Three's Company Too!

It has been a while since I've posted... So let's go back ... Waaaay back... To three weeks ago.

The night started off innocently enough. A guy-friend picked me up at home, we went shoe shopping at the mall and then met up with my other friend and some girls at Earls in White Rock. We had a few orchid martinis (you could EAT the flowers) ... good times.

The strangeness started when we decided to hit up The OB. There were too many of us to take a cab so I sweet talked a random into driving me and one other girl. It was just us, him, and the baby seat in the back. Don't tell his wife!

The randomness continued as waiting in line I called this girl's random ex-boyfriend and left him sexy messages. Well as sexy as messages from a stalker can be. Oh yeah.

To make the night even weirder it turned out that it was a foam party that night at the bar. To make up for the fact that I was a 22-year-old at a foam party I had to have a few (ahem... quite a few) drinks.

As we left the bar my friend instructed the cabbie to book it to the "Pink Palace" (aka the Pacific Inn,) where the three of us proceeded to check into the cheesiest honeymoon suite ever and order a bottle of champagne each.

The night gets a little fuzzy from then on. A few highlights: Live From the Bathtub: Danielle and friend... Also featuring: guy-friend puking over the balcony! For our grand finale: friend breaks$140 worth of mugs and lighting features which Danielle cuts her foot on and bleeds everywhere!

All in all the point of the whole story is that I TOTALLY could have had a threesome ... But I didn't! I had two people doing it on the bed beside me and I just couldn't join in! It was like a crazy grizzly attack so I played dead! Honestly. I pretended I was sleeping.

I might have been able to do it too, if guy-friend hadn't barfed right in front of me. Nothing says "Don't do me and your friend at the same time" like throwing up.

Oh well, maybe next time.....
Or Maybe not :)

Season "Premier"

On Tuesday the Premier of BC, Gordon Campbell, as well as Mike De Jong, MLA for Abbotsford-Mount Lehman, and a bunch of other people in fancy suits visited our worksite.

Mike took a liking to me right away. We chatted for a bit and he picked me from the group to give him a tour of our prototype rooms. I also took a picture with him (which I am still waiting on to appear in the Abbosford times and make me a local celebrity.)

Here's a picture of me and my co-worker with Gordon Campbell, or as I like to refer to him "Gordo." I was sort of shy but she just jumped in there and dragged me with her, so eager to get her picture taken, right?

CTV News was also there and took some film which was on the news that night. They didn't show me on TV. Bastards. I'm switching to BCTV.

The old Switcheroo

Last friday night I got a text from this super-cute guy who I hadn't heard from in a few months (since I had found out that he had a gf.) He was all, "Long time no talk" so I figured the girlfriend was gonzo, and we got to flirting and decided to meet up the next night. I had plans with my girlfriend so I told him to bring a friend for her.

The boys showed up at the restaurant and thankfully both were lookin good. I was happy that my big sista didn't end up having to hang with an uggo all night just for me.

We all talked and flirted and had a few drinks and decided to head back to my place for wine and a little girls vs guys pool table action.

As we left the restaurant I told my friendthat I thought I liked the guy's friend better. She was ectatic ... "I'll take him!" she yelled. I wasn't sure yet so we decide to take it as it comes.

We got to my place and it became pretty evident that my friend and guy#1 have a lot in common, such as being pretty and liking house music, and guy#2 and I have a lot in common, such as being sarcastic and enjoying making anti-Jesus comments. My friend and I decided ... time for a SWITCHEROO!

While the other two were making kissy-kiss in the bedroom guy#2 and I got to chatting and I found out that the boys had had the exact same conversation as us girls. What were the odds of this working out?

As the night went on guy#2 and I talked and cuddled and kissed. I got along better with him than any guy I have met in a while. We just sorta clicked. And he liked the fact that I wasn't just going to hop into the sack with him

... and the other two... well this isn't a porno blog!

The boys left at 3 in the morning, one with a little more vomit on him than the other.

I walked into the spare bedroom in the morning to find crackers spread everywhere, bags of open food on the nightstand, a broken wine glass on the floor, an empty wine bottle on the counter, my friend's underwear and bra on the carpet, and guy#1's wallet and boxers lying around. Oh yeah! Party like a rockstar!

New Years

Hey Hey Hey!

For the second year I spent New Years with my friend, her boyfriend and his friends at the Kingston. It's a tradition now!

We started off the night with some porn at Chris's place ... no kidding... drank some Alize out of a huge boot ... again no kidding see the pics... and took off to the bar.

The Kingston was pretty fun ... I drank... danced... and drank some more.

I got a few calls and texts that night from that guy I met on Christmas Eve but I ignored him. I just can't make myself like someone like that. Even though according to a girl I know he has family money.

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Jesus Christ ... mas!

Christmas was ok. I find the older I get the more dissappointing it is. Like you wake up... open presents... and then its like oh its over.

Two of my friends got me really good presents. One got me Crocs because I told her I hate them. She also make me a Gunther and Toplass pillow and slippers. It was freakin awesome. She totally spoils me! My other friend got me my first MAC makeup... lipglass! She also made me something, which was a shirt that said D and J Twins Inc because we are the twins. It was pink. Obviously.

For dinner we went to my Auntie's house. It was weird because we usually do Boxing Day with that side of the family, not Christmas, so everything was just wrong. I was also hung over. Yeah, I was hungover on Christmas Day... so what.

On the eve of "Hey-Zeus's" b-day...

Christmas Eve I went with my parents to their friends house. We played Pictionary. I was a total games Nazi so it was pretty fun. We lost. I was mad. Grrr.

There was this guy there that was kinda cute but not my type. He sorta looked like Mr. Potato Head. I told my mom that and she got mad at me... Well she can go out with him then!

He called the people whose house we were at to get my phone number and called me at home. I didn't know who it was. I thought maybe Teddy... but alas not Teddy. It was the spud. Sorry Spud.

Christmas Party

Although I will not fully disclose the happenings of our Christmas party I will provide you with a few tidbits... And pictures... I figured out how finally!

Anyways the girls and I went downtown early and checked into the hotel to have showers, get ready and have some wine. Went down, had some dinner took some pics, made nice with old guys, you know the drill.

After dinner and dancing the fun started. I told everyone to come up to my room for the after-party, but then decided against it and moved the party next door.

My "twin" ... who will remain nameless but you know who I'm talking about... was HAMMERED. She put on a bit of a show for us, including multiple clothing changes, stuffing cheezies in her mouth and blowing them all over, spilling red wine on the pillows and jumping me on the bed. I think she sorta kissed my neck. What a gal.

Some old guys from down the hall decided to party-crash our room. One who we will refer to as "Nipples" was wearing a tight old man shirt and you could definitely see where he got his nickname. Another one of the old men told me that I was too pretty to get myself a boyfriend and that I should "ugly myself up a bit" if I wanted to get one... A third asked us for Coke. Ew grow up old druggie man!

Anyhoo the next morning was kinda rough but we toughed it out for some breakie and then I went home and slept the rest of the day. I heart naps!