My Birthday... Part Deux

If hitting up the Canucks game on my b-day wasn't good enough, my friend Elise spoiled me even more with 4 seats in a suite to see Rascal Flatts. It was awesome! The band was great... they did all their good songs plus some classics ... Hotel California, Jesse's Girl and Summer of '69.

She and I danced it up with my friend Kristin (it was her first concert ever) and her neighbor. Free drinks too! Hell ya!

After the concert we headed down to Doolins to meet up with friends and further get our drink on.

The following is brought to you in part by your friend and mine, Shellard:

"I guess Danielle and her friends had perfect timing, as 5 minutes prior to their triumphant arrival I had ordered 12 drinks. There were two idiots at our table and it worked out perfect because the two idiots left as Danielle and her entourage arrived. After I thoroughly checked out Danielle's friend Kristin, the 12 drinks I had ordered arrived: 2 for Elise, 2 for Whitey, 2 for GCL (Gay Clay Lachay) , 2 for Bri, 2 for D and 2 for me. Somehow one of the idiots stole one so I figured it would be a good opportunity to order 12 more. In no time the birthday girl in her Kelly Kapowski attire catapulted onto the table where she would have made any stripper goddess incredibly proud. In closing, the night was swell. Highlights include ordering 24 drinks within two minutes, possible Britney Spears-like shots (Danielle: I WAS wearing panties thanks, Chris) and one of the idots being called a C-U-Next-Tuesday for not chippin in for drinks. All in all, could D have asked for a better birthday? Probably ;) ... Next year we go South."

Thanks Chris... now back to our host!

At the bar I saw this guy who I had met when he came into the dentist's office for a teeth cleaning and I was volunteering. We chatted for a while and he bought me a drink and then I went to find my friends and he told me he would come find me later. He found me... but I think I ignored him in favor of buttoning up Brian's shirt to the top and then ripping it open... So I guess I missed my chance there. But the shirt ripping was so fun... And kind of a turn-on.

It was a good night, but I concur... next year we head to Mexico!

TB Free is the Way to Be

Because I need it to get into school, I went to the health clinic on Monday to get a TB skin test done. I thought all they were going to do was take a skin swab, but no... They whip out this needle, which they use to put this TB testing shit under my skin. It forms a big bubble in my skin ... like a blister or something. So gross!! This is a pic of what they did. How sick is that? I thought I would either barf or pass out.

I went back on Wednesday morning so they could check on it. No bumps or anything so I don't have TB. YAY!

My Birthday

My birthday this year was awesome! I went to work and the girls had little cards and things for me, which was really cute.

My friend got flowers delivered to the office. They were daffodils and tulips with some 80's style pussy willows mixed in and really brightened up my never see the light of day office.

Then, after work the fun began!

I headed to the skytrain and took it downtown to meet up with my friend, her boyfriend and his friend who looks exactly like Vince Vaughn.

I had a little extra time, which I spent by going through Holt Renfrew. I LOVE DIOR! It is so sad that they have purses there that cost more than I make in two weeks.

Anyways after a dinner of sushi and a strawberry banana Julius in the food court we headed down to GM Place to take in a Canucks game.

The game was great. We were playing Phoenix and we won (of course,) so we took some pics of their coach Gretzky looking angry. Cowan got into a fight and scored a goal on a breakaway and was named first star... who knew? Also, my friend made me chase down and take some pics with Finn. Hey, who doesn't love a retard in a whale suit?

At the game her boyfriend bought me a birthday churro...yum.

The best part of the game though was staring at Pyatt. I can't help myself... He is just so man-pretty! I HEART PYATT!

Uh-Oh!

I got a message on my hi-5 profile from my friend's boyfriend the other day. He had written it at 4:00AM, immidiately after getting dropped off from being at the bar and he was totally sloshed.

It basically said: "Danielle, Don't tell my girlfriend, but I think you are super sexy and I have a big crush on you. "

Oh my god! I didn't even know what to think. Is it some sort of weird test? Is he for real?

I wrote back: "Oooohhh you are BAD. What do you want me to say? She is my FRIEND!"

Right after this I get a message from her asking about it. He had told her that his friend who knew his password had thought it would be funny to go into his account and send me a message.
But, it turns out he was lying! He realized what he had done and tried to cover his ass before I told her about it. She was pissed... more about the fact that he went to such great lenghts to lie about it than actually doing it in the first place.

What am I supposed to do? He told me not to read too much into it ... but he got home and ASAP wrote me to tell me this... And everyone tells the truth when they are that drunk! My friend's bf has a crush on me! MEN!

What do you get when you mix Colombian and Italian?

I went out on a date with the guy I met at The Caprice...

He picked me up (nice car - Bonus) lookin cute in a black button-up shirt and jeans. Then he got out of the car and went around to my side and opened the door and everything. The whole romantic thing like that is nice... but a little weird when you aren't used to it.

We went to eat at the Olive Garden (I love Italian food!) where I had Crab Alfredo which was great. I also had one glass of wine, which I got tipsy off.

Convo was good. He kept saying all these nice things and making me blush. He told me that he had told his boss he had hot date that night so his boss took him for lunch. I was like "You will need to take me out more often then if you keep getting free lunches." I also found out that his parents run a company in Colombia that makes textiles for men's underwear.

All in all the date was good but I am not sure if I'm interested. I don't know if he is my type but I will give him another try...

Game On!

Saturday night I hit the town with the girls.

First we hit up this industry party for a watch company which was boring and there were no cute boys (but I did see my old next-door-neighbor who is a pro skater) so we left and headed to Republic. There was a huge line so we decided to try and sweet talk our way into The Caprice.

Before we even opened our mouths the bouncer came upto us ..."Three girls?" ... "Yep" ... "Ok get your IDs out," and as fast as that we were in.

The three of us drank, flirted and danced up a storm. I was sweating like a whore in church. Gross, I know. The best part was when my friend tried to do a sexy move and ripped her pants up the ass. Class act that girl! I met this cute guy there. He is from (deep men's Spanish accent) Co-lom-bia.

After that we headed to Stone Temple for some free booze. My friend's boyfriend was plastered and he walked to meet up with us. He was my wingman and when I saw a hot guy (we will call him green-shirt) he talked to him for me. I guess it worked because when I appologized to the guy, "Sorry about my friend... he is REALLY drunk," it seemed to work pretty well as an ice-breaker and I talked to the hottie the rest of the night. He got my number and I kissed him goodbye and that was the night.

Tally: Numbers given out - 2, Rejections - 0 ... Things are lookin up!

My "Non-Date"

Saturday night I went on a "non-date" with this guy. He is brown... According to him he's not East-Indian...but a self-proclaimed "sand n*gger." I prefer "Rug-rider," but to each her own.

We headed down to Granville Island, walked around a bit, had dinner (I had Mahi Mahi and it was YUM) then watched some Theatresports. Apres-improv we headed to The Keg for some jumbo nachos.

I had fun ... But would never date him for these reasons:

1. He is brown. I'm not racist... He is the 2nd brown guy I have considered... but there are issues there.
2. He talked on his phone the whole time. Rude.
3. In the cab he sat in front with the cabbie instead of in the back with me. Weird.
4. All night he was bumming smokes off random people, including some ladies on the side of the road who were freaked out when he asked the driver to pull over to them while in the cab. Weirder.
5. Even though he said he wasn't all about money he was carrying a G on him, hundred dollar bills wrapped up in an elastic... and made sure I saw it.
6. He is paying to get a $23, 000 chain made up for himself. That is half of my tuition. It made me want to puke.

The highlight of the night was when I got home and talked to my friend Chris (and his cab driver, Miguel) who was in Mexico. We were making fun of the guy saying he could probably hook us up with some applications to join Al-Queda and that he knows where the WMDs are.