relaxed in my room a bit. I got a call from Scott about Gina's party that night and the alcohol we would need. Scott just got his bartending certification and was using Gina's party as practice. He called from BevMo because he was in the process of picking up some liquor for that night. After our convo I headed to BevMo to pick up some alcohol also. I got a bottle of Jagermeister, Myer's Dark Rum, and some Red Bull; Sugar free of course.
Since it was such a nice day I went for a run which I hadn't done for some time because I had hurt my ankle earlier that week. An absolutely perfect day for a run. I guess I went a few miles until I ended up at a park where I did a lap or two. A little aside here; I didn't have any pockets in my shorts, actually I did but didn't find out until later. Anyway my running shorts did have a little "pocket" on the inside where you could keys and stuff. Well that's what I did; I put my house key and my MP3 player in the little pocket for my little run. During my run I was constantly checking the pocket to may sure the key was still there for fear that it might fall out. Well when I finally get back home I check the pocket again, and the key was gone. Luckily, per usual actually, the front door was unlocked.
I was a little pissed at myself for losing the key but was already coming up with a contingency plan for getting back into the house later. I would leave both backdoors unlocked so I could sneak in through the side gate and then through the back. I was thinking about this as I was getting undressed for the showers. In the process of thinking I stick my hands in my pockets, which made me smack my forehead for my total spasticness. I decide to check my little pocket one more time just to see if the key was there, and then I realize something. My shorts have an inner lining just like swimming shorts do. I reach down into my shorts and fiddle around a bit and discover my key! I sort f realized that I felt something cold smacking against my bum as I was running. All along it was my key. D'oh. Well I took a shower then a brief nap before heading off to Scott's place for Gina's party.
More later. Need to work now.
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