May 19, 2007 - 7:08 am i hate waking up early after a night of drinking. for some unknown reason, my body refuses to let me sleep in. now i am awake, still woozy from alcohol and alone because scott will not be able to drag himself out of bed for another five hours at least. last night was interesting. i lost some money, which i am fairly bitter about - the situation is still turning over in my brain and making me a little angry. i don't particularly want to dwell on it, scott has said not to worry about it, but i keep hearing, "STUPID! STUPID! STUPID!" over and over in my head. that is out of the ordinary, for those of you that are smart asses (gerard). anyway. last night! went out with allie from work (who is totally hilarious and i have only discovered how hilarious since we now sit next to each other) and melissa for a farewell party for a guy that all three of us have worked with. his group was not particularly happy with allie and i crashing the party and by the end of the night when we went to a club, we were pretty much shut out of the group and ignored. we went to retro. it fucking sucked. god, did it suckity suck suck suck. i also managed to drag scott out. poor dear. he looks so tortured in clubs. so we went home early, after getting kebabs. he is all about the romance. can you tell? he had this miserable look on his face the entire time we were there. i felt so bad. this is why i don't take him out! because he fucking hates it! people that wonder why i go out by myself... seriously, i adore my husband and love spending every minute of every day with him, but if i want to go out then it is so much better for both of us if i go out on my own. otherwise scott has this tortured expression the whole time, like i'm taking an axe to the ps2 and making him watch. i would love him to be a clubber, but he isn't. he hates it. and i can live with that! i just wish people didn't make me feel like i have a bad relationship because i go out sans husband. he doesn't have a problem with it, why does everyone else? fucking people. they can all suck my balls. here is an idea of how lame this club was though - they played i'm too sexy by right said fred (don't tell anyone, but that was my first cd) and there was a guy standing in the hallway that i was walking through on my own and he stopped me and said: "am i too sexy for this corridor?" what the fuck has the world come to?
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