So...Friday I did this puzzle of my favorite city:
God, you can really see my OCD nature. My phone is lined up exactly with the edge of the puzzle. The coaster is lined up perfectly with that, and the box is lined up with the edge of the puzzle, too. Oh, man...I'm bad about that...
...and then Robb and I went out with friends to Boystown, where we hit up Roscoe's, our favorite bar up there. It's really the only one I've been in where I've felt completely comfortable. I'm not really a bar kind of guy, honestly, so I was dreading going just a little bit. But oh my gosh, we had a great time, despite some awkwardness.
See, I ran into my ex there. Steve. We broke up over 4 years ago after dating for 2 months. It was mostly because he didn't pay me enough attention and also because he lived in the city and I was moving back to E-town with my folks. So...not worth the drive, really. But yeah...we were sitting in one of the lounges chatting with our friends Jim and Mike and Randle, and this guy walks in and turns away to go out on the dance floor. I turned to Robb and I said, "Er...I think that might have been my ex."
So I texted him, because we're not on bad terms, and sure enough, it was him. He hasn't changed a bit. We chatted, caught up, he met Robb, showed everyone a photo of his giant...well...anyhow...he had it on his cell phone. Awkward. But it was nice to see him. He's still as socially awkward as when I met him.
Right around that time, one of Robb's co-workers showed up with his date who looked really familiar. Still not sure why. But it was nice finally meeting this person who I've heard so much about. Hopefully we'll get to hang out with them again soon. They're good people.
Oh, and this guy who worked there, who I thought was really cute with his red hair and stubble (I'm a sucker for red hair), came up to me a few times to collect our empty glasses, and he says to me once, "I like your glasses. Are they Prada?" I told him, "No. Actually they're Randy Jackson." He made this really hilarious face, like, eww. And he says, "Oh, well they look like Prada." Umm...thanks! Hooray for compliments from strange and cute boys...
Anywho, that was Friday night. Saturday was the collage party for Script Frenzy.
We met at the Library, Ho:
It's pretty much that ghetto.
But the writing center is gorgeously painted!
So, we baked for 4 hours in the heat, but we made a lot of progress! I've got an idea now, that I'm sure I'll talk about later. I came home and Robb and I got custard, and then I came home and took a nap, since I'd been out until 3 AM the night before. I missed hanging out with my friend Paul. Whoops. I slept until 8 PM, then grogged about, watched Airplane, and went to bed.
Sunday morning we went to church:
And after lunch at home, we took a walk, where we ran into THIS:
Yes. That's a raccoon on a leash. It was so cool! The guy said he got it at a breeder's in Indiana (where "they'll breed anything, those crazy fuckers.") His name was Miko, and apparently he's a chick magnet. Well, he certainly attracted the gays, too. Or maybe the guy who it belonged to had something to do with that...
Oh, yes. He was pretty, with sweet blue eyes and a good smile. And a raccoon! A RACCOON, Y'ALL! I pet a raccoon. How strange.
So, altogether a strange and wonderful weekend. I hope yours was even half as good!
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